#sub!hantengu
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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : kyojuro, tengen + wives, giyu, tanjiro, inosuke, zenitsu, and hantengu clones.
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, fem!dom!reader, pegging, lots of fingering (m!receiving), all boys are subs here, mommy kink for zenitsu’s, praise kink, slight brat taming?, dacryphilia, overstimulation, dumbification, fauxjobs, face fucking, wing play, spit roasting, strap referred to as cock because that’s hot, kamaboko trio are aged up.
𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔
— Kyojuro hardly needs convincing because he trusts you with his pleasure. If you tell him that it’ll feel good, then who is he to question you? especially when you look so enthusiastic about it.
— Kyojuro doesn’t expect there to be so much prep required, but his impatience is washed away when he feels your fingers pumping inside him for the first time. He’s reduced to a sniveling, whimpering puddle in minutes, bronzed skin dripping with sweat as you stretch him wide open to take your fake cock. And the strangled cry he makes when you brush over his prostate is heavenly.
“That feels so good!” Kyojuro babbles, heavy cock leaking pre all over his quivering abs. He’s already aching, so desperate to cum and you haven’t even started fucking him yet. It’s embarrassing, but he feels too good to care. Especially when he feels you squeeze a third finger into his greedy hole, his jaw going slack at the stretch as you fuck him open further on your nimble fingers.
“Gods— fuck, it’s so good. You were right, this feels incredible! Please, don’t stop.”
And he whines so pitifully when you consider him stretched enough, clenching down on your fingers when you go to remove them.
— Prefers it fast and rough, where you’re fucking him absolutely stupid, hands anchored to his hips to keep him from being pushed up the bed with each brutal thrust. Manhandle him, spank him, wrap a hand around his throat, it just makes his cock even stiffer.
— Can cum from prostate stimulation alone, but his back arches so beautifully when you wrap your fingers around his cock and stroke him in tandem with your thrusts.
— Kyojuro thinks it feels the best from behind, especially since he can fuck himself back into your cock in that position. And there’s just something so captivating about the feeling of you draped over him, his muscled back to your chest, your hands exploring every inch of flesh you can reach… he’s in heaven, he swears it. He feels like he doesn’t deserve you in those moments, where all he can do is take all the overwhelming pleasure you shower onto him.
— If you decide to peg him in missionary, he loves to wrap his thick legs around you and cling to you. Fold him into any position you like, he’s just happy to be there and stuffed full of you.
— He has a great ass, perfect for spanking and spreading apart to watch the toy splitting him open.
— Kyojuro is a vocal partner, and even more so when he’s being fucked, almost sobbing as you fill him to the brim with your strap. So I wouldn’t recommend pegging him unless you’re prepared to wake up everyone in the house or have a means of keeping him quiet— which believe me isn’t an easy feat. His moans are loud, even when gagged. He can’t help it! you’re fucking him so good that he forgets to control his volume.
— He’s talkative too, babbling nonsensical praise and endearments that are almost too sweet for the situation. Kyojuro’s a passionate lover, one that isn’t afraid to tell you just how much he loves you whilst you’re rearranging his guts. You can tell when he’s really getting close to cumming because the chants of, “I love you I love you I love you-” start up. He’s honestly too cute :(((
— Kyojuro’s seeing stars when he cums on your strap for the first time, ascending to the astral plane as he seizes and sobs with every pulse, cum spurting so aggressively out of his reddened cock that he almost paints his own face with it. It feels like his orgasm goes on forever, the endless stream of seed only stopping when he’s emptied all of it.
— Very polite when his brain isn’t complete mush, and almost always asks to cum when he has the mental capacity to. Kyojuro always thanks you afterward. Gratefulness is important to him.
𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 + 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒
— Take a look at that man and tell me he doesn’t let his wives peg him. You can’t. He likes prostate stimulation a lot actually, and will even stretch himself for your viewing pleasure. He loves the attention <3 Though if you truly insist on stuffing him full of your fingers yourself, he’s sure as hell not gonna complain.
— Tries to micromanage a lot of the process, making sure you’re comfortable, and while that’s sweet, he needs to relax.
“You’re thinking too hard, Tengen. Let me take care of everything, yeah?” You persuade, crawling up his oiled body to kiss his face, plastic cock bumping into his. He shudders at the sensation, and you simply can’t resist wrapping your fingers around both lengths and stroking them together. The action elicits a deep groan from the larger man, but he catches your wrist before you get carried away, magenta eyes capturing yours in a heated stare.
“Guess you’ll have to fuck me thoughtless then, darling.” That’s all the encouragement you need to shimmy down his body and slot yourself between his strong thighs, spreading them dramatically just to hear him chuckle. “Sure you got enough lube on- oh, shit mmm.”
The slippery head of the toy presses against his hole, effectively shutting him up.
“You’re not the first man I’ve topped, just the most mouthy. Now kindly lay back and talk less,” you tease. And when you push in, he lets out a long breath that crescendos into a delighted moan as finally, he feels you slide home.
“Need me to hold my legs up too?” Tengen snickers through the fog of being filled, cock heavy and twitching against his quivering tummy. Your hand smoothes over his belly, and briefly you’re taken by the image of his stomach bulging, a prominent bump moving beneath your palm. It makes you darkly curious if he could take bigger toys.
“I can fold you in half if I need to,” you insist playfully, hands stroking up and down his hips and thighs as he adjusts. “How’s that feel? Good? — and if you say flashy I will pull out.”
“You’re really giving me a handicap here, b-but feels fucking amazing, babe. Don’t go easy on me, I wanna see how you handle me.”
— And when you finally get to fucking him, all that confidence just melts away. His head tips back, magenta eyes rolling in their sockets as you rearrange his guts, bullying that spot inside him that makes him cry out all girlish-like.
— I know Tengen screams bratty bottom, and while yes he can be, he’s also incredibly sensitive. He’s pretty sassy when you’re using his cock as a toy, but being the one to take it is a whole other beast. He's often so absorbed in being picked apart, that those witty remarks all but disappear from his mind.
— Doesn’t care what position you fold him into, but he does know the angles that feel the best, and will auto-correct on his own, or directs you to exactly where he needs you to be. He’s very in tune with his body and knows precisely what he likes by now, so if you ever wanna get him drooling and begging, just listen to him. Even if he’s too fucked-dumb to speak, he has physical tells so just pay attention.
— Don’t be afraid to tag in the wives for backup if you need his legs held apart or some extra hands to tease him with.
— Nothing better than fucking into him while he sobs into Hinatsuru’s lap, or spit-roasting him with a strapped Makio fucking his throat whilst you fuck his ass. All the better if Suma wriggles under him so he can rut into her pretty pussy. He won’t last very long that way, but will happily endure multiple orgasms until you and the wives have finished using him.
— Has a thing for being tossed around if you’re physically capable, and moans enthusiastically when you grab a handful of his gorgeous ass or spank it. Take him by the hips and fuck him on your plastic cock like a doll, he likes the rough treatment.
— Enjoys his punishments a little too much, so he’s difficult to discipline when he’s determined to get under your skin. He does it just to get you to snap and pound him into next week, making him cum till nothing comes out of his abused dick.
— Let him ride you!!! You will not regret it for a moment, that man will mount you without a second thought, grinning like a cat until he slides down onto you. Just imagine this large man desperately bouncing on your lap, heavy, neglected cock bouncing cutely with each movement, smiling deliriously as he loses himself to the pleasure. Perfection.
𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀
— Giyu’s a bit nervous, naturally, but he trusts you and that goes a long way. He may not understand your desire to peg him, seeing as you’ll essentially be getting no pleasure from it, but he’s nothing if not bound to your whims — no matter how lewd they might be.
— The prettiest princess whilst taking your strap, dark lashes fluttering, thin brows pinched, and pink lips parted in a silent moan as you take your time stretching him on your fingers.
— Giyu tends to get a little spacey when he sinks into subspace, unable to focus on anything but the overwhelming pleasure of you teasing his prostate with your fingers. By the time you’ve got him properly slicked and prepped, he’s nothing but a blissed-out puddle, already going a bit limp. All the easier to manhandle him into any position you like.
And when you finally press inside, his pretty blue eyes are staring widely at the ceiling, lips parted in surprised pleasure. You’ve done a good job preparing him, so it doesn’t hurt, but it’s not necessarily comfortable either. He’s twitching all over, whining under his breath as he adjusts to being filled by something thicker than your fingers.
“You’re doing such a good job, Gi,” you murmur against his temple and instantly his cock twitches and his insides go a little more lax. Your hands smooth over his narrow hips and thighs in soothing motions, fingers encircling his flushed-red dick as you bottom out inside him. “Look at you! Taking it so perfectly.”
“Please,” Giyu whines, and it’s hard to tell if he even knows what he’s begging for. His hips shift, a soft rut against yours that could easily be mistaken for an involuntary jerk. But then he rolls his hips again, more insistently this time. “Please, Y/n.”
“Please move or please stop?” you chuckle, delighted by the faraway look on his face. You haven't even started fucking him yet and he's losing himself.
“Please move! Need it so bad, please fuck me!” You’re a little shocked by his shameless plea, wondering just where your bashful Giyu has gone. Your socially challenged lover was ordinarily too shy to beg properly without coaxing, and here he was begging you to fuck his ass. It’s enough to have you swimming in your own slick.
— Giyu is so easily fucked dumb on your plastic cock, pretty blue eyes rolled back and pink tongue hanging out as you bully the head of the toy against his prostate. Don’t try to ask him questions, he won’t be able to give you a coherent answer aside from mewls.
— Praise him, tell him just how delectable he looks taking your plastic cock, his pretty dick jumps against his flat belly when you do. Baby talk to him, call him your good boy, he gazes at you so adoringly through his long dark lashes when you do.
— Giyu soon becomes a slut for being pegged and has to fuck himself full of his own fingers in between missions in a futile attempt to replicate it. He gets frustrated because his fingers are a far cry from the real thing, and don’t feel as good as your own fingers pumping inside him either.
— Some days you’ve hardly got one foot in the door before he’s pouncing on you, dragging your hand to the prominent bulge in his pants he got from thinking about you. Panting and whining for you to, “Please fuck me, wanna cum!”
𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎
— Gently now, you don’t want to break the poor thing. Not yet anyway. Tanjiro’s painstakingly shy about taking it up the ass, eyes squeezed shut and cheeks aflame with a bright red blush as you stuff him full of your fingers. He’s trembly and sensitive, hand clutching yours tightly as you stretch him for something bigger.
— He quickly gets lost in the foreplay, practically melting into the futon the more you finger him, stiff cock twitching against his belly. Looks so heartbroken when you take your fingers away, asking what he’s done wrong.
“You haven’t done anything wrong, baby. You’ve done everything perfectly actually. Always so good for me,” soothes him instantly, dark lashes fluttering at your reassurance and praise. But the feeling of emptiness without your fingers to plug his hole has him whimpering again.
You catch his pleading gaze, but his wine-red hues snap down to your hips at the sound of squelching, where you’re slicking the faux cock strapped to your hips. His head falls back into the futon with a moan at the sight.
This is really happening. You were going to put it in him, and he can’t find it in himself to be nervous any longer— just desperate and horny out of his damn mind, needily grinding his hips up as you tease the head of the toy over his rim. You torture him with several false starts, leaving him to whine in frustration just when he thinks you’ll have mercy on him.
“Y/n, please! Please I need it inside. You k-keep teasing me and I-I like it, but I can’t take it. Want you so bad it hurts,” Tanjiro sobs after a while, and the sight of his tearful eyes twisted in such raw desire makes you clench around nothing.
How can you tell him no? Especially when he grabs a handful of his own ass to spread himself like a slut. You only purr at the action, sadistic impulses melting away, now ready to give him everything he so desired.
And when you finally press the length of the toy to his hole, he’s thoroughly relaxed, taking you in without so much as a hitch. And when you’ve finally bottomed out, his pretty wine-colored eyes flutter open to gaze into yours, a soft and slightly self-satisfied smile etching onto his face. His expression crumples when you praise him for receiving you so well, and even more so when you give him an experimentally shallow thrust.
— Heavily prefers missionary because of the closeness and cus likes to see you, but he can be seduced into even the most humiliating positions.
— Want him face down ass up? Just say the word and he’s assuming the position, presenting his cute ass to you and looking over his shoulder all shy when you take your time admiring him. Blushes from his neck to his ears when you tell him to spread himself for you, eyes squeezed shut and face hidden in the blanket as he reluctantly complies. He stutters and pleads, “D-don’t say things like that, it’s embarrassing!” when you tell him his hole is cute <3
— Peg him in front of a mirror, make him watch his own debauched expressions as you fuck him senseless. Tanjiro is as obedient as they come, so when you order him to keep his eyes open, to look at how pretty he is, you can bet he’s moaning at his own ruined reflection.
— Intimacy is very important to Tanjiro, so no matter how filthily you’re fucking or how mean you are to him, he’ll want to hold your hand, to be praised when he’s doing well for you, to hear you say you love him.
𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀
— Takes the strap like he was born for it, only too eager to present himself to you. He’ll even wiggle his ass at you enticingly if you take too long, and almost always grinds back into the strap when you press it in the cleft of his ass.
— Happily gives fauxjobs like he’s sucking a real dick, too cock-drunk to process that you can’t actually feel it. Press the tip of your strap to his kiss-bruised lips and watch as he parts them so eagerly, letting you fuck his throat raw. The idea of slicking up your fake cock to fuck him makes him leak and squirm, so helplessly turned on that he’s moaning around the toy as you fuck his face. And when he peeks up at you through those dewy blonde lashes, brown eyes nearly heart-shaped? 😵💫
— Favorite position has to be a mating press. He gets so excited when you press his legs to his chest, already rushing to thank you before you even put it in.
— And when you finally sink into his eager body, he keens so loud, head falling back as you slide home, filling him so completely. Whatever sense that may have remained is surely washed away by the overwhelming pleasure of your fake cock splitting him open.
— Zenitsu’s raging mommy kink is even more prominent when he’s bottoming, the name trickling out of his drooling lips before he can even think about what he’s saying. Because thoughts are for mommy not for babies, and he doesn’t have to worry about a thing while his mommy’s there to take care of him.
— He’ll beg you to make him cum on, “mommy’s cock” and loves to be coddled whilst you’re rearranging his guts, bullying that special spot inside him until he can’t possibly hold his seed in anymore. It feels like you’re forcing his orgasms out of him when you’re milking his prostate like this, fucking him so hard he’s being pushed up the bed by your thrusts.
“Is mommy making you feel good, baby?” You pry, knowing full well he hardly has any thoughts going through his pretty little head. He only moans in response, nodding frantically. He holds his legs up to his chest for you as you rut into him, brown eyes fully fixated where you’re connected, mesmerized by the sight of the toy sliding in and out of his stretched rim.
— Zenitsu needs lots of aftercare and reassurance afterward. He gets very emotional after his orgasm dies down, and is prone to subdrops with the sudden nosedive in endorphins. Cuddle him close to you, pet his hair, and remind him that you love him unconditionally. Sometimes you’ll be able to slip away to get a wet rag to wipe him down with and something for him to nibble on, but a lot of the time he’ll beg you to stay.
— Don’t skimp on praise either, he wants to know what a good job he did for you! Though if you go into lewd detail you might have his cock twitching back to life again and end up going one last lazy round.
“Thank you, mommy,” he sighs into the crook of your neck, still stuffed full of your strap and unwilling to move. “You always treat me so good, you know?”
“Anything for my baby boy, you deserve to be treated good~” you assure, scratching gently at his scalp with your nails. If he could purr, you’re sure he would be. Zenitsu can be a handful, but you’ll cradle him in your palms like the precious treasure that he is anyway.
𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀
— Inosuke can't help but giggle uncontrollably when he first sees you in the harness, poking at your plastic cock with an amused grin.
"HAHA, YOU HAVE ONE TOO NOW!"
— He’ll be the best at it! The self-proclaimed “king of pegging,” though truthfully, he falls apart when you stuff him full of your cock. Doesn’t know what to do with himself once you’ve fully seated yourself within him, an arm thrown over his eyes and breathing shakily as he adjusts to being stretched in such a way.
— Gets very embarrassed at the whimpery-mewl he makes when you find his prostate, practically shoving his whole fist in his mouth to muffle the next decidedly humiliating noise.
— Wriggly as can be when you’re trying to prep him, panting and shoving his hips at you, trying to fuck himself on your fingers.
— As expected, he’s feral whilst you’re fucking him, his blunt nails clawing at your back, and strong legs locking around your waist so you can’t pull out. And if you slow to a grind, he’s whining, trying to guide your hips faster with desperate bucks of his own.
— Inosuke's never one to stay still and let you do all the work, always planting his feet to meet your thrusts halfway. You'll have to hold his hips still, even then he fights you, too lost in ecstasy to hear your scoldings. He only stops when your hand claps down on his ass hard enough to leave a bright red mark, yelping out loud.
"Be still, piggy. I don't wanna have to punish you," you chastize, gingerly ghosting your fingers over the handprint you left behind on his pale flesh. He whimpers, muscular thighs shaking with the effort to comply with your request. "There's a good boy."
Your praise makes him drool a bit, soaking the sheets with his spit as you jut your hips into his repeatedly. He tugs at his own hair to focus on staying still, squealing when a well-angled thrust finds his prostate dead on. His upper body goes limp, cheek pressed to the bed, and hips in the air. "Fuck fuck fuck!"
You grin at the puddle your feral lover has become in just a short time.
"You're so pretty when you're well-behaved for me, piggy," you coo, grinning when all you get is a breathless giggle in response. His emerald green eyes look almost vacant, a dopey smile splayed on his kiss-bruised lips that makes you purr.
It seems you've fucked him dumb.
— Sounds almost pained when he cums, crying out hoarsely as he shakes and jerks with every vicious pulse. He clenches so hard around the toy you can hardly move at all and grabs at your hips to keep you from pulling out as he rides out his orgasm. Even after he's finished cumming, he doesn't want you to leave him empty. If he had his way, he'd fall asleep whilst warming your fake cock.
— Tanjiro and Zenitsu always give him strange looks when he's walking funny the next day and he only turns red when they ask why. Insisting that it was, "none of your business underlings!"
𝐒𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐎
— Bratty, sensitive, and growly the whole way through. Is practically glowering at you with those piercing red eyes as you spread him open and stretch him on your fingers. His glare only cracks when you brush over his prostate for the first time, mouth hanging ajar at the intense feeling.
— Prepare to dodge kicks to the head when he catches you staring, only baring his fangs at you when you scold him. Because who the hell are you to tell him what to do?
— Gets irritated if you spend too long on foreplay, impatiently fucking himself on your fingers and gritting his teeth when it’s not enough. Demands you to get on with it, to which you can only roll your eyes and comply, lest he changes his mind about letting you peg him at all.
— The best part is how his bitching cuts off the moment you slide home, the kanji for ‘anger’ glaring at you as he sticks his tongue out and moans like a bitch.
— Don’t try to take it slow with him, he won’t have it.
“Cut the lovey-dovey shit out and fuck me already.”
— Sekido wants you to be rough with him, so don’t be shy to manhandle him how you want him. Pull his head up by the hair when he can’t hold it up by himself anymore and tell him what a good slut he’s being for you, how he’s your favorite hole to fill even with his horrible attitude. Dig your nails into him, scratch your name into his flesh. He’s an upper-rank demon, it’ll heal in an instant.
— WE GOT A BITER! Seriously watch your neck cus he has a tendency to go for the jugular without much care for breaking the skin. Buries his fangs into your neck or shoulder when he’s close to cumming, and laps mindlessly at your blood as he tips over the edge. Growling and snarling possessive nonsense into your marred flesh as he quakes around the toy.
“You look pretty like this,” you purr and he jerks his head to the side at your praise, avoiding your enthralled gaze. At first, he tries to ignore you, but you take hold of his jaw and force him to look at you just as the tip of the toy grazes his prostate. His kanji-inscribed irises nearly rolled in their sockets, an aborted mewl toppling from his lips.
“Fuck! r-right there.”
