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#sanemi thirst
xfgpng · 11 months
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it’s your fucking eyes that drive him insane. he wonders if you’re doing it on purpose or if you really don’t know the power you wield over him. he can barely focus on anything when you look at him, eyes wide and pretty. you have to be doing it on purpose and he feels the way his cock twitches in his pants.
he doesn’t think he can wait to get you home, not when you’re smiling at him whenever your eyes meet. you’re sitting pretty in the back of the main conference room, scrolling through your phone and humming quietly to yourself every time you see something you like.
he’s lost interest in the meeting, something about guns and shipments but his mind is preoccupied with thoughts of you and how pretty you look in that new dress he bought you.
it’s his favourite colour too and it doesn’t help that he’s fucked you in one just like that in his own office. he can feel your lips against his jaw and hear your pretty little whimpers and loud moans.
he thinks about how your eyes widen as you look up at him, his heavy cock on your tongue as you let him use your mouth to get off. he’s so whipped and he doesn’t think he’ll ever get enough of you.
how is it that you don’t have to do anything and he’s willing to fall on his knees just to please you. how would anyone take him seriously if they knew what a weak man he was when it came to anything involving you, your sweet pussy and those fucking eyes.
it’s the reason you’re so spoiled. you give him a sweet look with your doe eyes and he’s more than happy to break his bank even if he knows he has all the money in the world. he would give it all up just for you.
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| gojo, sukuna, geto, sanemi, tengen&rengoku
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kingkatsuki · 23 days
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you lot need to stop making me sad about sanemi. i'm out here sobbing when i just want him to rail me
Sanemi is so mean to you sometimes though, when he makes you work for your orgasms.
You’re pouting and whining pathetically as you grind yourself on his cock, pawing at his chest as you try to get yourself off. It’s made worse when he rests a forearm behind his head to watch, as if you’re a show he’s arranged for his own amusement.
“Thought you said you wanted to cum?” He scoffs, giving a sudden rut of his hips as he hears the desperate mewl that slips past your lips.
“I do,” You groan, fat tears blur your vision, “I need it.”
“Oh, yeah?” He raises a curious brow, using his free hand to spank your ass as though you’re a horse, “It doesn’t seem like it.”
“Fuck,” You gasp, the pain has you lurching forward. Collapsing onto his chest as you change the angle of his cock inside you, feeling him press against your tight heat as his chest rumbles with amused laughter, “Please, Sanemi. I wanna cum.”
The wind hashira scoffs at your words before giving your ass another smack as his hand lingers, blunt fingernails dig into the supple skin as he holds you steady. Moving his hand from behind his head to hold your other cheek as he bends his thighs, planting the bare soles of his feet against the soft futon as he begins a brutal pace. Fucking up into you with precision as he hits that special spot inside you every single time.
“You need me to do everything don’t you, sweetheart?” He rasps.
There’s no real malice to his tone, he revels in the way that you rely on him for everything, the way that you need him to get yourself off.
“Can’t even cum by yourself, can you? Pathetic.”
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char-chats · 2 years
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Stuck
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Sanemi x Female Reader
CW : Rough s3x, A$$ slapping, One-shot, and Teasing
All you wanted to do was look under the bed for your ring but when you got on your knees and pushed your head under ,you realized that the ring was there but was just out of reach. So you did what you had to do you pushed your self further in with only your butt sticking out. *Finally* you thought to yoursel when you grabbed it but when you pushed your self back to get out you realized you were stuck "fuck" you said out loud ,Sanemi was going to be home any minute and you knew he would laugh at you he would embarrass you! so you tried and tried and tried but you soon gave up knowing there was no way you were going to get out unless someone lifted the bed up. Then you heard laughing from behind "Sanemi when did you get home!?" You shouted he almost couldn't hear you over his laughing "A couple minutes ago" he said in between laughs. "Get me out!" You shouted then he went silent "Now is that any way to talk to someone who can only help you get out, you should be more polite" he said as he placed his right foot on your ass cheek. You went silent well he was right he was the only person that could get you out so you swallowed your pride "Can you please help me get out" you said , you then felt his foot lift off and your uniform skirt lift up "S-Sanemi?" You then felt a hard rough slap being placed on your right ass cheek "I can't hear you~" your fist balled up from the burning sensation "Please get me out !" You shouted he slapped you again "louder! " You whimpered in pain "PLEASE GET ME OUT !" , "Good girl" he said he then rolled your panties down and un-did his belt and flier and out sprung his hard vainey cock. He spat in his hand and gave his cock a few good pumps "W-wait! Raw? It's gonna hurt!" You cried he smacked you ass again "This is your price to pay for me to help you~" with that he shoved his thick girthy cock inside you. You slapped your hands over your mouth it hurt but it felt sooo good Sanemi started thrusting in and out of you roughly smacking your ass here and there "come on let me h-hear your sexy moans" He grunted you were too deep in so you let your moans out "S-Sanemi feels-s good!" He gripped your hips thrusting harder and rubbing your good-spot with the head of his cock your eyes started to roll back and your mind was going blank "Yeah! Right there!" You moaned loudly tears streaming down your eyes as he gripped your left ass cheek "If you like it so much then beg, beg for me to f-fill you up and for you to cum on my cock~" you did as you were told "F-Fill me up! Make me feel g-good!" You cried you started to feel a knot at your stomach, your walls clenched around him, and your legs started to shake uncontrollably "F-Fuck, so tight" He moaned gripping your hips rougher. "I-If you make me cum I'll l-let you fuck my throat!" And with one last hard thrust ,Sanemi came inside you while you came on his cock you could feel his warm cum spill inside of you and some spilled out running down your thighs and floor. Sanemi then pulled out letting more cum spill out you felt a little empty without him inside you. He lifted the bed so you could crawl out he then gently set it back down as he kissed your cheek he said "don't get too comfortable because you did promise me a throat fucking" tonight was gonna be a long night. Stupid ring.
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daddy-suguru · 2 years
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𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 ▸ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ▸ nsfw, jealous!sanami, cervix fucking, choking, breeding, sanemi deciding your than just his friend with benefits, man-handling, mentions of breeding, mentions of plugging up his cum inside of you
Loosening his grasp around your throat and smirking, asking you, "Who do you belong to?" As you try to catch your breath, his loose grasp around your throat is the only thing preventing him from making your head harshly hit your headboard from how roughly he is fucking his cock into your heat.
Once you catch your breath, you whimper, "You, no one else! I only want to be your girl Emi. You take such good care of me. I love how good your cock feels, stretching me out and hitting the back of my pussy." Sanemi doesn't let his cock slip out as he stops moving his hips and you whine,
"No Emi please I was about to cum!" Sanemi lets out a small chuckle before he tells you,
"I know princess you'll get to if you keep being a good girl I'll let you cum." He loves how you keep clenching and unclenching around him. It feels like you're throbbing around him. He says,
"You were trying to make me angry on purpose. This is what you wanted right, some angry makeup sex that's why you were looking over at me and trying to make sure I saw you flirting with that man. Until right now we weren't together, but if you flirt with another man again, I'll be a lot more than angry." He moves your leg over and slips his cock out. As you whine at the loss, the cry is muffled by Sanemi who shoves your face into the bed as he puts your ass in the air.
Lining himself up and slamming his hips against yours, the loud smack feels the room and you groan as his heavy balls hit your clit. Sanemi groans,
"I'm going to fuck this pussy until I fill it full of every drop of my cum. Then I'm going to plug you up and you're going to walk around with my cum deep inside you."
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muzans-stuff · 1 year
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angelicghostwriter · 9 months
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suggestive content, mostly fluff though (fem coded?);
sanemi loves you because he feels that meeting you was fate. your hair reminded him of the finest silk money could buy, your eyes, looking into them was like looking into the future, he could see himself being happy despite facing life as a hashira and having experienced things that no man or person should ever see or feel, your eyes were always filled was love, love for him. your skin was soft, so fucking soft it made his mind  conjure up such impure dirty thoughts. whenever your hands would wrap around his hands or his cock, he could feel himself ready to give you his life, his heart, although knowing he already has. you made him feel like he was in heaven an everlasting nirvana that he wouldnt mind dying if it meant spending an eternity with you and only you by his side. 
every part, every inch, of you felt too good to be true, he constantly felt as if you deserved better then whatever the fuck he barely amounted too. it didn’t matter though it’s not like he would ever let any man touch you or look at you the way he does. 
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nymphoheretic · 9 months
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… the Nemi thirst..
*hides in submissive whoreness*
Oh? A volunteer?
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Sanemi's eyes widen as he leans against the door frame of your shared bedroom, his thick bared arms crossing over his chest. Violet eyes darken with lust as he watched you push two of your slim fingers into your body as his short white haori hung in the creases of your elbows. Damn, wasn't that a fucking sight to see.
Moving swiftly like the wind, Sanemi grabs you wrists, pulling your fingers out of his pussy. The predatory look in his wild eyes making you gasp out. He slides his tongue out and licks the slick that coats your digits.
"You know damn well, your fingers aren't worth a damn. Only I can reach deep enough to please my pussy?"
He wraps his other hand gently around your neck, pushing you back on to the bed.
"Do you need a demonstration, princess?"
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megantrancyfanfics · 2 years
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They can’t know | bodyguard Sanemi Shinazugawa x princess reader smut
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Warning: mentions of spiking a drink, throwing up
Sexual warning: neck kissing, teasing, fingering, clit rubbing, dry humping, choking, hickeys, spanking, cunnilingous, cream pie. Names: “m’lady”, “your majesty”, “darling”, “naughty girl, and “dirty girl” will be used. THIS WILL BE A LONG ASS STORY
Gender: female
Tags: @animupiglett
Notes: I really hope y’all enjoy this💚
Plot: Sanemi Shinazugawa, your best friend, bodyguard, and secret lover.At the ripe age of 10, you were given a bodyguard. Your father was fearful of you having such a kind heart like your mother, you would suffer the same fate as her, so, your father hired Sanemi to be with you.
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“M’lady, are you ready to go?” Sanemi asked, allowing himself into your room, only to see you standing in front of your full length mirror in a short frilly dress. “…is this what your father wants you to wear?”
You frown, turning to face him with a sigh. “Yeah. It’s so ugly, and short..I’m fearful if I move the wrong way I will be exposed. ‘Nemi, is this supposed to be the dinner where I find a suitor?” Your heart sank after asking that question. You and Sanemi have a deep connection, and both love each other more than anything else in this world. You wished there was a way your father would allow Sanemi to marry you.
“I don’t think so, your father will be with you for this meal, so it’s probably just to get things ready for that time.” Sanemi says with a sigh, fixing his glove.
You walked over to the white haired man, before wrapping your arms around him, laying your head on his chest. “I don’t want to get married to anyone but you..”
“Y/n, you know that’s not possible..” he says placing his hand on the back of your head, then kissing the top of your head. “I wish it was..but there’s no possible way, now, we must get going before your father gets angry at us again.”
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“M-m’lady..we can’t do this right now..” Sanemi breathed out, as you sat on top of his lap in the limo, your mouth attached to his neck, before kissing up to his jawline.
“But Sanemi I’m craving you. You fill me up so well~” you coo, gently rolling your hips against that slight tent in his pants, making him let out a soft groan.
“You’re being so naughty. Imagine if someone saw us right now? Your reputation as the perfect innocent princess would be ruined.” He said sliding his hand down to your clit, softly rubbing it making your mouth hang slightly agape.