“Aw, does that feel good, Sekido?” you can’t help but tease, and the threatening glare he fixes you with only adds to your amusement. “It looks like it does~”
“Shut up!” he spits, eyes squeezing shut when you throw a leg over your shoulder and angle your thrusts directly for his sweet spot. “I’ll kill you if you stop!”
— The more death threats you receive the closer he is to cumming <3
𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐈
— Urogi is not only eager to receive any sort of pleasure but quite demanding about it. He’s already high on the endorphins of your mere presence. So long as you're giving him all your attention, he doesn't much care what you do to him.
— Giggles between moans, sounding delirious as you fuck him stupid on your strap. Watch the talons, he’s less than careful with them, especially when he’s being fucked within an inch of his life. And he’s not very apologetic when you point out the angry red scratches he leaves down your back.
— Equal parts compliant and bratty. He ultimately just wants to get off, but he gets immense joy out of picking on you, so he can be a handful and a half. His wings are sensitive though, so if you ever want to make him talk less and squeal more, just bury your hands in the downy feathers and watch his jaw go slack with bliss. Changes his tune so quickly.
“H-hey wait, not my— ahn! That’s not fair you— oh, fuck! You know they’re sensitive!” Urogi whines as you caress the prickly appendages with your nimble fingers, delighted with how he quivers all over from the attention.
— His wings often curl around you when you’ve got him on his back, brushing up against your shoulders. He coos at you when you nuzzle your face into them, eliciting a satisfied, avian trill from the demon beneath you.
— Praise him as you peg him! Tell him what gorgeous wings he has, how pretty his long black hair is when you've got a fistful of it, how he makes the most intoxicating expressions for you. His golden eyes are rolling back into his head, a delirious smile painting his lips as your hands graze his neglected dick. He thrives off of your affirming words, so impossibly joyful to have your focus.
— Urogi is predictably loud when he’s bottoming, sobbing, mewling, and giggling as you fuck his brains out. A screamer if you get him worked up enough, which isn’t very hard, because he’s more sensitive than he lets on. Though his moans get so shrill they hurt your ears a bit, he sounds so pretty with his voice all high-pitched that you hardly care if your ears bleed.
— Not afraid to climb into your lap and fuck himself silly on your strap and we love him for that <333 even flaps his wings when his legs start to turn into jelly. Moans so sluttily when you fuck up into him from below, leaning forward to drape himself over you and bite and suck at the tender flesh of your throat.
𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔
— Aizetsu is built to be pinned down and pegged actually, and looks a damned treat when he’s stuffed full of your strap. He’s so pretty it hurts. He’s amazingly pliant beneath your hands, shyly presenting himself to you and melting into a blissed-out puddle of a demon when you stretch him unhurriedly on your fingers.
— Constantly murmuring about how good it feels, especially when you find his prostate, going slack-jawed when you focus on that spot.
— Aizetsu’s tune changes when you finally sink the toy into him, suddenly crying out how it’s, “too much!” or that it’s going to break him. But his traitorous hips grind back onto you regardless of his protests, cock drooling pre all over your hand as you stretch him impossibly wide on your plastic cock.
— Treat him gently. Rock into him slowly but purposefully, reminding him how precious he is to you. Compliment him enough and you might be able to coax him to keep his eyes open, peering up at you through his wet lashes and a dark blush over his pretty face.
“D-don’t look at me like that,” your sweet demon lover whines, and you only quirk a brow, hips slowing to a methodical grind. He hisses, shoving his hips at you in protest.
“Look at you like what? ‘Zetsu?” you ask, teasing him with a leisurely pace a while longer before speeding up again. His face contorts in bliss, kanji-inscribed irises tipping up and tongue slithering out to lick over his fangs. Your pupils dilate at the lewd expression he’s making, lips parted in slight awe of this gorgeous man beneath you. You look at him like he’s the loveliest creature to walk the earth, and his heart clenches, tears springing to his eyes again.
“Like that! Like you… fuck like you’re gonna- oh gods fuck. Mmh! Not- so- fast! I’m- g-gonna- cum!” He cries out, his words punctuated by particularly harsh thrusts into his greedy hole. His walls cling to you with every retreat, making it harder to pull out and shove the toy back in.
“Yeah, that’s the idea,” you pant, tongue dipping out to swipe over your lips as you watch him fall apart with dark fascination.
— Aizetsu cries, cries, and cries when he cums from his prostate for the first time, shaking and sobbing inconsolably as he experiences what has to be the most intense orgasm of his life.
𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔
— Dare I say most eager of the clones to be pegged? 👀 Karaku has no shame to speak of, so when you propose the idea to peg him, tapping your index fingers together all shyly, he’s ready to bend over at that exact moment. It’s a little funny actually, how needy he is to be filled, especially after he gets a taste of prostate stimulation.
“Hurry up! I’m starving here,” Karaku complains, and you only roll your eyes. Karaku referred to pleasure rather strangely, like it was something to be eaten. He always seemed more like an incubus than a demon. The eager way he eats you out as if he was trying to feed off of your excitement surely made it seem that way.
You smooth a hand over his plump behind and lower back, hand smearing lube over your strap, and then dipping into his hole to slick his insides as well. Karaku shivers violently, walls clenching down on your fingers, trying to keep them inside. He growls lowly as they retreat, but his hips wiggle in excitement as your plastic cock replaces your digits.
— Karaku moans like a whore when he's stuffed full of your fake cock, arching and trying to contort his body to be able to see you sinking in and out of him in every position. Mans is impossibly flexible, so you can fold him into just about any position.
— I wouldn't say Karaku is picky about how he's getting fucked, but he certainly knows what he likes, and he'll direct you where he needs you if you let him. Knows just how to angle his hips to have you scraping against his walls just right, upper body nearly going limp when you find his prostate.
— I'm sure it's a given that he's a nymphomaniac that isn't happy unless he's getting fucked. The bright side to that is you can curb his bitchiness and bloodlust by tempting him with promises to fuck him senseless.
#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes#kyojuro rengoku x reader#kyoujurou rengoku x reader#rengoku kyojuro x reader#rengoku kyoujurou x reader#tanjiro kamado x reader#tanjirou kamado x reader#tengen uzui x reader#tengen x wives x reader#giyu tomioka x reader#giyuu tomioka x reader#zenitsu agatsuma x reader#inosuke hashibira x reader#sekido x reader#aizetsu x reader#urogi x reader#karaku x reader#hantengu clones x reader#sub kny#sub!kny#sub demon slayer#sub rengoku#sub kyojuro#sub tengen#sub giyu#sub tanjiro#sub zenitsu#dom!reader
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nsfw, she/her reader (no body spec.), adult reader!!, aged up characters, dom reader, consensual, bdsm dynamics, dacryphilia, corruption kink, too lazy to proof read pff
needy and obedient boys who will do practically anything to please their mistress, who will follow her orders because they know so well they will get a reward if they endure what she makes them go through.
needy and obedient boys that sometimes get carried away by the intense pleasure you're giving them and make a mistake, they begin to cry and beg for you to not get mad at them, they didn't really mean to! please have mercy!
needy and obedient boys who end up overstimulated and ruined mercilessly by you because of their little mistake, hands tied and dicks all red and sore from your constant abuse with your hands, crying and begging for you to stop slapping their cocks, that it wasn't their intention to make you mad. yet you roughly continue, stating their punishment if far from done yet.
needy and obedient boys who fall to the matress and faint out when the punishment is over, so exhausted for being relentlessly used as your toy they couldn't even stay awake no longer. you stare down at their sweaty and quivering bodies on bed, curved like little puppies finding comfort in their own heat, their abused cocks throbbing after enduring all that torture and getting to cum brutally hard at the end by your hand. you wonder if you were too rough on this one, but their sweet tired smiles across their faces while they sleep prove you otherwise.
ARATAKI ITTO, kyojuro, zenitsu, LEV, bokuto, genos, urogi, aizetsu, yugi, bakura, deku, kaminari, kamui woods, anyone you thought of
#thirsty? ♥.#arataki itto#arataki itto x reader#itto x reader#rengoku x reader#lev x reader#bokuto x reader#genos x reader#hantengu clones#urogi x reader#aizetsu x reader#deku x reader#kaminari x denki#i'm too lazy to continue tagging AUGH#kny smut#bnha smut#mha smut#dom!reader#sub!character#fem reader#gn reader#afab reader#amab reader
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“ I'll Be Fucking You Right ”
Degrading, dom reader, gn reader, sub karaku, reader has a strap/dick. Imagine Karaku in front of you on the bed. Legs wide open and arms tied behind his back, just waiting for you to fill his greedy hole with your strap/dick.
“C-come on~ I wanna feel you inside already” He spread his legs wider showcasing his already prepped hole. “You already prepped yourself? What a greedy slut” You decide to get it over with and sink your cock/strap inside him. “A-agh! H-hurry..” He grinds against your cock/strap seemingly impatient. You slap his ass.hard. “H-aah!~” “You'll take whatever I give you, you fucking whore”. You give his ass another slap while pistoning inside him, setting at a brutal pace. “Yes! R-right th-there!~” At this point you were fucking his prostate so hard that his mind went dumb. Your cock/strap was hitting all the right places making his eyes roll into the back of his head and his moans grew louder than before. He felt his orgasm approaching as he arches his back beautifully “Such a good little slut for my cock/strap~” You grip his hips tightly and pick up the speed, chasing your own orgasm. “W-wait! T-too Fast!!~ AAH~~” You lean towards his chest and promptly bite his nipple. “A-AGH!!~~ Y-you know those are s-sensitive!!!~” His moans only got more whorish as his orgasm ripples through him and he cums hard on to his chest. That doesn't stop you from slowing down your harsh pase, seeing Karaku tremble and twitch below you makes you want to mess him up more “Don't think that I'm done with you yet, I'm just getting started”
When you finally get motivation:
#kny x y/n#ao3#kny x reader#dom reader#hantengu clones#sub demon slayer#karaku#gn reader#sub kny#kny#kny smut#im back#after so many years
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Who's laughing now? - Aizetsu x Reader
Warnings: dom!reader, sub!Aizetsu, modern AU, Hantengu clones are brothers, tormenting, dirty talk
Synopsis: you are plotting revenge against your ex-boyfriend, Aizetsu, for ending your relationship because of your dominant nature. Little does he know that your plan for revenge involves using that very aspect of your personality against him
Requested by: my lovely @within-eyesight ♥
MASTERLIST
It had been a long and arduous night, and you couldn't help but feel a tinge of anticipation. Tonight, you were going to assert your dominance over him once again.
His name was Aizetsu, and he had truly messed up. Once upon a time, he had been your boyfriend, though the relationship had only lasted a brief month during your college years before mutually deciding that remaining friends would be a better path to take. Well, at least he had made that decision. Aizetsu, with his reserved nature and gentle demeanor, rarely voiced his opinions, even when faced with a wrong order from a waiter. In contrast, you possessed a bold and vibrant personality, exuding confidence and an extroverted charisma that both charmed and overwhelmed Aizetsu. Initially, his timidness had intrigued you, as you were drawn to men who could be easily rattled. And in the beginning, things seemed to go smoothly. Despite your contrasting dispositions, there was an undeniable attraction between the two of you, and you managed to navigate your differences fairly well.
Difficulties began to surface when your intimate encounters took center stage. In the realm of the bedroom, your true nature emerged — dominant, in every sense of the word. You reveled in overpowering others, relishing in their helplessness, delighting in the act of humiliating them. It was vulnerability that stirred a primal desire within you. Unfortunately for Aizetsu, he was not exempt from this treatment.
During your first sexual encounter, Aizetsu anticipated a conventional experience: a gentle exploration of each other's bodies, perhaps some tender foreplay, and a traditional missionary position that would conclude the encounter. Little did he know, your desires ran much deeper than that simplistic script. So, imagine his surprise when you slapped him across the face, ripped off his clothing, and threw him onto the bed. Before he could even form a word of protest, you straddled him. "Shut the fuck up, slut." That was all you said, before sliding him into you and fucking him amazon style until his eyes rolled back into his head. In the depths of passion, he succumbed to overwhelming sensations, his hypersensitive cock relentlessly stimulated, eliciting gasps and moans that pleaded for respite. Aizetsu must have come three times at least. Yet, you disregarded his pleas, driven by an insatiable desire to fulfill your own gratification. Unyielding, you continued to thrust your hips into him, unrelenting until your own satisfaction was attained. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the drool escaping his mouth, as you taunted and belittled him, mocking his vulnerability and dubbing him pathetic. You reveled in his submissive state, declaring his moans akin to those of a feeble soul, challenging him to futilely attempt an escape, fully aware of his inability to overpower you.
Following that intense encounter, you engaged in sexual intimacy only once more, and the outcome echoed a familiar pattern. However, a week or two later, Aizetsu timidly approached you, breaking the news that despite his affection for you, the relationship simply wasn't working out. He expressed the sentiment that although you shared mutual friends and could still spend time together, he believed that the two of you were not compatible in a romantic sense. He did not explicitly state that the reason for the breakup stemmed from the intense and degrading sexual experiences you had shared, but the deep crimson blush on his cheeks spoke volumes as he delivered the news, implying an unspoken acknowledgment of the overwhelming strain on his masculinity caused by those encounters.
In the aftermath of the rejection, you outwardly handled it with composure, maintaining a facade of acceptance. You gracefully navigated the remainder of your college years, engaging in amicable interactions with Aizetsu and the shared friend group. There was no need for anyone to pick sides as you all continued to hang out and study together.
Initially, Aizetsu approached the situation with caution, wary of any lingering grudges you might hold. However, over time, the ease and familiarity that characterized your friendship from the beginning began to resurface.
Aizetsu came to believe that you had moved on, finding solace in the arms of his older brother, Sekido. He assumed that you both had reached a mutual understanding, accepting that remaining friends was the best course of action.
But he was wrong. Oh, he was so wrong.
Your viewpoint on sexual partners was characterized by an unwavering and stringent belief. Once you had assumed the dominant role with a partner, in your mind, they belonged to you. This conviction held particularly true for Aizetsu, considering the extent to which you had exerted dominance over him. It baffled you that he could oscillate from weeping and pleading, exhibiting complete submission and vulnerability one moment, to requesting a breakup the next. How could someone in a submissive position have the audacity to believe they had a say in matters? The idea that individuals in such subservient positions could determine the course of the relationship was entirely unacceptable to you. The moment Aizetsu welcomed you into his bedroom, he had made a choice, whether he comprehended it or not. In your mind, he now belonged to you, and it was necessary to remind him of this undeniable truth.
And so, your meticulous planning, patient waiting, and cunning schemes were finally reaching their climax tonight, following the party hosted by Sekido, Aizetsu's older brother. As you stepped into the living room, the soft glow of the TV screen casting a serene blue light, three of his brothers — Sekido, Urogi, and Karaku — were strewn across the room in different states of repose. One nestled in an armchair, while others found comfort on the love seat or curled up on the couch. Disregarding their presence, you carefully tiptoed past them, your focus fixed solely on your intended target, your prey.
Aizetsu lay sprawled on a small couch, isolated from the others, his body barely concealed by a scanty blanket that partially slipped off onto the floor. Your gaze roamed over him with an insatiable hunger. Deep in an intoxicated slumber, he lay stripped down to his boxers, exposing much of his physique. One arm stretched behind his head, while the other dangled over the edge of the couch, his fingers grazing the wooden floor of the living room.
The mere sight of him in that vulnerable state stirred an overwhelming arousal within you. He was oblivious to the impending events, completely unaware of the intense desire that coursed through your veins. Gently settling yourself near his waist, ensuring not to disturb his slumber, you delicately trailed a solitary finger along the length of his muscular torso. Your elongated nails traced a tantalizing path from his collarbone to his waist, eliciting a slight twitch from him as you brushed over his nipple. Aside from that subtle reaction, he remained still, oblivious to your presence and intentions.
"Perfect,” you whispered, smiling at how well your plan had worked.
Your hands ventured beneath the confines of his waist, cautiously prying open the front of his boxers. With delicate precision, you extracted his flaccid member, revealing it to the cool air. Aizetsu's legs twitched slightly in response to this intimate intrusion, his body instinctively reacting to the stimulation.
"Shhh. That's it, bitch," you cooed in response, your tone barely above a whisper. You took the head of his penis in one hand, slowly rubbing the underside with your thumb.
Aizetsu let out a soft moan.
"You belong to me," you whispered, even as he remained lost in slumber, oblivious to your presence. His manhood responded, gradually stiffening under your touch. With increasing fervor, your stroking intensified, adding three fingers to the top of his shaft, gliding up and down with a swiftness that mirrored your mounting desire. A soft moan escaped his lips, and his lithe form began to stir. Aware that time was fleeting, you quickened your pace once more, firmly grasping his throbbing member. It grew fully erect now, and you propelled your hand up and down its length, the rhythm deliberate and unyielding — once, twice, thrice. His hips instinctively bucked, a subconscious response to the intoxicating sensations of arousal that engulfed him. Sensing his impending release, you hastened your movements, gently caressing his balls with your free hand, fueling his mounting pleasure.
His moans grew in intensity, a mixture of vulnerability and desire escaping his lips, the very sound that you had often ridiculed him for. His hips undulated eagerly, meeting the air with fervor, while his legs quivered and tightened in sync with your rhythmic motions. The signs were unmistakable — he was on the precipice of release. In a daring move, you leaned forward, your tongue tracing a tantalizing path along the head of his erect dick, further heightening his pleasure.
His eyes flew open, startled by the abrupt interruption of his slumber. Confusion etched itself upon Aizetsu's face as he grappled with the bewildering realization of being roused mid-act. His gaze shifted from you to his throbbing member, then back to you, a concoction of shock and revulsion coursing through his features — an expression that you secretly craved. Swiftly, you pressed a hand firmly against his mouth, stifling any protest that threatened to escape.
Simultaneously, your other hand maintained its unwavering grip on his erect shaft, persistently stroking up and down, despite his futile attempts to resist. Sensing the need for further control, you straddled his hips, leveraging your weight to subdue his movements entirely.
"Keep that fucking mouth shut, you little bitch," you whispered, a sadistic glimmer dancing in your eyes. "Do you really want to awaken the others? Is that what you desire, to showcase your debasement before your brothers? To reveal the depths of your sluttish nature?"
Aizetsu's eyes widened in sheer terror at the mere notion of his brothers witnessing such a compromising scene. The fear of their judgment, of their perception of him being dominated and coerced by a girl, consumed his thoughts. It was a vulnerability you recognized, a weakness you could exploit.
"Will you comply?" you inquired, a sadistic smile playing upon your lips. "Or shall I awaken them to indulge in the spectacle?"
He hesitated a moment, considering putting up a fight but he knew it was hopeless. He couldn't risk being seen like this. Reluctantly, he gave a small nod. “No, Y/N, p-please. Don’t do that.”
"Good boy,” you replied, before returning your tongue to his cock head, swirling it around and around.
A stifled gasp managed to escape Aizetsu's lips, swiftly muffled by your hand. Sensing a need for further control, you shifted your hand from his mouth to his throat, exerting a light pressure as your fingers encircled its delicate contours. "Better be quiet, Aizetsu. Karaku is a light sleeper,” you teased, "If you wake him up, I'm gonna ask him to join us." You gave his shaft another hard pump, grinning. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Fucking pervert. Maybe I'll wake him up on purpose."
"P-please, no!" Aizetsu whispered in response. “Don’t, please. They can't see me like this," he pleaded, his voice laced with a sense of anguish and vulnerability.
You tightened your grip on his throat, cutting him off. "Or maybe I'll wake up Sekido?” You continued to stimulate his throbbing shaft, your fingers deftly caressing the sensitive head. Aizetsu's member twitched in response, signaling his impending release. However, you maintained control, deliberately keeping him on the edge of climax. With a skillful touch, you twirled his cock between your index finger and thumb, exerting just enough pressure to tease and tantalize, but not enough to grant him release. "I can only imagine the surprise on his face," you remarked, a hint of twisted amusement tainting your words. "To witness his little brother, who he perceives as meek and delicate, being dominated so effortlessly by a mere girl."