You whimpered, making Sanemi let out a soft chuckle. “Oh? Is that what you want? You want someone to watch you take the dick of your servant? You want someone to watch how much of a slut you are for your protector? You’re such a dirty girl.”
“Look at what you did to me Sanemi. I was a pure princess. Now I’m just a slut for you.” You say grabbing the collar of his jacket and pulling him in for a deep tongue filled kiss.
“10 more minutes before we are at the place.” The limo driver spoke into the speakers making both of you jump and pull back.
“Just wait until we get home, slut.” Sanemi said rubbing your lipstick off of his neck, jawline, and lips.
“I can’t wait.” You said before climbing off of his lap and plopping down onto the seat beside him.
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The meal was going rather well the first half. You were sitting at the very end of a long table. A prince, his father, mother, and 2 brothers, along with your father sat at this table as well. The prince’s protector standing directly behind him, just as Sanemi was for you. It was a nice evening, the meal was cooked to perfection, the small talk was just small enough to not make it awkward. You had started to wonder if this dinner had anything to do with a peace treaty before your father cleared his throat, and said something that made your blood run cold.
“So, how many kids do you want?” Your father asked to the oldest prince. You choked on the water you were drinking, making all eyes go on you.
“P-pardon me.” You choked out, making the prince smile, holding back his laughter before he answered the question.
“You see, I will leave that up to the princess if she chooses me to be her husband. She is the one that will go through the pain, so if she only wants one, then so be it.”
“If it’s only one you better make sure it’s a son so he can inherit the throne” the king said raspily.
“That’s considerate of you.” Your father spoke, bringing the whine glass up to his lips. “The other suitors want at least 5.”
You stared at the table in front of you, your vision blurring with every passing second. Was this a panic attack? Was it because they were talking about kids? No. Something wrong. You started to panic, your breath quickening, your body felt like it was going cold and numb. Your eyes met with the youngest prince, a smirk softly pulling at the corners of his mouth. Did he spike your drink?
“Your majesty, are you ok?” Sanemi asked placing his hand on your shoulder before looking at your glass of water. The ice was not floating on the top, in fact it was sank to the bottom. Sanemi sucked in a breath, a vein in his forehead popping up as he was visibly pissed.
“Sir, someone spiked your daughters drink, she needs to go home and be treated right this instant.” Sanemi yelled, making your father look at your cup before looking at the other king. Sanemi knowing this could get ugly very quick, pulled the chair away from the table before picking you up bridal style, saying a quick excuse us then quickly exiting to the limo.
You were lucky you didn’t drink too much of the water, so throwing it up in the limo made you feel a lot better.
“Those bastards.” Sanemi spat out, before letting out an aggravated sigh.
“Think of it this way, my father will be busy for a few hours trying to figure out why they would want to hurt me, meaning we have the castle wing to ourselves.” You say grabbing 5 mints and popping them into your mouth.
“You literally just drank a spiked drink and you’re still horny?”
“Of course, I am your slut Sanemi. Just being around you makes me so wet.”
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Once the two of you stepped foot in your room, you were pushed up against the door, your hands above your head as sanemi’s tongue explored your mint tasting mouth with each kiss, pulling away only when he needed air.
“Be a good slut and give me pleasure.” He says letting your hands go. You fell to your knees, your hands traveling up his thighs, to his pants to unzip them. Pulling them down to reveal his underwear, you gently palmed him, a relaxed sigh escaping his mouth as you pulled his underwear down, his erection nearly slapping your face when freed from its tight imprisonment.
You spit on the tip before wrapping one of your hands around it, spreading your spit on his dick, the other playing with his balls.
“U-use your mouth you dirty slut.” He commanded, giving you a few seconds to react to his command, when you didn’t do what he wanted, a tch left his mouth before he gripped your hair, making you look at him. “I said use your mouth. Unless you don’t want any pleasure from me tonight.”
You whimpered, knowing if Sanemi threatens something you better do what he wanted or else you won’t be getting whatever he threatened.
Your tongue licked around his tip, before licking the sensitive vein that ran on the underside of his cock. Feeling his thighs start to shake under you, you abused that vein before putting the tip into your mouth: swirling your tongue around the tip a few times before shoving more in. You kept going until you felt yourself gag. You got halfway down, with your hand, you rubbed the rest while sucking him off. Sanemi’s head rolled back as a soft groan escaped his mouth, his hips gently rolling into your mouth.
As his high quickly arose, the rolls of his hips quickly became faster before they turned into thrusts as he fucked your mouth: filling your mouth with his cum.
“You better swallow every bit. If even a drop spills, you will not get pleasure.” He says as he slowly pulls his cock out, shortly stopping when the only thing left in your mouth was his tip. He watched as you hollowed out your cheeks, and felt your tongue quickly try to get to the top of your mouth, trying to keep all of his cum in. When he pulled out completely, he quickly watched to see if any cum came out. When he watched you swallow he was impressed.
“Well, I guess you can listen to directions. Now, get out of that hideous dress, and lay on your back on your bed.”
You quickly got off your knees, doing exactly what he said. Sanemi kicked off his pants and underwear that once pooled at his ankles before removing his jacket, leaving him completely naked. He walked towards the bed, kicking the dress that was in his way before climbing up on the bed, stoping directly in front of you.
“Your father has some nerve putting you in such a short hideous dress. Those bastards could have snuck a peak at what’s mine if they really wanted to.” He said bringing his face down close to your cunt. His hot breath tickling it, making your hole tighten around nothing.
“This is mine? Isn’t it?” He asks, before he licked your clit, making you let out a whimper. You nodded. Unsatisfied with your answer, he slapped your pussy. “I can’t hear a fucking nod. I asked you a question I expect you to answer.”
“Y-yes it belongs to you, my pussy belongs to you.”
“Good girl.” He cooed. “Good girls get rewards. Do you want your reward?”
“Yes, please.” He smirked before pulling you closer to him. He licked along your hole, to your clit, where he attached his lips. His tongue flipped the bud multiple times, sending powerful shocks of pleasure through your body before sucking hard on your clit. Your hand quickly grabbed onto his hair, your toes curling as you moaned loudly. You moaned out his name, occasionally rolling your hips as your legs shook. He never stopped abusing your clit with his tongue until you came, leaving his chin shiny with your cum when he sat up. “You’re such a dirty girl, darling. Allowing a lowly servant to eat you out” he paused as he rubbed his cock on your slick cunt. “Now you’re allowing the same servant to fuck you until you go dumb?”
“Y-yes, because I’m such a dirty slut for this servant. My pussy is only satisfied when you fill me up, and stretch me out. Please use me until you’re satisfied.”
“If you insist darling.” He says shoving his cock inside, your insides clinging onto his cock tightly. He could cum right then and there with how warm and amazing your insides felt. He lifted your legs up and placed them on his shoulders, his eyes never leaving yours as he quickened his pace, his thumb making its way to your clit. At this point you were a screaming whining mess.
“You’re such a slut.” He says watching as your orgasm quickly approaches, his coming up just as quick. “You want me to fill you up with my cum? You’d look so pretty with my cum leaking out of you.”
“Please, please cum inside please.” You whine before trying to warn him you were close, your sentence cut short as your orgasm washed over you, leaving your body a spamming shaking mess as Sanemi filled you up with his cum.
When he took your legs off his shoulders, and pulled out, he watched as his cum slowly started to leak out of you, a smirk plastered on his face as he pushes it all back in. “Do me a favor and keep it inside.” He says with a wink making you blush.
He leaned down and captured your lips with his, afterwards, he asked if you wanted a bath or cuddle, of course you said cuddle, so he climbed into bed, holding you close to his chest. He’d never admit it, but this was what he loved most. All the sex in the world couldn’t compare to just holding you close to him.
“ ‘’nemi” you spoke, only getting a ‘hm’ from the white haired man.
“…tomorrow..let’s run away together.”
“What? Did I seriously fuck you dumb? You know we cant.”
“Then I’ll simply tell my father I’m leaving the royal family. Sanemi I will not marry someone else. I love you. I love you so much Sanemi I want your last name I want your kids I want to always be by your side Sanemi please.” You said looking at him, tears filling your eyes before eventually falling onto your cheeks.
“Y/n..” he mumbled before wiping away your tears. He sighed. “Alright. Let’s see how your father reacts to you saying you’re leaving the royal family.” He pauses. “You know what? Listen- I know this isn’t the most romantic way in doing this, I mean we’re just laying naked together, but will you be my girlfriend? Maybe..if your father knew we were already dating he’d take pity on us.”
“I thought you’d never ask, of course I’ll be your girlfriend.” You smiled softly before yawning.
“Get some sleep m’lady. We’ll talk more about this in the morning.” He said kissing your forehead, waiting for you to fall asleep before sleeping after knowing you were out.
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The next morning, you and Sanemi had told your father about you two dating, and you asked for his approval to leave the royal family to start a family with Sanemi. You also told him even without his approval you will be leaving with Sanemi. To this, the king gave his approval for you two to do as you please.
“I have no room to refuse this. Y/n, I need to tell you that your mother was my bodyguards daughter. Falling for someone outside royalty isn’t uncommon.” He tells you before sighing. “I just want my daughter to be happy. Sanemi, please take care of her, and keep her safe. Y/n, promise you’ll visit.”
“Of course.” You two spoke in unison.
You decided you didn’t need anything from the castle. You didn’t want any of the fancy dresses, or anything, so you and Sanemi simply left. Your father gave you some money to get a house, clothes and necessities like that.
You and Sanemi stood at the end of the village, facing it. Sanemi wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing your temple before you looked at him.
“Where to love?” You asked, making him smile softly.
“It doesn’t matter, as long as your by my side.”
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theshinazugawaslut · 3 months
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Yall, here's a few screenshots of me thirsting about sanemi in a gc with my friends.
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taisho-era-secrets · 2 years
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Trial by Storm
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**!!MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!**
Summary: After your request to be the wind pillar's tsuguko was denied by the pillar himself, you decided to confront Sanemi Shinazugawa in his own estate to get answers. Although you fully expected confrontation, this wasn't the type of fight you expected at all.
Pairing: Sanemi Shinazugawa x AFAB Reader CW: Aggressive/headstrong reader, confrontation throughout, teasing, penetrative sex, a lot of teasing, slight humiliation/degradation, light bondage, orgasm denial, clit torture(?), edging, public/ outdoor sex, nipple play, biting/marking, and did I mention teasing. Let me know if I missed anything.
AO3 Link
Sanemi does not curse in this. A personal challenge I gave to myself.
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“You’re not even the strongest hashira, so it doesn’t matter.”
He froze, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. You didn’t have to wait long to see his crazed eyes turn to you.
“What did you say?”
            This was all just too much fun. A while back, Sanemi Shinazugawa rejected your advances to become his tsuguko. He never stated why and although it irritated you to no end you were starting to find entertainment in becoming his daily little nightmare. Your next best option, Himejima, already rejected your interest in becoming his tsuguko. He stated that he had his hands full with Shinazugawa’s brother and that your lean towards wind breathing was something he would not have been prepared to train you to master- both were understandable reasons. Himejima was able to give you some words of encouragement in your moments of frustration, perhaps revealing too much about the human side of Sanemi than the wind pillar would have liked.