Despite his conflicting emotions of fear and revulsion, Aizetsu found himself helplessly succumbing to the twisted allure of your taunts. The shameful prospect of being humiliated in front of his brothers, dominated by a girl, and reduced to nothingness ignited a perverse arousal within him, intensifying the conflicting sensations coursing through his body.
With one final firm pump, Aizetsu reached the peak of his pleasure. However, you swiftly withdrew your hand from his pulsating shaft and seized both his wrists, pinning them above his head to deny him any true gratification. His hips thrust aimlessly into the air, desperate for contact, as his essence spilled onto his own chest and stomach, leaving him marked by his own surrender. You strategically positioned yourself just beyond his reach, denying him the satisfaction of any physical contact with your body. Helpless moans escaped his mouth, prompting him to bite down hard on his lower lip in a futile attempt to stifle his cries. The look of desperation in his eyes, the silent plea of a man utterly defeated, served as a gratifying sight to you.
After a few moments, his spent body slumped against the couch, drained of energy. Slowly, you released your grip on his wrists, taking a moment to admire the aftermath of your actions. His face flushed with embarrassment, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and his entire being adorned with his own release from chin to groin. The expression on his face revealed a complete absence of masculine pride, a stark indication that you had truly stripped something significant from him.
Extending your hand, you gently ran your fingers through Aizetsu's hair, coaxing him closer to you. Your lips met in a passionate, fiery kiss, tongues intertwining in a display of unadulterated desire. Breaking the kiss, you pushed Aizetsu away, asserting your dominance. "Lie on your back, fully," you commanded.
Complying with your instructions, Aizetsu obediently positioned himself, his body stretched out before you, vulnerable and exposed as he pushed his boxers down his legs.
You positioned yourself astride him, allowing your front-buttoned dress to fall open, revealing your enticing breasts and the absence of panties. With deliberate intent, you traced your fingertips along Aizetsu's chest, tantalizing him with delicate caresses that elicited shivers of anticipation.
Aizetsu moaned quietly, desperate for more.
You leaned in close to his ear. "I want you to worship every inch of my body," you whispered.
Aizetsu nodded eagerly, his mouth finding your neck as he lavished you with kisses.
You raised up and moved your body forward, sliding up Aizetsu's torso.
Your wetness enveloped his face as you pressed yourself against him, the sensations causing you to emit soft, sultry moans. Aizetsu's tongue eagerly complied, skillfully exploring your intimate depths. With fervor, he lavished attention on your inner thighs, gradually ascending towards your pulsating cunt. Intense pleasure surged through you as his tongue delved inside, while his hands firmly grasped your hips, keeping you in perfect alignment.
"Yes, Aizetsu," you gasped. "That's it. Just like that, you’re such a pretty boy. Worship your mistress like a good boy you are.”
He found himself in a state of bliss as your open pussy enveloped his face. You had taken control once again, using him for your own pleasure. His tongue worked eagerly, lapping at your delicate folds and exploring your clitoris.
Your ecstatic moans resonated throughout the room, momentarily disregarding the presence of his slumbering brothers nearby. Lost in the intoxicating pleasure, you rhythmically undulated your hips against Aizetsu's eager mouth, the intensity escalating with each passionate grind. His devoted tongue explored your intimate folds, skillfully delving deeper to savor the essence of your desire, propelling you towards the precipice of absolute bliss.
The room reverberated with the symphony of your ardor, the unmistakable wetness of your intimate connection resonating in the air.
Sensing your body's mounting tension, Aizetsu redoubled his efforts, wholly dedicated to bestowing upon you the ultimate pleasure. His ministrations intensified, driven by an insatiable yearning to fulfill your every desire.
As your body quivered with an impending climax, the culmination of your ecstasy permeated the atmosphere, enveloping Aizetsu's senses. His gaze, fixated upon you straddling him, your thighs provocatively parted, reflected his own insatiable longing, aching to be consumed by the intoxication of your passion.
You let out a low moan, moving your hips down against his rock-hard cock. You were wet and ready for him. "And now, let me fuck you, my little bitch. Are you going to be a good boy for me?"
His affirmation unspoken but unmistakable, Aizetsu positioned his hands beneath the curvature of your supple buttocks, lifting you with a purposeful grace. With precision, he guided you to the precipice of his pulsating cock, and in one fluid motion, he impaled you deeply, filling you completely with his throbbing length. The fusion of your bodies, an exquisite joining, ignited a surge of pleasure that coursed through your intertwined beings.
The electrifying sensation of his presence within you elicited a gasp that escaped your lips, punctuating the air with a symphony of pleasure. In perfect harmony, your bodies moved as one, synchronized in a passionate dance. Your hips gyrated with fervor, grinding against his, igniting a rhythm of unadulterated ecstasy. Each connection fueled the fire within you, compelling an unending cascade of breathless moans to escape your quivering lips, surrendering to the waves of sensation that surged through your intertwined forms.
Aizetsu's gaze was fixated upon you, his heart drumming a wild rhythm within his chest, matching the fervor of your passionate union. In that moment, he embraced the intoxicating blend of pleasure and degradation, fully embracing his submissive role. The realization that you held absolute control over him fueled a surge of exhilaration and contentment. Surrendering willingly to your every desire, he discovered a newfound joy in the depths of his submission, relishing the sensations that washed over him with each commanding touch and fervent connection.
As your bodies intertwined in a passionate dance, Aizetsu could feel the familiar signs of his impending release. The mounting pleasure surged through him, rendering him powerless to resist the imminent eruption of ecstasy. His voice quivered with desperate urgency as he vocalized his inability to restrain himself any longer, his plea intertwining with the rhythmic thrusts. "Fuck. Y-Y/N... I can't. I fucking can't..." Yet, he pressed on, driven by an insatiable desire to bring you pleasure. And then, in a primal release, a guttural growl escaped his lips as he spilled his thick cum deep within you, the warmth of his seed mingling with your own intimate embrace.
You were overcome with waves of pleasure, your voice echoing in the room as your climax washed over you and your moans became loud. Your body quivered, and you clung to Aizetsu's torso for stability, surrendering to the bliss coursing through your veins.
Suddenly, the room stirred with movement as his brothers began to rouse from their slumber.
A mix of panic and disbelief swept across Aizetsu's face, his mouth agape, unable to find words to explain the unexpected turn of events.
Urogi opened his eyes first. "Aizetsu? What the fuck?”
Karaku chimed in, rubbing his eyes, "Dude, what the fuck?! You’re fucking your ex in our living room?! Are you serious?”
The room was alive with shouts, jeers, and laughter, all directed towards Aizetsu. He tried to defend himself, tried to explain; but only sobs would escape his lips.
You got off Aizetsu, and smiled, feeling your mixed cums dripping down your thighs, content in the knowledge that Aizetsu's torment was only just beginning, particularly when his brothers discovered what had transpired.
"Wait a moment, Y/N. Where do you think you're going?" Urogi's voice echoed in the room as he swiftly rose from the love seat, displaying his well-built physique. He closed the distance between you, placing a firm arm around your naked waist. “I’m sure you would like to taste a real man, wouldn’t you?”
A faint blush spread across your cheeks, and instinctively, you rubbed your shoulder, feeling a mix of discomfort and unease settle within you.
"She's quite attractive, isn't she? Despite being a bit of an idiot, I must admit, Aizetsu, you have a discerning taste," Sekido remarked, sitting up on the armchair, stretching with a yawn. "That being said, it doesn't change the fact that I'm fucking annoyed you woke me up."
Karaku, already in the process of removing his shirt, nonchalantly tossed it aside. "It's not fair that only Aizetsu gotta have fun with her gorgeous cunt. I want a taste too."
Their objectifying words washed over you, leaving you feeling unsettled, as if reduced to mere objectification, as if your worth was nothing more than that of a piece of meat.
Meanwhile, Aizetsu remained nonchalant, sitting up on the couch, unaffected by his nakedness. "Well, my sweet Y/N, sometimes the tables turn, and this time, it seems you're not the one doing the tormenting, but rather the one being tormented."
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Change of plans…
Sub Sekido x Dom reader
Pt 1
THIS WHOLE THING WAS RUSHED IM SORRY
Warnings: Sub Sekido, Dom reader.Horn pulling, Hair pulling, Brat taming???. Face fucking. (Dick would be read as a strap on, for fem readers)
Sekido was ignoring you.. everyone at that, after the mission he was more pissed that usual. He would lash out on you whenever you try to ask him what’s wrong. It made you mad yourself, giving him time to himself is what you thought he needed, but in reality it pissed him off even more. He was pushing your buttons now, you was being nice to him and, the only think he would do is cuss you out or flat out ignore you. You planned a little nice thing for your beloved boyfriend, but after his attitude with you for the past few days..You had a change of plans.
You were sitting on the futon, waiting for your beloved to come home. Speaking of the devil, you felt his presence at the door and, he was more angry than he was when he left.
“Sekido, can you tell me what’s wrong with you? You can’t keep ignoring me as if Im not here.” You put your hand on his shoulder, which made him stop walking any further and, he did the unexpected.. He cut off you hand in a swift move, turning around to face you. “Can you leave me alone for a minute you, lowlife of a Demon! Just get lost!” He spat out, veins popping out from his arms and head. You watched him walk away with a small smile on your face which soon turned into a shit wasting grin. Oh you were going to have so much fun.
A low groan left Sekido lips, as you had a grip of his hair in your hand. You had the demon below you on his hands and knees. You laughed at his state, pulling his head back from your cock/strap(Ig) to let the man breathe. “Have..you lost your mind?!” You didn’t say a word but smiled at him, he looked cute on his knees in front of you. He opened his mouth to speak again, you put his head back down on your length, making the poor man gag on it. “That’s it Sekido..Just be a good boy and take it whole..” Saying that made him feel..fuzzy on the inside and, you noticed how his gaze softened up when you said it. You pushed his head back on your cock, practically fucking his face again, making him moan and gag on your cock once again. Once you felt satisfied with the mess he made, you pulled his head off your cock, making the man gasp again. You got Sekido on the bed on his back, he looked tired out already but you wasn't done with him yet. "Sekido!~ Are you ready for the next part?”…
“Fuck you..” Sekido gasped, clenching his fist in the bedsheet when he felt you pulling his horns which caused him to moan. “I’m sorry Sekido, I didn’t hear you..can you say that again for me, Love?~” “I said..F-Fuck you!- Shit~ ..S-Stop doing that!”He exclaimed, biting the inside of his cheek when you slapped his ass, while you were thrusting in him at a slow pace. It irritated the fuck out of him from how slow you were moving and knew you did it on purpose, but he chose not to say anything about it for now. “Keep this up and I’ll make sure your brothers see and hear you..” You never seen him looked Shocked, yet horrified. The thought of his brother’s seeing him like this made him feel a little humiliated. “You wouldn’t..You’re fucking insane if you do that..” He glared at you. You had stopped your movements, smirking at Sekido, denying his orgasm again. “Oh but, I would..and will if you kept this shit up Sekido~” He felt himself going crazy, you edged him multiple times. He figured that would happen so he thought about cooperating with you, so he can have his climax. “Well..Will you cooperate Sekido?” Leaning forward, pushing your cock deeper inside of him and teasing him a little, causing him to groan. “Fine! I’ll cooperate! Just please stop edging and teasing me..” He sounds desperate now, which was good.
The sounds of Sekido moaning kept growing louder by the minute, you broke the man, finally. You looked down at his face, which revealed tears in his eyes. Good job on you got him to cry out for you. You suddenly took in on how your boyfriend looked below you, he was pretty indeed below you like this. You hand a handful of his hair in your hand, tugging on it, making him cry out more. “F-Fuck! Please I’m close!.” His eyes were rolling to the back of his head at this point, he felt overwhelmed by the pleasure and the teasing you did to him. You took this chance to stop teasing him, you, thrusting into him again but rather quicker. He felt himself cumming, once he did he closed his eyes feeling relieved.
You pulled out of him, and sat down on the bed next to him, watching him collapse onto the bed, tired. Pulling him to your lap, hugging him close, he didn’t bother to fight with you, he just let you hug him. “We’re not doing this again..With you being the Top..That shit was not fair…” Chuckling, you kissed the top of his head smiling at him. “We’ll see about that. But to be fair, you brought this upon yourself.” A sighed left his mouth as he buried his head on your chest, hugging you.
I’m sorry this was not good AT ALL. This entire thing was rushed😭
#kny#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny x reader#anime#sekido#sekido x reader#kny smut#sub kny#sub demon slayer#demon slayer smut#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer x you#gn reader#hantengu clones#sekido smut
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Tbh? Thinking about Aizetsu making the prettiest whimpers known to man as you fuck him
more under the cut lol (this goes without saying, but minors dni this is nsfw)
Aizetsu during Coitus - Pt 1
Bro is perpetually a bottom. He literally doesn't top and when he does you STILL have the upper hand
He just kinda sits there and takes everything happily (ironically lmao) and gets needy when you go too long without railing him hard and fast
“H-harder, please.. I can take it...”
Use his horns as a brace if you're fucking him from the front. Even though he can't necessarily feel anything aside from an uncomfortable tugging sensation, he loves it. (It's honestly just a psychology thing tbh.. As opposed to the actual feeling)
Pull his hair
Throw a bit of praise in there, but tangle it with prickly words
Just bully him.
Tease him, drag his orgasm out for hours...
Okay, maybe not hours.
Don't make it easy for him. Complain as he may, he enjoys it more than anything else when you torment him.
Touch him in all the right spots—bonus points if you spank, scratch, bite, or strike them.
He's a sucker for pain.
Secretly wishes you'd try poisoning him with wisteria one day during coitus. Probably won't ever admit it.
Loves hearing your name roll off his own tongue. He'll cry it uncontrollably when things get intense.
“Ah, y/n...~ y/n—♡!!”
That's usually a clear indication that he's close.
And when he finally cums, he makes the prettiest faces and lets out the most delectable gasps.. Oh, and of course he cries too.
The sight of him whimpering and thrashing under you turns you on enough to go for another round. And you know he has the stamina for it.
Likewise, your energy never seems to tether down when it comes to him.
How could it? He's Aizetsu.
#kny#fanfic#kny fanfic#hantengu#kny x y/n#kny x male reader#kny x gender neutral reader#aizetsu#aizetsu smut#sub kny#aizetsu drabbles
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Under the Blue Moon | Aizetsu
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warnings ✩° : 18+ smut, dom/sub, cursing, creampie, p in v, intimate sex, unprotected sex, fucking a whimpering demon, size difference, implied taking virginity?, overstimulation!giving, consensual sex, dacryphilia only bc he cries, fluffy undertones.
pairing ✩° : aizetsu x fem hashira!reader
premise ✩° : once you escape hantengu, you find yourself in a field of flowers, thinking you’re safe only to find one of his demon clones who seems to have already given up before the fight even started.
word count ✩° : 6.4k (holy shit)
authors note ✩° : i apologize for my sinful behavior. that concludes our journey and smut series!! thank you all for loving them!! <3
©kaicubus do not steal
part one here!
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Was this the same demon from before? There was no way. The demon standing in front of you looked downright miserable, somehow even more depressed than the last form he took. He stood tall, yet his shoulders still sunken downwards as he seemed to carry the weight of burdens past human understanding. The entity was silent, fully clothed in a dark kimono that hung over his body with nothing else under it, and has an aura that was practically suffocating you by just being in front of him. Was it really the same demon who was crawling on the ground before?
As you stare up at the demon, the same or not, your chest tightens and suddenly a feeling of deep pity washes over you, taking you under like some sort of broken tidal wave just enough to lower your shoulders and lower your weapon. There’s no way of telling if this demon is actually here to fight, since he looks too depressed to do so, his azure blue eyes are sunken in, with dark low hanging eyebags and a slight pout on his seemingly soft lips. His dark, charcoal colored eyebrows are the only thing that show his emotion, as they’re prominently downward arched and thick with some sort of guilt. Just looking at him makes you feel bad for him, and it’s worse when he’s placed under the light of the blue moon, having the shadows of his face grow darker as he stares at you with a despondent expression.
The wind blows around you, reminding you of the small, white flowers swaying just below your feet. From what you can tell, there’s no threat coming from this demon. Just sadness.
Before you can say anything, the demon in the black kimono steps forward, forcing you to draw your sword from behind you. It isn’t until he kneels down, only three feet away from you, and crouches down into the lush flower field do you put your blade away. Still concerned, your eyes are hyper fixated on the demon and his sluggish movements, watching his slender hand gently move from out of his sleeve to a bundle of flowers. The demon, who doesn’t seem bothered at all, wraps his fingers around the thin, dancing flowers like they’re the most important thing in this exact moment. His silence is enough to enjoy the brightly shining moon from above, and the quiet night around, but it doesn’t change the fact he’s still most definitely what came out of Hantengu, meaning he could kill you at any second.
Your eyes fall onto him as the demon plucks a single, white flower from the ground and holds it up to his pointed chin, stopping just directly under his cold lips. The demon burrows his nose into the center of the flower, closing his eyes and gently sniffing the plant’s floral aroma briefly. He doesn’t even make a noise when does, but calmly lays it back down once he’s finish, resembling to that of a burial, or homage to the flowers short life.
He seems to notice you watching him, as the demon lifts his head a bit to meet your eyes, curiously leaning forward to watch him. His frown grows larger and he looks away, “The flowers are very nice...don’t you think?” He says, his voice quickly drowning out by the foreboding wind howling louder than he can speak, “It’s a shame. That, sooner or later, they’ll all die. Just like you. It’s sad, really, neither of you asked for such a horrible fate...”
You straighten your posture and glare at the demon only to be met with an even sadder look of his. Up close, you can see just how much the blue color of his eyes seems to slosh with misery and sorrow, along with the double kanji in each of his eyes, signifying his importance and strength of being the fourth upper moon.
“I guess I just have to get this over with...it’s such a pain. You don’t even look like you’re worth the hassle...It’s not every day I get to come out and enjoy these things. After all, the flowers are so beautiful, and the moon is so bright, it almost looks like the sun is out.”
That’s when the thought pops into your head, “You’re saying you don’t even want to kill me? But that doesn’t make sense?”
The demon lets out a cold breath, “I don’t want to fight. But if you kill me, other versions of me will appear and kill you without a second thought. So that means you’re stuck with me. Can you bear that enough so I can take your life first?” The entity makes his way off of the ground and stands on his feet, the edge of his hakama pants now covered in stray white petals. He steps forward and closes in on the distance between you two and bends down to your height, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at you.
“W-Wait just a minute!” You say, blinking quickly, “What are you doing?!”
“I’m...looking at you. It’ll be very sad to kill someone this pretty. If I’m plucking you from this wretched place you call home, I should at least get something out of it. I’m...really sorry human.” Aizetsu mumbles quietly.
“Y/n.” You say without thinking. It was very possible that saying your name meant nothing to him, but for some reason you do it anyways. This seems to catch the demon off guard.
Aizetsu looks into your eyes and observes the situation, but when he can’t seem to piece together why you blurted your name out so suddenly, he makes a small and confused, ‘hm?’ noise before straightening his posture. He’s so close that you have to crane your neck up to look at him, even if he’s seemingly slouched.
Nervously, you suck in a soft breath and continue, “Y/n. That’s my name. What’s yours?”
Through heavy lidded eyes, the demon frowns and grunts a little bit, making it painfully obvious he doesn’t want to continue any sort of conversation with you. But your eager look makes him shudder. “Names...I guess, uh, my name is Aizetsu. But you probably knew that already, right demon slayer?” You did not, “That’s probably why you’re here to see me...no one would ever come see me before.”
Aizetsu. From everything you knew about Hantengu and the rest of his clones, Aizetsu was the demon who represented the emotion of sorrow. It should have been more obvious given the state of his prominent frown and bowed eyebrows, but mostly in his eyes where the color blue shined the brightest. Despite his demonic appearance, Aizetsu presented himself loosely, recluse, but hesitant to even look at you. Almost as if he were nervous to be in the presence of a demon slayer with such a fierce fighting style.