The stone hashira was right; Sanemi was much shyer than he let on. He would never admit it, but it was clear that he was retreating from you. There were some not so subtle signs here and there; Sanemi would 180 if he saw you coming towards him, he’d leave a room abruptly if you were there, and he’d avoid all eye contact with you if at all possible. And you were truly a terror by going out of your way to coax these behaviors out of him daily. You’d hoped that he would eventually snap under pressure and either agree to train you if you stopped your constant harassment or at the very least give you the reason for his initial refusal. But he never gave in no matter how hard you tried. This time you’ve cornered him in his own environment at the wind pillar’s personal training grounds in his estate with the intention of putting it to an end. You at least needed answers from him, but out of frustration you pulled one final move and let him have it.
Clearly what you had just said struck a nerve.
“I said,” with folded arms, you leaned back against the bamboo bundle, looking off to the side in casual irritation. “You’re not even the strongest hashira. It’s fine. I’ll find someone else to teach me since you’re being so strange about it all.”
The veins were becoming more visible on Sanemi’s forehead. If looks could kill… but it was too bad you were too determined on playing the game to see his rage. You were really good at selling the act of not caring and it just pissed him off even more. Sanemi had fully turned toward you now, his body language shifting into offense.
“You’ve got some nerve, brat.”
Ah, here it comes. You could hear him taking big strides towards you in an attempt to intimidate, but you still didn’t let up. It was getting tough not to crack a smile from the excitement, butterflies welled up in your stomach. A gust of wind and his hand had slammed right next to your face, cornering you in. “You wanna run that by me again? After all this effort, after all of this chasing you’ve been doing, after how annoying you’ve been… You’re going to say I’m not good enough? You have no idea how strong I really am.”
“Then why don’t you show me.”
You finally turned to meet his gaze, Sanemi’s eyes wide in astonishment at the audacity of your words. It wasn’t a challenge so much but a plea that finally seemed to get through to him. You could see the shock on his eyes slightly dissipate before he seemed to calm once more. He glanced off to the side, once again closing himself off.
“I don’t need this from you,” Dropping his arm, Sanemi had started to turn but panic took over as you reached out and grabbed at the opening of his uniform, tugging him back. You were done with him running, and as you yanked at him you had a realization in the back of your mind that as a hashira he could have easily dodged you. His eyes widened at your boldness, but nonetheless he didn’t push you away just yet. You had almost tugged his uniform clean off of his shoulder, exposing even more of his skin and scars to the air.
“Stop running from me!” His eyes focused like daggers on you. A second blast of air came as he countered your actions, knocking your hand off of him in one hit.
“I am not-” you barely had time to recoil as he snatched both of your wrists and pinned them against the bamboo above you, the crack of the bamboo bundle reverberated through the air. “running!”
Startled by the dangerous spark in the air, both of your kasugai crows had fled the scene, leaving an echo of their cries to follow in their absence. The silence brought a heaviness between you two as you stared each other down. You were left there alone to face Sanemi, those intense lilac eyes pinning you down just as hard as the wrists he held above your head. You kept your cool despite the imminent danger- at the very least you reminded yourself that it was against the rules to kill another member… He wouldn’t kill you, right?
But then… despite the clear tension between the two of you, your eyes involuntarily started to wander. His jaw line, his neck muscles, his chest, his abdomen… Years of brutal training and battle reflected all along his body that he made no effort in hiding. Of course you never denied that he was eye-catching but this… he had never been this close to you before. In that moment you realized something that brought a light flush to your face; you were practically nose to nose with him.
“…What are you looking at?” finally broke the silence and brought a cold rush to your limbs. Your eyes darted up to meet his instantly, expecting to be met with his anger once more but instead he seemed…
“Enjoying the view?”
You didn’t immediately try to push him off of you, in that moment you were more stunned at the look of amusement in his eyes. You felt his calloused hands shift positions, only one hand now firmly held you against the post while the other traced curiously down your arm, wrinkling your haori as it traveled. The way that he was moving his hand was as if he was testing the atmosphere between you two, his face changed from a look of amusement to one of cautious interest. In all honesty, you weren’t sure whether to shrink back or not but from years of training in the corps your mind had already calculated ways to escape if need be. Your eyes hinted at a gap left open next to Sanemi’s arm but-
His thumb and forefinger pinched your chin and turned your gaze back to him.
“Eyes on me,” the bass in his voice tore through you, even if it was barely above a whisper. His energy was consuming, eyes pierced through your own, every breath and movement you both made was amplified in your senses. Sanemi grinned in a predatory way, his canines bared as he spoke again. “You know better than to look away from me. Isn’t that the first thing you learned in training?” His single handed grip tightened slightly on your wrists. “Always keep focused on your opponent.”
Confused… wasn’t quite the right word for the emotion you were feeling at that moment, but you were definitely blindsided by everything he was saying and doing. No, you were much more than just confused. Opponent? Did he intend to spar with you now? Was this his way of testing you? No… this body language felt too different from what you were used to from him, something was off. There was an appetite in his eyes that you couldn’t quite figure out… but his touch wasn’t at all unwelcomed. It brought a sweetness in your heart that was unfamiliar. His hand let go of your chin finally and gently brushed down your neck before lightly cupping your shoulder. You didn’t break eye contact just yet, even as a shiver ran through your body. His free thumb gently massaged into your muscles, humming thoughtfully to himself as he went.
“How do you expect to be anyone’s tsuguko with this pathetic excuse for muscle?” he pointed out. “And to think you want to be mine… How cute.”
You didn’t care about whatever he just said, perhaps it was a false move on your part but you were starting to enjoy all of this despite the risky situation. He pressed up closer to you, bodies barely touching now. His hand drifted to the most sensitive part of your ribcage. You could feel his heat radiating off of his body and an unexpected light sugary scent hit your nose. You felt your body slack just a little, lidded eyes dared to wander again… and just as you started to wonder just how far down the scars went on his body… you noticed something that broke your curiosity abruptly. It took you a second to process it but the moment your eyes widened, his did too.
“Do… do you need help with that?” you felt the corners of your mouth twitch up. You didn’t mean to seem like you were making fun, in fact you didn’t even mean to notice it at all but… there was a swell in Sanemi’s uniform that you just couldn’t miss. There was no way…
“…were… you actually turned-”
“Don’t you dare say another word--!” Sanemi barked out.
He hastily let go of you, leaving you to rub your sore wrists. Although his stance was that of pure animalistic rage, you couldn’t see anything past that flushed face of his. You had never seen him like this in any situation, he was actually flustered and rightfully so. No one was going to believe this if you told them. How would you even begin to tell your comrades you saw Shinazugawa’s boner? Just the idea made even you not believe this situation. The absurd thought was broken when he started to speak.
“You need to leave,” he muttered out as he slipped off his haori, presumably to cover himself. He started to retreat once more, face flushed and eyes avoiding you.
“I’m not leaving,” you said sternly. “I’m going to become your tsuguko.”
You blindly reached out to pull him back once more, but this time Sanemi’s hand snatched your wrist mid way and deflected your touch. His energy had turned back into one of hostility and defense, clearly done with your constant pestering.
“You trainees… you never learned how to control yourselves,” he spat out.
“You’re one to talk! You can’t say that to me when you’re the one parading around a boner!”
“I am not para--!!” Sanemi cut himself off abruptly, canines bared and gritted. The veins protruding from his forehead started to soften as he calmed himself again. For a moment, he went deep in thought… closing his eyes softly before a grin brushed over his face. He finally glanced at you, tilting his head deviously, before speaking once more. “Fine, you wanna help me? Wanna be my tsuguko that badly, huh?”
For the first time ever in this whole quarrel, you felt real intimidation kick your heart into gear. He had a different look in his eyes this time but you didn’t have a moment to process it- with one sudden burst of wind and a swift movement from his leg, you had fallen on the ground with a thud, Sanemi towering over you with menacing eyes and an eager grin on his face.
“You down for a little challenge?” he growled as he threw his haori unceremoniously to the ground. The metal from his belt shined in the sunlight as he unbuckled it, slipping it off of his waist. Your eyes kept focused on him, watching his every move now with both interest and nervousness. You were no fool, but surely he couldn’t mean…
“Just what are you… proposing?” one brow raised curiously at him, keen on his answer.
“Nothing too intense, I promise,” though his expression said otherwise. He threw his hands up while holding his belt in one, trying to shrug off the hint of nervousness in your eyes. “In fact, it’ll be fun. You asked me earlier if I needed ‘help’ with this, right?”
He gripped at his hardness through his pants without any sense of shame, the muffled shock on your face made him cackle. There’s no way- but even as you tried to keep your cool in front of him you struggled against your libido consuming your thoughts.
 “How about this,” he licked his lips. “A little battle of wills, yeah? Let’s see how long you last without breaking down and begging. If you win I’ll accept you as my tsuguko… and if I win, you leave me alone for good.”
Without warning, his foot kicked up your uniform skirt. He crouched down to your level and gave you another puppy dog tilt.
“Only if you’re up for it, of course,” he snickered. “What do you say?”
You bit your bottom lip and looked away from him, heart racing. So he did mean… He said it wouldn’t be too intense… but you know him all too well at this point. There’s no way this would be boring with Sanemi. Sure, you knew you could easily decline and leave the estate to fight again another day… but at the same time you were feeling that excitement. Your answer to this was a no brainer. Lust was making it hard for you to even consider declining him and in all honesty…
This did sound like fun.
“I’m up for anything you can throw at me, Shinazugawa,” grinning back at him, you reached down to take your underwear off- only to be stopped in a split second by his vice grip.
“Not so fast,” he crawled over you, backing you up against the bamboo once more and trapping you in. Gathering both of your wrists, he pinned them against the pole just as he did before. “I can’t have you cheating.”
He snatched up his belt and made quick use of it. The leather belt restrained your wrists to the training post, tugging on them you knew it would take a moment of struggling to really set yourself free. A moment of struggling or a helping hand from the man in front of you. He seemed truly dedicated to this so-called challenge of his.
Years of training couldn’t have prepared you for what you saw next. With his eyes locked on yours, Sanemi unbuttoned the rest of his uniform and slid his pants and fundoshi down to free himself. You took a moment to admire just what was presented before you; a white patch of hair, a thick vein running down, and a pink tip already complemented with a bead of precum leaking out. His size and girth was also impressive, you twitched at the thought of him buried deep in you.
“Tch, no need to gawk,” he hooked onto your panties with his index finger and slid them off. You could feel your growing wetness now that you were exposed to the spring air. Such a hypocrite, you watched him take a moment to hungrily look at you just the same as you did to him earlier.
Slowly, so slowly, he traced one hand down your leg and stopped at your folds, that confident smile still on his face. He spread you apart, massaging your lips with his middle and forefinger. An electric shock went from the base of your tailbone to your neck as he started to circle your swollen bud with the lightest touch. Struggling against the belt and doing everything in your power to keep your voice down, you started to wonder if you had bitten off more than you could chew in this deal. It was so much already and he had barely begun. If you weren’t so focused on his fingers at that moment, you could have sworn you heard him swallow saliva down impatiently.
“I was considering licking you up a bit to get you ready,” he breathed out, face painted the prettiest shade of pink. “But just look at you. I can’t believe you had the nerve to make fun of me when you’re already like this.”
He backed off from his previous task, tracing his fingernails teasingly up your legs. A quiver sparked in your core and bumps ran across your body, you felt your nipples perk up at his delicate touch and soft, a wispy moan escaped from your lips. His attention turned upward to your chest, eyeing the part of your body that was begging to be freed. Disregarding everything else, Sanemi started popping each one of your buttons off one by one while you squirmed.