A part of you felt bad for the guy, he was sulking more than ever at the sight of you, not wanting to engage, but you can’t think of a reason why. You haven’t even inflicted any injury to him yet. You step forward, showing no sign of fear and Aizetsu stumbles back, so you move forward, and again he moves back. This back and forth motion between the two of you continues in an uncomfortable silence before Aizetsu accidentally trips backwards, silently falling into a bed of the white flowers with his elbows propping himself up to still see you.
“H-Hey...I know I’m a demon and all, but why do you keep following me? I’m trying to leave you alone...” His eyes flutter downwards with only the sight of your feet allowing him to speak uncomfortably. That’s when you seize the opportunity and stand over him, each side of your leg trapping him in the barriers of your body. You hug his waist with your ankles and prevent him from moving, which he tries to do but gives up half way with a miserable look on his now red face.
“You don’t look like you’re going to kill me, why are you running from me?” It was a weird question, and looking at the position you’re both in, a demon between your legs and a curious hashira pressing for answers, it was clear who was in control here.
Instead, the demon full of sadness and grief glances up at you and lets out a breath, “...no...”
“Hm?”
“...no...”
“Aizetsu you need to speak louder, I can’t hear you?” You crouch down and sit on his stomach and lean against your palm. If he suddenly snapped and killed you, you already accepted your fate a long time ago. You’re already too far gone in thought as to why this demon was different, and you didn’t feel like killing him instantly like you did before. He was interesting to say the least, and you kind of liked looking at him anyways, it felt like there was a strange new breath of power and dominance. By the looks of it though, Aizetsu was too tired to do anything to you.
“I’m not going to kill you, don’t mouth off at me.” He huffs, his blue eyes filling up with tears before he pulls his gaze away from yours, “Why’re you on top of me? Don’t look at me like that.”
“How am I looking at you?”
“...Like you want something from me...I’m not giving you my life, I was walking away from you before I tripped. Which was embarrassing.”
His two feet arch up and scoot against the flowers, somehow not damaging any, and making his knees form into mountain-like structures against your back, sliding you forward more onto the demon’s chest. Only now you were able to press your palms against him, with the softness of his kimono resting loosely over his firm and slightly cold skin. Your pinky manages to slide under, caressing the tautness of his flesh and swirling itself in a light circle before stopping upon realizing what you were actually doing. When did you become so fond of a demon? It was unlike you, but there wasn’t a bone in your body that seemed to disagree that this demon was different, he clearly didn’t want to kill you, so that’s a plus. In a way, he was handsome too.
Lost in your own thought, you snap back into reality and focus at the now deadly silent Aizetsu who’s blue eyes are widened to an extent you’ve never seen before. His face, now completely a few shades redder, and his legs actively shaking behind your back. All while he’s staring at your hand connected to his bare skin.
“H-Human...” Aizetsu carefully whispers as you carefully start to close the distance between your faces, “I-I’m not so sure you want to do that. I’ve never done anything...like...this before...” His whispers, watching as you slowly inch towards him and close the gap between your faces. Almost instantly, Aizetsu scrunches his eyes closed, easily encasing your lips and feeling the newfound softness of your lips on his mouth.
He’s cold at first, taking in the seconds needed to process what’s actually going on, but quickly warms up at the mere feeling of your mouth on his, letting his senses flare when he finally realizes. It doesn’t take long before Aizetsu sinks into you, claws trailing up your back into your hair and gently tangling themselves into the point of no return, sighing with pleasure and partial nervousness. You arch your head forward and cradle your hand against his cheek, kissing into his mouth and past his sharp fangs, making soft yet lewdish wet sounds as you do so.
You could feel his hesitance to fully kiss you, struggling to find certain ways to hold your body onto his yet still yearning for the taste and touch you have to offer. He pulls you closer, gently, to a more comfortable position for the both of you where you’re now held up by the drastically stronger demon, tanned biceps hugging you in place with a feather-like hold that you’re convinced can break any second. Tears begin to fill his eyes causing a blur to the demon as you dip down, gently pressing your lips onto him with a kind of tender care Aizetsu has never felt in his life.
He whines out faintly, pushing you back just a bit for you to feel something hard poke against the curve of your ass, catching you by surprise when he stops kissing you and starts trembling. A low groan from deep inside his throat makes way, causing you to soften your tongue against his in an apologetic sort of way and you can feel his breath fan against your face in short, shallow pants. Aizetsu stares back at you with his cheeks now soiled with a red color, his forehead and nose gathering droplets of sweat.
There’s something odd about the sight, seeing an all powerful demon look up at you with such vulnerability in his eyes, waiting for your move and wondering what you’re going to do to him so he can feel more of this strange, new feeling burning deep inside him. Though you hadn’t thought about it before, the sight nearly makes you topple over and faint — you should've realized it sooner — Aizetsu blindly trusts you and would let you do anything to him, even if that makes him obedient to a human. It almost makes you feral knowing each touch makes the demon lose his mind.
To your own surprise, you act without hesitation.
Taking your hand, you bring his face to yours again and catch his lips in your own, now with more force than the last time. Instead of complaining, Aizetsu follows, letting out a strained high-pitched moan and shivers.
Without breaking the kiss, your hands find the opening of Aizetsu’s kimono and wander inside, gently sliding the fabric over his shoulders and feeling it fall all the way down to his waist. There’s no protest when it finally comes all the way off, slipping the garment off his body and for a moment, there’s silence. With his chest now exposed, Aizetsu whimpers at the sudden coldness of the air and clings onto you harder. watchful eyes scan all over his torso, taking in the sight of his rippling abdomen and brown nipples that are painfully erect. He can’t help but press up against you, unintentionally rubbing against your body, igniting some sort of rush inside his chest and core, almost as if the same tidal wave in his eyes had crashed inside him. He can hardly feel his own heart beat.
Watching you move almost made him cringe with excitement, but he knew better than that, better than to feel good under any circumstances. How can he disobey his whole functionality where his sadness is most important to his powers? Aizetsu bites his lip and looks up at you. How could he look the other way? Your body is a sin on its own, simply grazing past it was indulgence he couldn’t ignore. For a moment, it felt as thought all of Aizetsu’s misery had faded away and been replaced by something new and riveting. It almost made him smile. Almost.
Before he can react, Aizetsu’s reminded of his surroundings when your hands push him down further onto the flowers, loosening the tips of his untame locks to fan out in a messy display woven amongst the buds. He lets out a soft breath as your head plunges down, planting open mouth kisses all along the side of his neck, tasting the purity of his supple skin and feeling him twitch from under you.
His head falls back at the roughness of your touch, eyes squeezing shut and mouth falling loose and open. “Y-Y/n, please be gentle. I-I’m not used to this sort of attention.”
Your ears suddenly perk up and a devilish grin drags itself across your face, “I’ll be gentle, just promise to be good for me, ok Aizetsu?”
The demon nods, “I-I’ll be good.”
You thought you had maintained a good composure before those words. Now it was anyone’s guess on what would happen next.
Almost as if a demon enters your own body, a dark shadow darkens your face and enables you to scoot back, rutting your hand along Aizetsu’s warm chest. You drag your finger along the lines of his muscular abdomen, swiveling down far enough to where your prolonged line is stopped by a blockage of tied fabric. Aizetsu realizes what you want and gives you a soft head nod with pouted lips. From there, his legs shift backwards enabling you to make your way down to the waistband of his hakama pants.
Due to his size, it’s not hard to slip your hand in and find his shaft, after all, you’ve been sitting on it this entire time and just haven’t said anything. In your hands, it’s hard and rough, and even through fabric it’s been the exact same. Aizetsu whimpers at the newfound touch of your gentle hand, carefully taking his sensitive cock out of it’s strict confinement. You only give it a seconds glance, but the image stays in your mind with its daunting length, longer than it is wider in size, somehow looking pretty and neat with just a slight curve. If you weren’t in the position you were in, you would’ve guessed it would sit proudly against his abdomen. You look at the demon with a sadistic grin and grasp it comfortably in your hands and close down on it’s hardness with your fingers gently hugging the sides of the base of it.
Aizetsu swallows thickly, his neck fully craned back to look at you in all your sadistic glory as you hold him still, “A-Are you sure...? I don’t know if I’m worthy enough...to touch you...or even look at you like this...I should be eating you, you should be dead.” You’re practically glowing from his worry.
His words only made you chuckle as you use your other hand to pull up your skirt, revealing a set of perfectly white panties sticking to your entrance that cups the puffiness of your pussy into a sight Aizetsu can feel himself drool over in half a second. “Of course. Whether or not you are worthy doesn’t concern me. I like you, Aizetsu, isn’t that enough?” The words felt foreign on your tongue, but settle so nicely, making you smile and Aizetsu sweat even more.
He gulps down his nervousness as he watches your hand reach down and pull the side of your underwear, tugging it away from your pussy and exposing it to him. Aizetsu sucks in a sharp breath as he stares in pure disbelief at the glistening sheerness of slick clinging onto your reddened folds, wondering just how long it had to take for you to get this turned on by him.
You’re in no position to completely rid yourself of the sticky garment, so brushing it quite literally aside will just have to do. After all, what’s more important is to actually follow through with this and see just how far a demon’s willing to take with you. He’s too entranced to do anything, you can tell by the look on his face, so you bring your hips forward, hovering over the head of his cock, just barley within reach. Your heart burns with excitement as you readily shift his cock to the side to better fulfill your entrance in the center, making in an easy fit using two of your fingers to gently poke it in place. The simple touch causes Aizetsu to whine out, just barley, but you catch it right away and look into his eyes, maintaining stable eye contact as you lower your hips down, removing your fingers and instead holding his shoulders for better balance.
”A-Ahgh...” Aizetu’s chest rises immediately, the warmth of his tip seeps into your cunt, kissing just the surface of your sticky folds, making him let out a small, shaky sigh.
You smirk happily at his reaction and move his dick more, rubbing his head against your slit making soft, wet noises from your own arousal to get him more nervous than he already is. Using your upper body strength, you dip down just a bit to give him a taste of how wet you are before retracting your body from his cock, smearing your slick over him and rubbing it all over again. It was a lot of work to tease him, but luckily for you, Aizetsu was sensitive and yearned for more of your touch despite being severely inexperienced. All he knew was that his cock started to twitch more and more if it wasn’t directly touching you, and it hurt.