“You’re really going to go this slow the whole time?” you whined, hoping to get him angry and moving quicker.
“I can go even slower if you keep being this bratty,” he pinched both of your freed nipples harshly as punishment, you felt the gravel below you gather as your back arched against his cruel hands. Blinking your tears away, you looked up to him as his shadow casted down on you. That look in his eyes held more hunger than you’d ever seen in another being.
One hand had steady control at the base of his cock, the other gripped for dear life to your hip as if it was the only thing keeping him conscious in the moment. An intense craving overtook you just from watching him fixate on your lower half, breathing erratic and eyes unhinged. You didn’t expect yourself to ache just from the desire this much, but just to add onto that he started smearing his precum on your clit in circles, making you throw your head back and bite your bottom lip to silence yourself.
With a shaky breath he mustered out, “You want to see my strength so badly? You just watch. You won’t last ten minutes without breaking down and begging for me.”
A sudden realization came to you as the singing of nearby birds fell on your ears, breaking your absorption for a split second. Embarrassingly late, you had almost forgotten where you two were.
“W-wait, you’re really going to do this here? What if someone walks up on us?” Your eyes shifted away. “That wouldn’t be very dignified for a pillar.”
“I don’t see a problem,” he allowed his heat to lay snuggly onto your folds and let his hips rock back and forth against you, the sounds it made emphasizing just how soaked you were. “And by the feel of it, that thought seems to get you going.” To accentuate his point further, he lifted off briefly and glided his tip across your slit with a quick motion, chuckling past his demeaning grin as your juices overflowed and left a sticky string connecting you two.
“Well, well. Let me know if it’s too much for you. I’ll give you what you need, I promise,” a startled gasp fell out of you as he grabbed both of your knees and force them up close to your head, exposing you entirely. The tip of his cock just barely prodded at your entrance before he pulled away and returned to his torment. “What kind of superior would I be if I didn’t tend to my subordinates?”
He started to rock back and forth on you, the carnal need your felt was almost painful. You could feel his veins run against you with each stroke he gave, causing your walls to clench around nothing. The way that his head just barely brushed up against your sensitive clit each time he thrusted was surely going to drive you mad at this rate. Your only weapon in this fight was your words.
“So what, you’re just going to keep doing this?” you breathed out, trying to keep your lust at bay. “Doesn’t seem like much fun.”
He scoffed at this, but past his glazed eyes you could make out that he was starting to struggle too. He lowered his body down, spreading your legs even more and testing your flexibility. You felt his lips on the base of your neck… at first you thought it was an attempt to hide his face. What caught you off guard was how that hot tongue licked all the way up to your ear, you felt his teeth threateningly trace along your lobe as you trembled and gasped. His breath blew against your ear and overwhelmed your senses for a brief second.
“I’ll show you ‘fun.’”
He hooked your legs around his arms, one hand massaging your breast tenderly and just as you were about to call his bluff-
“Shinazugawa-!!”
You felt his free hand reach down and pinch your clit roughly, his teeth clamped on your neck, biting and sucking at the tempting skin before him. Your writhing was enough motivation for him to continue his trail of marking all over your shoulders and chest. The way he toyed with you was too intense, if he didn’t have such a tight grip on your legs you would have fought out of his hold. You could feel his cock twitch against your entrance as you bit back your cries. Mercifully, you felt Sanemi let go of your abused clit and he backed off from marking you. You weren’t sure what expression he was making, your eyes were shut tight as you tried to recover but you could still hear his shaky breaths.
You had gathered yourself just in time to see him chewing on his lower lip as he went back to grinding against you. One eye had shut from the bliss, his hips shook, his self-restraint was obviously dangling on a thin thread. He rearranged his hold on you, now grasping at the back of your knees to keep you open for him as his stare focused on your sex. You were just about to call out his name to bring him back down, but the words were lost when you felt his thick tip prod at your entrance and press ever so slowly through you. Even if it was just the head, your body still clenched around him, finally getting the fill it wanted. You watched as his eyes fluttered and rolled back, lips wet from his salivation. Benefitting from Sanemi’s struggle, you decided to keep quiet and push your luck by bucking your hips gently against him, teasing whatever flesh you had inside you already. Both eyes closed as he let his mouth hang open in a silent response.
With eyes shut tight and brows furrowed, his weight shifted and his body gradually started to engulf you. His face told you he was desperately fighting against himself and just as you were starting to admire that cute expression he was making, his cock brushed right up against a sweet spot making you clench around him with a gasp. Broken, his eyes snapped open as he sunk in. He lost the battle against his urges, plunging deep inside and filling you completely. You were both breathing heavily, Sanemi buried his face into your shoulder while he collected himself.
“…Was that it?” you mocked with a whisper.
“Shut up!!”
He pulled out abruptly and slammed back in, forcing out a cry from your parted lips.
“Know your place, you forget who’s still in charge here.” To emphasize his point, he ground up harshly into you making your legs jolt reflexively.
He held onto the back of your knees more like reigns now, sensually rolling his hips upward into you as you got used to that stretch. His lust-blind eyes fixated on where his cock disappeared into you, scarred chest puffed out as he breathed. He didn’t start fully start thrusting into you yet,  he seemed to be savoring the feel of you. There was a hint of irritation in his face from your comment but it was buried in the look of pure bliss. Losing himself in the feeling, he let his head fall backward for a moment to drink you all in. Then it happened- he pulled out and aimed upward just right into you- a chocked sob escaped as your toes curled. He ruthlessly did it over and over again, his head still thrown back and ignoring your sounds.
Still trying to collect yourself from the assault on your sweet spot from inside, you felt a hand let go of one of your legs. With his head still lulled back, you jumped from the soft brush of his middle finger circling your bud once again- a light touch just enough to keep you aching for more. You could feel yourself swallowing him down. Unable to hold yourself back, you pinched your eyes closed to try and fight back tears. You could feel it- that build up, that sweetness- You couldn’t possibly conceal the way your belly contracted nor the way your nipples perked from the shivers from the incoming bliss. You could feel yourself clench around him with each plunge he took- each inch he pushed into you rapidly- you were starting to lose focus on everything else, your mind rushed-
“Ah ah,” Sanemi’s mocking voice broke through your hazy thoughts just as he jerked out of you with a wet pop. Throwing your head to the side, you bit your lower lip to muffle a disappointed whine. You side eyed him with furrowed brows as he laughed at your reaction. “Well? Ready to give up?” You absolutely hated that stupid smile in that moment.
You straightened your attention and didn’t give him the honor of a response. Snickering at your lack of reply, Sanemi rubbed his cock against your drooling entrance while watching for your reaction. He waited until you caught your breath, until your orgasm was out of sight again, and then once more slowly pushed back into you for another round. Slow, shallow thrusts beat back into you as his glazed eyes watched you. You tried not to look desperate but you couldn’t help it when those sobs fell from you. His pace quickened once again from the sight and sound of you holding back.
“Just… just ask nicely,” he gasped out between hard thrusts. “I’ll give you what you want.”
You couldn’t allow yourself to answer him verbally, too afraid that you would betray yourself and beg for more. You weren’t about to lose. You sucked on your lower lip to distract yourself, shaking your head as steadily as you possibly could.
“So stubborn…”
He hooked his arms around your legs again, calloused hands reached down to kneaded at your perked breasts. You couldn’t distract yourself from all of this no matter how hard you tried. Juices poured down your sides, tickling your sensitive skin as it went. That same nectar stuck to his lower stomach and trickled down off his balls, a cold feeling kissed your skin with each contact. You would never admit defeat, but the way he was stirring you up perfectly inside was unfair. At this point you gave in to whatever he wanted to do to you without struggling or pushing your limits, there was a benefit to it after all. You were losing focus again, he was rewarding you over and over again by brushing up against your sweet spot just right. Shattered breaths fell from your lips and your eyes watered from the overwhelming pleasure. Surely you were becoming delirious because you suddenly felt his lips brush against yours…
Completely against himself, his lips brushed up against you once more before consuming you entirely while still keeping his tempo. The feeling of his mouth against yours tasted so sweet, even better when his tongue licked against you for permission. He backed away enough to look you in the eyes, his own heavy and pleading silently. Mustering up the rest of your strength, you leaned forward awkwardly into his kiss, his groan poured into you, your intoxicated tongues intertwining before separating.
He started to shake again, his movements became frenzied against his will, past your panting whimpers you could have sworn you heard him rasp out, “…I can’t…”
He had loosened his grip just enough for you to slide your legs free and wrap them around his waist. It was a miracle you didn’t break down right then and there from how deep he was going in, but you were too succumbed by the exhaustion to make anything coherent come out of your mouth. His hands planted themselves on both sides of your face, his back bowed as he ground up into your heat faster. That release was starting to build up again, this time you could feel his building up just as fast. You could feel the sensation of him twitching inside you with every other plunge, you silently prayed he would allow you to release this time.
Foreheads pressed together, damp white hair clung to your brow, both of you gave in to one another. Mind was foggy, nothing else in the world mattered, you could feel your heartbeat in your throat when you felt him slide his damp hands up and unhook the belt inelegantly. Finally freed, hands were thrown around him and clawing at his back as you felt that sweet wave seize your entire being. Legs shook and toes curled as you buried your face into his shoulder to drown out your scream. Your walls swallowed him down as he continued bucking into you, letting you ride out your high.
Moving your forehead to his shoulder, you could see his abdomen twitching past your blurred vision. Behind you, his nails clawed at the bamboo franticly as he choked out a hoarse moan. It was an odd feeling, his release flowing in you, but the sensation just made your ecstasy more intense as you started to come down from your orgasm. A gasping mess peppered with shudders… you let the warmth of it all envelope you. You cared about nothing else in that moment.
“…Oi, wake up,” the rumble of his voice made you perk up just enough.
You were still relishing in that afterglow as you opened your eyes to look at him. Although he was faced towards you, his eyes were glaring away off to the side with an aching look. You shuddered as he gently pulled out of you, his cum leaking onto the earth below you as he went. Wide eyes darting to his work, Sanemi went just a shade more red than before. You were too tired to make fun of him as you watched him cover his blush with one hand.
“…On your feet,” he straightened himself out again as he started to button up your uniform for you. “We need to get you cleaned up.”
“Cleaned?” you groaned out. Your throat was too dry now, agonizing to speak. You didn’t want to speak let alone move.
“Yeah,” Sanemi rolled his eyes. “I can’t have my tsuguko looking like a hot mess.”
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Incubus Sanemi Shinazugawa x chubby! fem reader
tw//: 3.5k words! summoning rituals, swearing, masturbation, teasing, wet dreams, mentions of overstimulation, slight somnophilia, handjobs, phantom touching (involves a mirror), cliffhanger
authors note: MIGHT have multiples parts
Sacrificing the blood of a virgin to please a demon! Those words played in your head over and over again. The number of times your friends explained it, you couldn't fathom the idea. Summoning a demon is all they talked about, imagining the countless possibilities of a demon summoning ritual whether it was good or bad. Horror was their favourite movie genre and they fawned over the oversexualized demons shown on screen. You don't know if it's the raging hormones or the fact that your friends are weird—you'll still love them if that was the case. Numerous times, you passed off the topic, for movies and snacks. Drunk nights didn't help your situation either—the conversations getting weirder and repetitive.
Weeks passed and your friends offered to spend the night at your place for movie night. You couldn't say no to the company since you were bored. Hours since plans were made, you set up your living room. For years, you know what is always needed for movie night, snacks, comfort, and lighting.
The couches were already in position so the girls could sleep soundly if need be. Occasionally, you would share your bed since it was big enough for you three. Once everything was done and looked perfect, you settled on one of your couches, scrolling through social media on your phone. You ignored most of the posts, liking the ones you found interesting and took pictures of your setup. Until a knock at your door pulls you away. Clad in a tank top and short shorts, you threw your phone on the couch, hearing it bounce a couple of times. Opening the door wide, you see Shinobu and Mitsuri, standing in the doorway. In Shinobu's hands, she held questionable items in plastic bags, unlike the brown bags Mitsuri carried in hers.
"Sorry, we're late. Mitsuri wanted more snacks so she made some sakura mochi and dango," Shinobu explained. You let out a hum, mouth watering for Mitsuri's sweet.
"You know me, I love my sakura mochi and dango," The girl confessed, cheerfully.
"It's fine. I ordered a pizza too if you don't mind. It should be here in a few minutes," You said, inviting them inside. They settled in as if they lived with you. Like naughty roommates, they raided your kitchen where you kept your snacks on the counters. Mitsuri was the big eater out of the three of you and you knew the snacks would disappear in minutes. Shinobu sets her plastic bags on another counter where you leaned on your elbow. Raising a brow, you point at the bags. "What's in the plastic bags?"
The two girls shared a glance. Shinobu answers, "Oh just some...stuff,"
"Stuff? Let me see," You checked the bag for yourself, pulling out not one but five purple candles and white chalk. You also found a metal bowl, needles and a box of matches. Tossing the matches at Shinobu and chortled. "What the hell is all this, Shinobu? Are these wisteria scented candles?"
"Ah-ah! careful with the merchandise, Y/n! Candles help me relax especially wisteria," The woman cried, catching the matches with both hands. You didn't allow her to ignore your question and asked again. This time, Shinobu looked at Mitsuri, hogging on the ice cream from the container.
Then you remembered the ritual and asked, a finger poking a candle. "Wait-this stuff is for that weird demon ritual you guys were talking about a few weeks ago, isn't it? I remember you said wisteria was involved in the ritual,"
At first, the girls denied it, shaking their heads side to side. While you couldn't get your friend to confess, your eyes fell on Mitsuri. Holding your hips, you leaned in staring Mitsuri down. Mitsuri is smiling whilst her lips are wrapped around a spoon. Gazing back at Shinobu, your hands pulled her cheeks apart, making the girl whine out of annoyance. "Let a girl know about your evil schemes before you go behind her back, kay!"
"Oh no! I'm so sorry ma'am! it won't happen again," You said, trying to imitate your purple haired friend's voice. You squished her cheeks together so it looked like her lips were moving to your teasing. Releasing her face, you pat her face and flicked Mitsuri on the forehead. "You too, Mitsuri,"
"Ow, y/n-"
"Wait-you're not mad?" Asked Shinobu, rubbing her face. Shaking your head, you chuckled.
"Why would I be mad? You guys do weird shit all time. Who am I to judge when I do weird shit too," You answered with a shrug of your shoulders. The two girls smiled ear to ear, dismissing the pain you inflicted on them briefly. For a time, you settled on laying out everything the girls bought with them just for them—thought it will be hard to refuse them later on. "But I am mad that you didn't think to tell me before you brought these things into my home. This is not an occult club. You're lucky I love you guys or else you would be kicked outside."
"We're sorry," The girls said in unison, earning a pat on their shoulders. "We won't do it again,"
"Now we're getting somewhere, thank you." You smiled, hugging them close. "Well, now that we have that out of the way, we can do your little ritual thingy first since it's quicker,"
"Oh yay!" Mitsuri cheers, closing the ice cream tub. She puts the ice cream back in your fridge and snatched Shinobu's plastic bags. She gently pushed you aside and picked a clearing on your floor. She carefully dumps the contents all over the floor.
"You do realize that you're the virgin sacrifice, right?" Shinobu mentioned.
"And you do realize that this is all fake and I'm just playing along, right?" You added on, hopping onto your counter. You waited, watching the girls set up their items on your floor. Your legs swing back and forth, occasionally hitting the cabinets below. They needed silence so they muted your tv just as the news appeared on the screen. Shinobu drew a pentagram using chalk and Mitsuri placed the wisteria candles around the circle. She didn't light them until Shinobu directs you to the middle of the pentagram. You were surprised to see how fast it took for it to be done.
"The instructions we found online said that the sacrifice should be here. Lie down on your back and give me your finger," Shinobu instructs you and you did. Making sure to be careful with the chalk, you slowly lowered yourself and laid down on your back. As for your finger, you held it out, not expecting Shinobu to prick it with a needle.
"Ow, you bitch! Warn me next time," You yelped.
"You're fine, it's just a prick," Shinobu used the blood from your finger and draws a symbol on your forehead. After Mitsuri lights the candles, you froze. One wrong move will result in your hair or clothes catching on fire. Your friends take their place, sitting across from each other, one on each side. Mitsuri mouthed comforting words, and Shinobu recited an incantation. Blinking, you rest one hand on your stomach and the other one sits on your chin with your finger in your mouth.
Lord of darkness. We offer you this virgin—blah blah blah. Are the lines you can remember, too distracted by your bloody finger. You suckled on your blood, hearing the ritual continue on and on. Shinobu would then stretch her hands by her side along with Mitsuri and chant the incantation over and over again faultlessly.
Did they rehearse or something? Your eyes would move between the girls, voices growing in volume. It's strange, to hear no laughter nor mispronunciation of the words—spoken in a language you couldn't recognise or understand. Suddenly the candles exhausted their flames. You flinched, releasing a rasp and shot up on your palms. The space became dim, the muted tv serving as the main light source throughout the room.
"What the fuck was that?" You shouted, voice sounding spooked. Mitsuri and Shinobu glanced at each other. Neither knew anything about the strange phenomenon. You were on edge but rest assured a knock at your door brought you back to reality. It was the pizza you ordered for delivery. Mitsuri jumped up on her feet to collect the money you left aside for the pizza.
"Hi! Thank you for the pizza!" Mitsuri greeted and bowed. She handed him the money in exchange for the pizza. "Oh, it smells so yummy! Thanks again, Mr Pizza Guy! Have a great night!"
"Anyways, I found a bunch of movies for tonight," Shinobu pointed out, gesturing to your little setup. "We should get this little party started,"
Nodding your head, you retreated to the bathroom to wash your face. You kept a first aid kit under your sink and found the bandages in a little box. Wrapping the bandage around your finger, you smooth the bumps down. For the next ten minutes, you helped your friends carry the food to your sofas, blankets and pillows too. You sat down with your tv remote in hand. Shinobu took over the screen and would ask if you and Mitsuri wanted to pick from her selections. You picked the movie midsommar sitting at the bottom of Shinobu's list. Mitsuri couldn't decide on what movie she wanted to watch and settled on your pick. 
Meanwhile, in the depths of all that seemed evil and choleric, the realm the humans called hell housed firey ghouls and demons. Powerful but horrid creatures or doomed souls condemned to their eternal suffering. Near the flaming rivers, a lonely incubus would awake from his deep sleep. How he awoke is unknown to the other creatures lurking in the deep but to him, it's so simple. After dreaming for so long, he was finally offered a sacrifice—an exquisite one.
"It's about damn time, you little shits-" He spoke amidst the middle of a loud yawn. He yearned for this moment and already he's intrigued by you. For Sanemi, this meant a lot. It gives him a gateway to earth instead of terrorizing his little brother to alleviate his boredom. Weary demonic eyes, found his window to see into the human world. 
He could see into your little apartment and your two little friends keeping you company. Dressed in those shorts and that tank top, the demon's temptation grows more and more with the sight of your skin and his tongue traced his lips, hungrily. Plump in all the right places, voluptuous and pure—all for him, sent blood rushing to his cock. Watching you spread on your sofa, You jumped in your spot as a gruesome scene played on the screen. Your arms stretched over your face using your shirt as a shield and you whined. The action showed your ribcage little by little. 
Fascinated. The demon leaned in a little more, catching a glimpse of the underside of your breast after your hand got caught in your shirt. A soft groan would leave his lips, and a clawed hand slowly travels over his crotch. Watching on, your body would turn on its side, thighs clamped together and arms cuddled around you, you let out a yawn as your movie continued. Eventually, you chowed down on a dango stick when Mitsuri offered. Your teeth bite down on a ball and pull it off its stick.
"These taste amazing Mitsuri!" You moaned, taking another ball into your mouth. Seeing your pink tongue poking out from between your lips, made the demon's cock twitch against his hand.
"Fucking hell-" The demon whispered, grinding into his palm, imagining it was your hand instead. Moving his fingers, his gaze never leaving you and his cock stood when he pushed his loincloth to the side. An aroused sigh rumbles in his chest, fisting and pumping his cock deliberately. Something thick in his throat forced him to swallow in an attempt to subdue his sweet lust for pleasure. He wished it was your cunt squeezing him, milking him for all he's got.
Beads of precome oozed from his tip and ran down his shaft, coating every one of his fingers. He hissed, paying no mind to those who heard him moan. He has no shame whatsoever, throwing his head back. Moans drown out the souls falling into hell around him. 
"Oh Y/n, you should have a bite! It's a donut (psst...rengoku) bun with whip cream inside," Mitsuri offered a bite of her bun. You leaned in, sinking your teeth into the bun and to the demon's dismay, cream from the bun spilt all over your chest.
"Oh, shit-" You and Mitsuri squealed, followed by laughter. Swiping the cream off your cleavage, you sucked it off your fingers, compelling another groan from the incubus. More of his slick seeped and his free hand would cup his balls, fondling them in his grip. Stroking his cock, Sanemi quickens the pace of his hand, feeling the prominent veins on his shaft pulsating and his desire roils like wildfire. His lips stretched into a grin as his mind was set on claiming your body for himself.
"I'm so sorry y/n. I had no idea it was gonna make a mess," Misturi apologized, handing a napkin.
"It's alright Suri!" Laughing it off, you licked the last of the cream off your fingers and wiped your finger on the napkin. It's what sent Sanemi over the edge. Never in his existence has Sanemi come so fast. He groaned lowly, spurts sprayed hitting his chest and covering his tip. Hot thick globes rolled down his shaft painting his red skin white. A fanged smile stuck on his blissed face, heavy pants and his cock still pulsing in his fist. 
And with that, he journeyed above the underworld. Patience is all that was required of him and all will be his. For you, it meant absolute torture. At first, you denied his presence as you carried on with your life, working your ass off and earning money to pay for your everyday living. As for the ritual, it slipped your mind after your friends left your apartment, leaving you alone with Sanemi. To you, it was fake—written by freaks on the internet to drive people insane. But in time you'd later regret that. 
Sanemi would make signs. Possessing objects in your apartment and messing with your head. Every night, he'd watch you sleep but not once would he let you rest without him granting you a taste of what he's capable of. It starts as phantom touches, his hands running up on your ankles to the heftiness of your thighs. The closer he got between your legs, he stops sending shivers throughout your entire body. He's a tease, only leaning back to enjoy the show. Tainting your skin is his love marks, red and purple hickeys that you hid with more layers of clothing—even makeup. Along with the marks are scratches and bruises lined on your thighs. 
Sanemi carried on this behaviour for weeks and some nights you would never sleep at all. Clueless of the cause, you spent those sleepless nights huddled in a blanket and a cup of coffee to keep you awake. Google also became your best friend, frantically scouring the internet for answers. This messes with Sanemi's patience until he plagues your thoughts with the image of him fucking you. Thoughts that have you hot and bothered, hands trembling down your body.
"What's h-happening to me!" You question, pushing your underwear aside. 
You were no strange to masturbating, although you never plunged your fingers inside you. Only rubbing outside of your underwear, tracing your lower lips and rolling your breast in your hands did the trick—most of the time. Watching you through your mirror, Sanemi hums as your fingers disappear in your cunt, your slick glistening your pretty lips and the calling of his name. Lying face down and ass up, you whimper whilst the new sensation of your fingers moving made a mess beneath you.
Come on my pretty little human. Say my name. Moan for me pretty girl. Sanemi snickered from inside the mirror.
"Sanemi!...s-sanemi," You cried out, overstimulating yourself to an extent. Mouth pooling with drool and cheeks stained with your tears, you parted your fingers to feel your gummy walls stretch. You'd imagined what sanemi's cock felt like inside, his cum filling you to the brim. "Please...sanemi,"
Your cries and mewls were music to Sanemi's ears so much that he couldn't take it anymore. One night, he appears in your bedroom, crawling out of the mirror that is standing in the corner of your bedroom. He's tall, his body littered with scars all over his chest, arms and face. A pair of dark black wings stretched out and black curve horns barely scratched the ceiling.  Wings blocking the moonlight, his shadow obscured your safe space. Sanemi's eyes fall on you sleeping in your bed, affected by him invading your mind. You mutter in your sleep, mostly his first name.
"Sanemi...sanemi," You said repeatedly, body tossing and turning every few seconds. The demon snickers, running his hands up your ankle to your juicy thigh still beneath the covers. He grips it, hearing you let out a squirm. Tugging the covers off you ever so slowly, your skin shivers and goosebumps began to form. Sanemi drools over your curves clothed in your f/c nightdress.
"Such a sweet little human," The creature smirked, feeling his anticipation rive inside him. "You're a difficult one. I'd give you that," 
Taking your jaw into his hand, Sanemi pressed a light kiss on top of yours. A sweet display of affection that was sure to be the first of many. It makes you smile right as Sanemi stops invading your mind, granting you a moment of peace. However, it was time for the real thing.
Leaning over your body, Sanemi's clawed finger loops under the strap of your nightdress and starts to pull it down. Still moving down, Sanemi comes upon a realisation once he reveals your chest. Your breast bounced when free, nipples perking from the cold. No bra huh? He said internally, groping your mounds with his colossal hands. His fingers would pinch your nipples then tug. Twirling them between the pad of his finger and thumb, Sanemi's long tongue stuck out when his lips brushed your collarbone. Lathering your beautiful skin in his saliva, the incubus is set on torturing your pure heart and soul. He made sure to leave bright new marks over the old ones fading away but refuses to bite you—at least not right now.
When Sanemi's head meets the valley of your chest, Sanemi dips his head to the side and takes a nipple into his mouth. Circling the bud, he watched your face still lost in sleep. He wonders how long it will take for you to wake up because of him. One hand would abandon your breast just to tear off the rest of your nightdress leaving you in your underwear. A loud rip should've roused you out of slumber yet you stayed still.
That lingering hand would cup your clothed pussy, feeling it dampened from his touch. His fingers drew circles on the wet spot making you stir in your sleep—finally some movement. He kissed his way down, loving every inch of your smooth skin, caressing your soft tummy and getting closer to your forbidden fruit. Lying fully on his stomach, his nose sniffed the air. By the gods, he could smell your arousal. The aroma is so intoxicating his mouth watered and his dick harder. Rubbing his nose on the waistband of your panties, he takes a big sniff. 
"Oh fuck," He groaned, loudly and takes another big sniff.
Like a mad man deprived of a good meal, he laps up the soaked material, grinding his nose on your clit taking in more of your alluring fragrance. Tasting so sweet, he tears your panties off with his teeth and dips his tongue between your folds. Prying your thighs further apart, he pushed his face in more, sucking up your delicious slick. He poked you with the tip of his slippery tongue, wriggling it before he wrap his lips around your clit. Sinfully noises filled Sanemi's pointy ears with your legs closing on his head. Sneaking a hand between your thigh, he slips a finger inside your pussy and instantly feels your walls clamp down. 
Sanemi grins, parting from your clit with a pop. "You're really clamping down on my finger, princess," 
Looming over your face, Sanemi eyes you sleeping whilst his finger prods inside you. He's surprised you haven't woken up yet. It's boring not seeing your face twist in pleasure. With a click of his tongue, he adds another finger that made your body twitch. A soft moan is the only sound Sanemi could pick up, halting his ministrations. His wings flopped by his side in annoyance, and the demon frowns. Somehow, Sanemi is not enticed by the idea of taking you in your sleep, especially in a small space. He wants you to watch him make you feel good on his cock. He wants you to scream his names so other demons knew who you belong to.
This was not fun at all
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There’s something so carnal and primal thinking about Sanemi who smells like a real man. It’s different to the way Tengen douses himself in potent oils, the flowery scent that follows Mitsuri or the clean scent of a fresh Giyuu.
His sweat mixed with the rice bran he used days ago to bathe, lingers on his skin and driving you crazy when it laces with his natural musk. Completely unaware of just how much it affects you until he’s got you pressed to the ground, his forearm wrapped around your neck and his armpit so close that you moan. Eyes rolling as you inhale deeply and Sanemi’s looking down at you in shock when you turn in his grip to bury your nose in his hairy pit.
God, you really are a sick freak.
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Hallway
~🖤🔞🖤~ Sanemi x reader 
~{ Anal, degrading, potty mouth Sanemi, semi-public sex, Sanemi is a big bully, domination, oral, manhandling, unprotected sex}~
‼️Minors dni! NSFW under the cut‼️ —————————————————————————— “Oi!”
A booming voice shouted from behind you, it made you jump a little and you turned to see Sanemi stomping back towards you. The permanent look of displeasure on his face was even stronger than usual and you wondered what the hell you could have done in the last 10 seconds after walking past him to piss him off.
Your heart thumped hard as he approached you, making you back up into the hallway wall, he stoped just a few inches away, glaring down with annoyance “the hells your problem?” He spat and you blinked confused “what?” You asked, clearly lost “What?” he mocked back. Sanemi clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, of course you’re too fucking dumb to know what you’d done. “What’s your problem with me?” He scowled, slamming his fist against the wall next to your head, a gust of air washing over you from the force “you should greet someone when you walk past em ya know!” He continued and you raised a brow, that’s what he was so pissed over? Because you didn’t say hi in the hallway??
“Do you think you’re better than me? Huh? Too good to great me?!”
He growled, leaning down to face level, dark eyes baring into your soul. You put your hands up defensively and turned your head down slightly to try increase the gap between your faces “o-of course not!” You felt so small, so intimidated sandwiched between a concrete wall and a wall of angry hashira. Your eyes fell to a scarred chest, shirt wide open to his lower stomach, the faint smell of sweat and musk coming from him and suddenly your cheeks began to burn.
“You should learn some manners”
he said with a scoff, spare hand coming to grip your face around the jaw and you squeaked as he forced your eyes back to him “pay attention when you’re being spoken to!”. You tried your best to avoid his searing gaze but with your face pined in one spot it was proving difficult “s-sorry” you don’t really know why you’re apologising but it’s all that would come out. Sanemi suddenly started chuckling which soon erupted into a full blown laugh “no fucking way!” His hand left your jaw to cover his face as he laughed in yours “are you fucking blushing right now?!” Oh shit, he’d noticed and now you were blushing even more “no! I’m just-“ “just nothing! You’re blushing and it’s fucking obvious oh my god I should have known” he cut you off before you could explain…or actually make up an excuse.
Both his hands now caged you in between him, a vicious grin plastered on his lips “does this turn you on?“ he growled and you swallowed hard, you couldn’t say no, you couldn’t really say much at all. You’d had a burning crush on him since day one and this was probably one of the first times being so close to him, your brain was having a hard time managing your emotions let alone formulating words. You shook your head but Sanemi wasn’t buying it
“liar”
he whispered, suddenly grabbing you by the wrist and swinging you around so that he was against the wall “seams as you’re enjoying this so much….” the sound of his belt being undone had your head snapping down to his waist “you can make yourself useful for once” he continued, grabbing you by the hair and forcing you to the ground.
Your knees hit the hard floor as you came face to face with his crotch “w-wait sanemi?!” You struggled against his grip “what? Ya think I’m gonna stop?” He laughed finally freeing his cock. Your brain going blank as you saw the thing in his hand, no longer than average but a girth that was almost inhuman, his own hand barely reaching around it. Sanemi stroked himself slowly as he watched the awe on your face while you looked at his cock, it filled him with a strong sense of pride “we-we’re in the hallway…anyone could come” you perked up, worry lacing your voice and turning your head away when he poked the velvety head against your cheek.
Sanemi huffed in amusement “ya think I give a fuck? Maybe you’ll learn some manners this way huh?” He got a firmer grip on your hair and turned you back to him, forcing his fat cock against your lips and slapping it against you, slick pre cum spreading like a lewd lipstick over your puffed lips. You opened your mouth slightly, sticking your tongue out just a way past your bottom lip, reluctantly taking him on your tongue.
Sanemi sighed at the contact but the gentle kitten licks you were giving only rilled him up more “tsk..you’re worried about being caught in the hallway but at this rate you won’t get me to cum for an hour!” He groaned and pushed himself into your mouth deeper with force, his thickness spreading your jaw to it’s limit. You moaned around him in shock as he invaded your mouth, fat head bumping the back of your tongue. You blinked away the beginning of tears and began moving up and down, feeling the veins along his cock against your lips.
Sanemi rolled his hips off the wall along with your movements, his head lolling back against the wall in pleasure as he took in the feeling of your soft tongue against him. “Shit..that’s more like it” he smirked and loosened his grip on your hair as you began to take over, loosing your sense of anxiety and reluctance in favour of working more moans out of the man. The sun was setting now and casting a warm hue over you both, Sanemi’s face highlighted in the golden hour glow. You suddenly took in as much of him as you could, his tip reaching down your throat and you held it there until you gagged, constricting around the most sensitive part of his cock which had him fisting the fabric of his pants.
You let him fuck your throat for a moment before pulling off him and gasping a breath, his eyes were dark and lidded now. A drop of pre cum oozed from him which you eagerly lapped up, his cock jumping at the returned touch “fuckk” he drawled before picking you up from the floor. He swiftly swung you over his shoulder and kicked open the door next to you both, it was a store cupboard with a few folded futons, a table and some shelves with boxes and spare items. The door slammed behind you both making you jump, Sanemi dropped you onto the table with him between your legs before he gripped your face once again and crashed his lips with yours, ending it with a firm bite of your bottom lip. Your shirt was ripped open abruptly before your bra was pulled down exposing yourself to him, Sanemi was using your body for his own pleasure, fondling you any way he wanted, leaving bite marks and hickies in his path, pulling your clothing away when it got in his way.
Your panties were soaked at this point, having touched everywhere but the one spot you wanted most, any faint rub against your core sending flutters through you. As he played with your tits you tried to grind against his waist, feeling his member flexing below you and filling you with desperate need “the hell are you doing?” He chastised “don’t be so impatient bitch, you’ll get what you’re given and be happy for it” he slapped the inside of your thigh hard, practically making you scream from the sting. He flipped your skirt up to eye your underwear which was basically dripping with wetness from the large wet patch on your centre and he laughed at the sight
“Jesus do you have any dignity? Soaking yourself like this just from sucking my cock? What a fucking slut”
His condescending tone had your ears burning to the tips “I bet ya think I’m gonna fuck you don’t ya?” He asked snidely, laughing when your expression turned to confusion “awwh don’t look at me like that, you should be grateful I’m even touching you”. He flipped you over and pushed you down against the desk, your ass presented to him over the edge. He slapped the flesh hard before pulling your panties from you, a string of slick following the fabric “here’s what I’m gonna do” he bent over and spoke into your ear as he stroked his cock between your wet lips.
“I’m gonna get my cock nice and wet from your desperate little cunt and then I’m gonna stick it in your ass and fuck it. You’re gonna make me feel real good as an apology for being such a disrespectful bitch and you’ll be happy I’m even giving you my cock”
his words sent a flourish of excitement to your core making you clench around nothing “o…okay” you mumbled “good girl” Sanemi purred and slapped his length against your clit, making you jump at the harsh touch each time. Once he was satisfied his cock was wet enough he gripped your ass and spread you, exposing everything to him which made you bury your face in your arms. He hummed in approval before spitting on your hole and rubbing it around with his cock head, you were suddenly getting cold feet as the reality set in…he said he was gonna fuck your ass? You’d never done that before and now with him prodding at your entrance you didn’t know if you could.
You wiggled uncomfortably when he started pressing inside “keep still or I won’t go easy on you!” He held you still with one hand on your lower back, his length now just pushing past your tightness, it kinda stung, the tight stretching sensation making your thighs squeeze together. “Hmm t-that hurts” you whimpered but he ignored you, pushing more until his tip was now inside, exhaling hard when you squeezed around him “fuuckk so fucking tight for me” Your feet squirmed together as you fidgeted while you became accustomed to the feeling, you were feeling inpatient at his slow pace, just wanting the stretching feeling to be over.
Behind the feeling of being split on his cock was a swelling pleasure, a feeling of fullness deep inside that you wanted to chase so bad. You pushed yourself down more on his length before Sanemi was prepared, making him moan sinfully “h-holly fucking shit” he covered his mouth to stifle his moans, he didn’t want you thinking you had any power over him but shit did that feel good. The tightness of your ass was almost unbearable and he was honestly worried he might cum in a pathetic record time. He slammed his palms either side of your hips and pinned you down with his body “now who the fuck said you could do that?” He scolded while he pushed more in making you moan so loud he had to cover your mouth himself.
“Slut..getting so drunk on my cock up your ass?”
He was almost to the hilt now, his hand gripped tightly around your mouth as more moans rolled in your throat
“Jesus maybe one day you’ll make a mediocre corpse member but you’ll always be a cock loving whore right? Maybe you should just quit, become my personal fuck toy…shit that’d be nice huh? You’d never have to think about anything again other than using this perfect little hole to please me whenever I ask..sounds good right?”
He went on, maybe he was talking so much to distract from the tightness in his crotch that threatened to spill the second he moved in you. You nodded to his word’s dumbly, absentmindedly agreeing to whatever he said as all that swirled in your mind was how full you felt deep inside you, how he sat heavy in your walls and occasionally twitched. He gave a testing roll of his hips which made you both moan in unison, Sanemi sinking his teeth hard into your shoulder, he could feel how your pussy’s wetness was dripping down your thighs and his balls.
After a moment the coil in his stomach had died down just enough for him to slowly start fucking into you “aren’t you lucky? Having a hashira fuck your ass? You should be thanking me!” He proudly smiled watching the way your hole sucked him in when he moved. Hot tears pooled in your eyes and your hands gripped the ledge of the desk in front of you “t-thank you! Thank..you Sanemi, I’m so lucky” you said lecherously, your body jerking with each smack of his hips into yours. The feeling of him in your ass was so different to anything else you’d felt, it was making your pussy sop with slick and your clit throb with want, you reached down to play with yourself but your hand was quickly snatched back and slammed down “ah ah what the fuck did I say? This is for me! As an apology, you don’t get to touch yourself..if ya wanna cum you’ll have to do it from my cock alone! Too bad if not”. You whined in protest and looked at Sanemi over your shoulder, flashing him an innocent expression which made him slow down and glare at the adorable look on your face, it made his nose scrunch in annoyance.
He snapped his hips into you harshly, pushing you right against the ledge of the desk to the point your feet could barely touch the floor anymore. “Don’t fucking look at me like that you little bitch” he resumed the bruising pace with sweat that dripped down to his chin, you moaned into your palms when you realised your clit was now being bumped against the desk. Your eyes rolled into your head as you finally got the stimulation you wanted, it was harsh but you were so sensitive it was doing the job so you chased it. Your legs beginning to shake uncontrollably and you felt it getting closer, every time your pussy clenched so did your ass around his cock which drove him fucking insane. His balls were feeling so tender at this point, on the cusp of spilling any moment “Sanemi…feels so…so good, your cock in my ass is amazing..t-thank you thank you!” you unconsciously drawled, high on lust.
“H-holy shit..you’re gon make me bust if you talk filth like that”
he growled, hunching over you, making his movements more like slow deep humps than actual thrusts. Your clit was being gently dragged against the ledge drawing you to the very edge  “f-fuuck I’m-im gonna cum” you mumbled “shit yeah? Me too, crap you feel so fucking good” he clawed at the desk. You soon shuddered and practically screamed out a choked moan when your pussy clenched around nothing, slick dribbling down to his balls which were tightening with his own impending orgasm.
He gripped your hip hard as his hips jerked harshly with every twitch of his dick that was spilling white deep into your hole, his jaw hanging open in silent choked out whines. You could feel it, feel his cum settling in you and the way his cock was continuing to twitch, Sanemi finally let out a low groan as the final globs emptied from him. He panted hard over you as you both rested from your highs, he felt himself blushing pretty hard as it all settled in and he saw your face blissed out and exhausted below him.
He pulled back, seeing his own liquid seeping around his cock and he bit his lip before pulling out, watching your legs trembling under your weight. The view of you bent over the desk with your ass on display, little abused hole twitching around nothing it could have been enough to make him hard again if he wasn’t so spent.
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Tags Nobody asked for: Implied Noncon(idek) Chubby reader, Predator kink.
Part Two
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“You actually find me attractive?”
The very second that question left your lips you replayed it again in your mind. Were you really that pathetic in a situation such as this.
The clearly feral and panting man— fanning warm breaths on your face, his large callous hands slowly ripping your uniform. Eyes alive and bloodshot, pupils shrunk as if ravaging you was pure instinct.
You shouldn’t feel this way.
But you felt elated…
A man that YOU alone seduced, and you hardly did anything to deserve it.
You were chubby, round cheeks and jiggly pretty much everywhere. You didn’t stand out, you didn’t cause a fuss, you did what you were told and you were just some mizunoto slayer… Just a weak one that hadn’t climbed any rank.
Shinazugawa approached you first.
Offering to train you.
It was like he was the only man who saw you.
So of course, you cooked for him at any chance you could. Maybe you did doll yourself up more frequently, and maybe, yes, maybe…
You did switch over to the girl’s uniform skirt.
You didn’t dare to before, but with the new “confidence” of being train by Sanemi Shinazugawa convinced you that you were ready for new look.
A cute skirt, that of course was pulled up in the back thanks to the thickness of your behind.
But you weren’t a skinny Mitsuri or a small Shinobu.
You didn’t feel wanted.
But maybe he can change that.
A smile tugs on your lips, as your cute fingers run over his cheeks as you look at the man before you in admiration.
His eyes are glued on yours; your hair and clothes slightly dirtied from when he pushed you down.
You seemed happy?
With him hovering on top of you, wearing one of his many twisted grins. You were actually welcoming him.
I mean who do you think you were? tempting him like that? The man only had a simple crush and you just had to become the perfect woman for him.
Even with him plucking out the buttons of your uniform, and revealing your plush skin to him; you didn’t even look at him with contempt.
Making him dinner? His bed could have instantly become yours.
It was always you.
He relished the touch of your hand on his cheek, While, unbuckling the skirt around your hips.
“What kind of stupid question is that” He rasps, grabbing hold of the skirt and the waistband of your panties. The touch of him sending pleasurable shocks through you. “You’re so responsive too”
He mutters that to himself. His one track mind dead set on feeling your soft body for himself.
You close your eyes and grin, a small tear of only bliss leaving your eye.
Even if he’s just using you, you are still happy.
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Notes: Why does a sentence delete when you hit return? Is that a normal thing? Anyway, thanks for reading. I almost never do darker themes.
Part Two
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muzans-stuff · 2 years
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I want to wake up to a hair down giyuu
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ripperdoc-is-daddy · 2 years
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Ohagi and chill Pt.1
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You spend time with the Shinazugawa bros. Fluff, Wholesome, some non s3xual intimacy, Minor s3xual intimacy, Snog session, brief mentions of nudity, swearing, Reader is a black female.  MINORS DNI
“It had been a month since the gelato incident.  You did eventually replace it. You hadn’t wanted to but you had been played so well by him, that you just had to do it. Once again you were in Sanemi’s house. You had texted him earlier letting him know you were coming over and wanted to spend some time together.” Prologue  pt2 pt3
It had been a month since the gelato incident.  You did eventually replace it. You hadn’t wanted to, but you had been played so well by Sanemi that you just had to do it. Sanemi was a dick when he wanted to be.  Also, too damn smart. Which was great for his job but not so great for you when he decided to be mischievous. After that day, an unspoken rule was established. Don’t touch the after-work snacks. If you did, you better have a replacement before he noticed.  
Once again, you were in Sanemi’s house. You had texted him earlier, letting him know you were coming over and wanted to spend some time together. Otherwise, you were going to grab the laundry you had left there the other day when your dryer had died, and he’d just told you to use his. He’d texted back that it was cool to go ahead and make yourself comfortable. He’d wanted to spend some time with you anyways. It had been a few days, and he missed you.
You loved the fact that he was so open with his feelings. To others, he was a fierce, sarcastic menace to society. For you, he was an open book. He is honest and open about his feelings. Still a sarcastic ass, but he was loving, caring and gentle when he needed to be. The two of you were Intune with each other, and it was a great feeling to be in such a happy and healthy relationship. You thanked your lucky stars; the two of you had meshed so well together. Even if the man seemed to have a particular bee-in-his-bonnet about Ohagi and Gelato. Those were two things he was not about to share with anyone.
Keeping that in mind- you had decided to make some Ohagi for your man. A way to show your appreciation of his kindness and understanding. Also, you had a craving. These things happen. This time around, you want to express thankfulness which was at the same time aligned with your need to have some snacky time. You worked around his kitchen, getting your ingredients and doing your prep. When you started cooking your rice, you heard his front door open. Anticipating your boyfriend's arrival, you kept on with your business. “Hey! Would you mind working on the bean curd for me? I don’t wanna fuck up this rice, and I know I am going to.” You ask aloud, staring at the rice before you with determination.  
You are so obsessed with cooking this rice to perfection that you don’t notice that the bean curd is done until you see the bowl slide into your line of sight on the counter.  Your eyes return to scrolling through the recipe on your phone, responding without missing a beat, “Thanks ‘nemi. Love you. UwU.” Your voice was sickeningly sweet because you knew it would annoy him but also that he loved when you acted like a brat.  
“My name is Genya.” a deep, raspy voice replied.  Your head whipped over to look at him so fast that he feared you would develop whiplash. “Oh shiiiiit!” you exclaimed. “Genya, hiiii! Thank you, kindly. When did you get here? Is your brother not here yet? Why are you here?” you rapid-fired a series of questions at him.  The teenager rolled his eyes holding up a finger for each question and lowering it as he answered them. “I got here when you asked for help with the rice. No, SAnemi isn’t here.” He emphasized his brother’s name. “And finally, because summer break started and I don’t wanna stay at home the whole time. May as well spend a few weeks here.” Genya nudged you to the side and took over cooking. Noting you were no longer paying attention to the rice they needed.  
You let him take over and sat on Sanemi’s table. A habit both of you had developed. Probably not the best, but if he wasn’t complaining, you were not gonna stop. Looking over at your lover’s younger brother, you did a quick appraisal. He was just about ‘nemi’s height. Maybe slightly taller. You weren’t sure. The youngin’ had filled out since you last saw him. That was around a year ago. He had to be what? Sixteen now. You felt old thinking about that.  He had some scarring on his face. Something both of the brothers shared. You never asked questions about it, and neither of them were supplying the answers. That was fine with you. It might be a sensitive topic, and you didn’t want to offend anyone.  
“Stop staring at me,” Genya growled out. “I can feel your eyes boring into the back of my head. What is your problem?” he asked accusingly. “Nothing, I was just seeing if you finally stopped looking like a baby. Still 100% baby.” you gently ribbed. He turned away from whatever part of fixing the Ohagi he was on and faced you briefly. Long enough to give you the bird and sneer. The two brothers indeed were alike. You got up off the table and went over to Sanemi’s fridge. As you grabbed some frozen berries, you heard the front door again open.  
You paused with a frozen cherry in your mouth. Wondering how your man was going to react to the surprise guest. Your habit of showing up was to be expected by this point. His little bro, that was a different story. They didn’t even live in the same city. Closing the fridge door, you stepped off next to it so you were out of his immediate sight when he walked into the kitchen.  
Sanemi could be heard divesting himself of his keys, key card, shoes and whatever else he had on him that day. The door clicked closed, and he stepped into the room. Loosening his tie with one hand, he sighed and started unbuttoning his shirt with his other. Your man was mid groan of exasperation when he saw his brother. The two stared at each other. Neither saying a single word. You could have cut the tension with a knife. Genya pointed in your direction, and your boyfriend turned to look at you. He looked tired. That was it. Just tired. Which you don’t think was helped by the sudden visit by his sibling.
“Hey, ‘nemi. Welcome home.” You said weakly. Giving him a shy handwave. You didn’t know why you were doing this. You just were. It was probably because you felt super awkward being the center of attention. Sanemi dropped his tie on the floor and strode over to you.  You “meeped” as his hands grabbed and pulled you into his arms. Giving you a crushing hug.  Your face is buried in his scarred pectorals. He sighed and rested his chin on your head. “Mm... Genya is on break and decided to come to see you. Isn’t that sweet?” you decided to throw his lil’ brother a bone and break the news yourself since your boyfriend was seemingly more receptive to your existence at present.  
He growled. Effectively shutting you up and stopping you from babbling. “Whatever, I still plan on spending the night with you how we planned earlier. Genya is going to behave himself and be scarce. Correct?” The question wasn’t a question. Both of you were aware of that much.  The fair-haired man released you and looked at the finished Ohagi. He strode forward, swiped one, and gave his brother a nod of recognition before exiting the room. “I’m taking a shower. Don’t bother me!” His voice was yelled down from the stairwell.  
You and his little brother silently stared at each other for a good few moments. He pointed to the plate of sweets and made a questioning motion. You shook your head and exited the kitchen to go upstairs. Bypassing the hall bathroom where Sanemi was to go to his guest bedroom and open the window airing it out. It was empty sans an Alberta king bed, side table, dresser, and a medium-sized, circular, grey rug on naturally colored, bamboo flooring. The walls were white. There was a reading nook with a massive skylight and some bay windows.  You fluffed up the pillows and smacked the comforter checking for dust. Disrupting the thin layer that had developed. Happy you had done a thing, you wandered back downstairs, down the hall and into your man’s room.  You heard Genya in the living room across the hall turn on the TV, settling down.  
Closing the door, you began to strip out of your clothes. Making your way to your basket of clean and folded laundry. Once again, you thanked the stars for Sanemi. He had folded your laundry because you sure weren’t going to. You began to get dressed by selecting a pair of super plush, black boy shorts with a white tank top and some black grippy socks. The bedroom door opened, and you quickly looked over your shoulder only to find the scarred older brother looking at you. A towel wrapped around his waist and black fuzzy slippers on his feet. “Don’t mind me. Please, continue.” he said huskily. You stuck your tongue out at him and resumed dressing.  
As you bent over to put your socks on, you felt a hand smack your plump, round, brown ass. You yelped and whirled on your boyfriend, ready to retaliate, when your eyes caught movement. He had dropped his towel, and you found yourself forgetting what it was you were going to do as you stood there looking at him in the buff. Eyes darting from head to toe. This man did not play fair. He chuckled darkly behind you, then went to his Mahogony dresser and grabbed some O.D. green joggers and a black tank top. You growled at him and went back to putting your socks on.  
You watched him get dressed, coming up behind him with a hug. Giving him a kiss on his clothed back. “I missed you.” you sighed out in a sing-song manner.  His hands envelop yours, and he leans back a little. Not enough to knock you off balance. “Missed you too. Sucks my brother chose tonight to come over. I had plans for you.” You both sigh together. Some regret is evidenced in both of you.  “Nothing I can do about it now. He’s here, and I’m not sending him back home.”  His voice sounds as tired as he looked earlier. You can feel his chest rumbling as he speaks. “Mm, it might be nice to spend some time together, though.”  You said into his warm back.  The white-haired man scoffed, released you, turned himself around in your arms, then flicked you in the forehead. “That’s not the point. I wanted to have fun with you. Now I have to deal with my little brother making smart-assed comments about being soft while I snuggle with you on the couch. That I will be forced to share with him so I can’t fully stretch out.” He lamented.  
You let him go and rubbed your forehead. “Your couch can comfortably fit you, Kyojuro, and Tengen. Don’t even lie. Genya is probably going to stay in the guest room on his phone tonight, making plans. So, we can still snuggle on the couch in peace. And what exactly is wrong with him calling you soft? You are.” A finger jabbing into his chest at the end of your tangent.  “I don’t mind being called soft if it concerns you. I do mind being teased like it’s a bad thing.” the muscular man grabbed your finger and brought it to his lip. Placed a kiss on your closest knuckle, then walked off towards the door.  You blushed, holding your finger close to your face. “Softie.” you teased.  In response, you got a grunt and a bird before he opened the door and exited. Going towards the living room.  You rolled your eyes because the brothers were too damn similar.  
Taking a detour, you went into the kitchen, grabbed the plate of Ohagi, went to the fridge and grabbed a sweet iced tea. Satisfied with your loots, you closed the fridge with a foot and then strutted into his living room by the door connecting the two adjacent rooms. The two brothers were sitting on opposite sides of each other. Genya is on his phone, and your lover is watching tv. A comedy, cooking, competition show.  You plopped your ass into your man’s lap, wiggling to get comfortable. “Are you done?” he barks out. Wiggling once more, you settle down, then hold up the plate. “Hmph.” he huffs, taking it and setting it on one of the cushions beside him. He removed one of the treats from the plate and offered it to you. You took a healthy bite out of it. He never shared. You were not going to waste this rare opportunity.  
Genya looks up from his screen to see his brother and your snuggling. You were biting at the offered treat like a hamster in his older sibling's lap. His brother had a gentle glow in his eyes. Face revealing he was at peace with everything. Genya thought that if you had tried to eat the whole thing, Sanemi would have let you at that moment because Sanemi was comfortable.  He was comfortable showing it in a much more major turn of events. That was a new thing. His brother was private with his personal life. Always had been. Now he was showing the Sanemi equivalent of blatant PDA.  Genya turned his phone discreetly and took a quick picture of the two of you enjoying each other's company. Staring into each other’s eyes. Doofy-looking smiles on your faces. He quickly saved it and changed screens to his earlier texting before he got caught.  
The three of you coexist peacefully long enough for the plate to be wiped clean between all of you. The youngest member of the room got up to return the dish to the kitchen. You took the opportunity to change your position in Sanemi’s lap during his absence, so you were facing him. Pulling his face down and placing a quick, shy kiss on his lips when he is in range.  One of his hands grabs your ass while the other goes to cradle your head.  You mewl at his touch and nuzzle into the hand on your head. He guides you into another kiss. This one was more heated. A tongue flicks across your lips, asking for entrance. It is granted, and you open your mouth. His tongue plunges in and begins to explore your wet cavern hungrily. You whimper into his kiss. Your hands slide up his chest to wrap around his neck. Pulling him closer still.  
“Can the two of you stop for a moment?” the teenager, the two of you had forgotten about, whined exasperated.  “No, go away.” his older brother grumbled. Having broken the kiss to shoo his younger sibling off.   “I’m going out for a bit. I got friends in the area.” the younger stated as he moved through the room to pick up his phone from its place on the couch. “Whatever, just don’t bring anyone back with you. I don’t feel like babysitting a herd of brats.” Sanemi countered.  Genya mumbled something unintelligible and made his way out. The older sibling looked over your head at his brother. Watching and listening till he heard his brother gear up and exit his home.  
“Move; I want to lay down.” The man ordered once he was alone with you. When you didn’t move, he removed you from his person and set you down on the floor. He laid down and patted the spot in front of him. You hurry up and settle in next to him.  He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you flush against his body. A remote is dropped on the ledge in front of you, and you feel his hot breath on your neck.  You try to turn your head to ask him what’s up, but he bites your neck. You let out a tiny moan and roll your behind into his groin. “Too tired.” a mumbled voice speaks into your flesh.  Your head nods, and you change apps, looking for something to watch on his tv  
Settling down on a telenovela, you both had started watching a little while ago. Y’all would generally watch it with the volume down low. Being part of an unwind routine.  You adjusted yourself to lay on your boyfriend’s bicep as a pillow, then let yourself get lost in the story. Several episodes later, you were engrossed. Things had escalated, and this shit was starting to get spicy. An elbow began to nudge the man behind you when you noticed his breathing had steadied out. Rhythmic breaths are warming your neck. “Oooh, you’re sleep.” you whisper silently. The situation is adorable as hell to you.  
“I was until you started talking.” a sleep-rough voice ground out against your throat. That whisper had been one of the quietest you could manage. Part of you felt slightly wrong; you had woken him up. The other half wondered why the hell he was such a light sleeper. Sanemi bites the junction of your throat to your shoulder lightly in a warning, then tucks his head back in and goes back to sleep. Meanwhile, you were biting your moan back. He knew your neck was one of your weaknesses, so he does what? He attacks it.  You swore in your head that he needed to stop playing dirty because one of these days. He was going to get it.  
You lost track of time and fell asleep snuggled up to Sanemi. You were woken up by his brother draping a Minky blanket over the two of you. He hadn’t noticed your weary slow blinks up at him. He began to adjust the mantle to his liking over the both of you.  Nodded once he was satisfied and departed the room. Your eyes slid shut before he even hit the bottom stair. Tucked in and warm against the man you loved.
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