“Patience, Aizetsu, this is the best part.” You say in a low, sultry tone, “Getting all worked up over me? How cute...” You look down between your legs and find Aizetsu’s cock pulsate, the redness from his head flushing even more with added shine to it now with your juices dripping all over it.
“Please, I need you so bad...I can’t take it anymore.” He begs with glossy eyes, “I-I need you, please human...don’t tease me like this. It hurts.” He’s trying not to sound desperate, but he can’t help it. Not when he hasn’t felt this good in a long time. But you’re just getting started.
“Where does it hurt, Azietsu? Where do you need me?” At this point, you and him both knew you were asking pointless questions, questions that were clearly asked just to get a rise out of him. But he couldn't get enough. It felt so good just to touch someone after so long, let alone someone like you. Aizetsu shyly looks down at his legs, then up at you, batting his thick lashes helplessly just praying you get the message. He can’t even say something as embarrassing as that.
But of course, you chose not to get it. Looking at him with a false dumbfounded look, you tilt your head to the side and push your lips out, almost sadistically. “Words, please. I don’t get what,” You move your eyes and chuckle softly, “Means.” But before he can answer, you lean forward and catch his breath with your own, hovering just above his lips. Aizetsu shudders.
“I need to be inside you, Y/n. Please I-I need to feel what it’s like. P-Please...”
You tut at his efforts to beg for you, finding it ironic yet adorable how you managed to defeat a demon without using violence or gore, just with your body. It was all so unfamiliar, but you didn’t seem to mind.
Your fingers apply more wanted pressure to Aizetsu’s chest, planting your palms on top of the hard, fluttering surface as you push yourself up. With a grin, your hand wanders downward and holds his steaming cock, gently moving up and down, swirling your soft finger tip along the head, watching him squirm breathlessly under you. You sigh, working your fingers in another circle before fully lowering yourself onto his cock, placing your hips directly perpendicular to his.
Aizetsu can hardly contain himself, waiting with wide, blue eyes spread open in eagerness to finally feel what it’s like inside of you. But before you can lower yourself onto him, you stop. Aizetsu’s cock twitches out of disappointment and he rolls his head back in distress.
“Y/N! No! No no no!” He almost sobs right as you stop, now deprived of any attention to his aching cock. You're right there, how can you stop right there? He wanted to scream. But before he knows it, you press your hands on his chest and kiss him again.
“Mm!” He whines and closes his eyes, his hands finding your back as he drags his sharpened nails down your skin, balling his fists in pure agony as your tongue roughly moves into his mouth. Kissing you was more than enough to Aizetsu. Up until now, he’s only just dreamed about going to heaven and how light and serene it would feel just to be rid of all worldly, immortal troubles that burden him, but now he’s certain he’s finally been inside of it through your lips. Aizetsu’s head begins to reel. You can feel his breathing labor as you lick into his mouth softly, your lips molding against his like they’ve touched his a million times before, only adding to the fluttering feeling he hasn’t stopped feeling since you first kissed him.
You go to pull away, held together by a thin line of saliva, you pluck yourself from Aizetsu’s lips and manage to catch a glimpse of his blushed face and full eyes as you swipe your tongue over your top lip, signaling silently that you liked how sweet he tasted. Aizetsu can only look away.
You sit yourself down and flash the red-faced demon a look of teasing deception, trying your best not to show your excitement and remain solemn and cool toned, when in actuality you want to ravish him. If it were anyone else, you wouldn’t be thinking such impure thoughts or even taking in the sight of his struggled expression as much as you do, but since it’s Aizetsu, you can hardly focus on anything else.
Of course, given the obvious height difference between you two, Aizetsu standing taller in stature, the size of his length isn’t that much different either. When you think all of his size is in, you’re proven wrong with extra inches yet to be fully sunken into you. Thing is, despite having the power in your position both psychically and mentally, even if you can hide it relatively well, his size is enough to catch you completely off guard and render you speechless. You look at the demon with a wobbly smile of reassurance, quietly letting out a hushed breath so he doesn’t doubt you of your confidence.
Aizetsu pants, feeling your walls clamp down all around his throbbing cock simultaneously, without him even doing anything. It’s enough to drive him insane and whimper out your name. He’s finally getting what he’s yearned for from the moment he saw you, and it’s making him loose all sensibility.
“Y/n...why does it feel so tight?” He asks shyly, swallowing all the saliva pooling on his branded tongue, “I can’t really...move...”
That’s because you're huge! Is what you wanted to say. It had nothing to do with you. It was all him. The sheer size of his cock was enough to question if he would penetrate through some vital organ, but he seemed to fit just enough to avoid that. It’s still such a tight fit that no amount of loosening or lubricant could make it less tight. With every shift in your posture, you feel your walls squeeze around him, in return making Aizetsu whine in agonizing, overwhelming pleasure. Still, your face remained with the same, twisted grin that made the demon under you wriggle in shame, his face at least five shades darker than what it used to be before.
You bite your lip and exhale slowly, trying to calm your breathing as well as the hard thumping inside your chest, “H-How long has it been since you last had sex?” the question comes out in a harsh whisper, your eyebrow twitching as you struggle to accommodate his size.
Aizetsu looks away sheepishly and hides behind the back of his hand, “I-I haven't. Not in way in a long...long time...hngh!” He chokes out, “F-Feels so good...I’m so ashamed...I shouldn’t be enjoying human pussy like this...”
You look over your shoulder and glance at the demon’s lower half, seeing how much he’s wiggling around as if you hadn't felt it already.
Without even moving, you can feel your thighs tremble and your knees give out as soon as he whines just a little louder. When you fall onto Aizetsu’s chest, you’re grabbing onto his shoulders, hands crimping into painfully tight balls that are now sure to leave marks into his skin. But Aizetsu couldn’t care less. The demon groans in anticipation and lets his head fall back, rolling his neck to the side to still look at you through teary, slitted eyes. Through it all, he still wants to see you and how you react, since if he’s feeling like this, you must be feeling so much more. But your smile proves him wrong, which only makes his face burn hotter.
Aizetsu’s body was on fire, sweat trickles down his face as you smile at him, sliding your hand over his dewy forehead just past his horns. It was impossible to make him stop moving with how much he’s grinding into you, groaning and whining out your name. He moves his cock up deeper into you with a buck of his hips, pulling you down into his constricting hold, and desperately clinging onto you.
“Fuck-Feels s’good Y/n, feels-ngh!” He cries. You groan out soft profanities at his energy, feeling your hips move on their own as you sink down deeper, letting your legs clench down on his waist, your pussy drooling all over his hard cock. You go to slow your movements, letting your body come to a gradual stop before Aizetsu cries out desperately.
“Please! P-Please don’ stop, Y/n. I’ll do anything—p-please just don’t stop!”
Aizetsu kicks and bucks his hips up into you, frantic to not lose the feeling he’s loving so much, all meanwhile he’s gripping onto your sides with such strength that it’s hard to ignore. You bite your lip and refuse to let out a noise of encouragement and instead look back at Aizetsu, who’s practically begging for more attention. Full of shame and worry, the demon cries and doesn’t let up, too fucked out to even think properly as tears seep out from his glassy eyes.
You feel your heart leap out of your chest as his very teary eyes cling onto you, not looking away as his mouth hangs open, offering you the sight of his branded kanji tongue that reads ‘sorrow’ as well as a growing pool of saliva he can’t seem to control. If he could, it wouldn’t leak down the corner of his lips as quickly as it does.
Laughing a bit, you bend down to meet his face with yours, “You're moving so much Aizetsu. Does it feel good being inside me? Hm?“ You say, trying your best to hide the twinges of pain shocking between your legs.
“It actually does...It feels r-really good, Y/n. Hngh! You’re already so wet, did I do something? You’re dripping all over me...” He pants breathlessly, gritting his teeth just to hold out a little longer.
You couldn’t answer him. How are you supposed to get off to the fact you’re a hashira sent to kill demons like him if all he’s going to do is remind you of your feelings and point out the obvious. The thought is worse than the act itself.
“A-Ah, aahmm, mmm...” Aizetsu moans, squeezing his eyes tighter until he sees small, star-like dots start to form.
He throws his head back and cries out, “Auugh! You feel so good, more, m-more, please!” Aizetsu whimpers again, now holding onto your back harder, trying desperately not to let himself go and embarrass himself. But he just can’t help it. He’s too caught up to notice that you want him to, so you continue to swivel your hips onto his cock, using every ounce of strength to hold the writhing demon under your grasp to tell him.
“You’re so cute, ‘Zetsu, my cute little demon. Can’t really think when you’re inside me, can you? You’re mine, say it.” His eyes widen at the confidence that whispers between your lips, “Say it, Aizetsu. Say that you’re my demon.” Your face darkens with a sadistic smirk blooming on your face.
You watch as Aizetsu’s lips tremble open, eyes closing and mouth widening with gasps of pleasure escaping his craned back throat. Just as you swivel your hips again, Aizetsu’s cock jumps inside your tight walls, causing your mouth to gape, letting out a sultry moan.
The demon’s eyes flicker between watching his member disappear and your exultant expression only sweltering with excitement, awaiting for the sweet words to come out of his mouth.
“I-I’m yours. I’m yours, Y/n!” He buries into you so deeply, you swear you can see your own stomach bulge.
“I-I’m yours. I’m yours, Y/n!” Aizetsu cries out and buries into you so deeply, you swear you can see your own stomach bulge. At this point, you can’t hold back anymore, what once was tolerable pleasure quickly turned into a tsunami of arousal now crashing against the cages of your body, hitting you and knocking you forward down to his level. You gasp out in shock as his hips rock into yours, hitting all the sweet spots you weren’t even aware of at this point, kissing all edges of your quivering core.
He moves your body up and down, using the momentum of his lower half to fuck you harder than before, still clinging onto the center of your back with his nails probably drawing blood from your skin. But who are you to care? In that moment, all you can hear through shut eyes are the wet and sloppy noises spilling out from your own arousal moving up and down on Aizetsu’s cock, making it purposefully loud so both of you can hear.
“G-Gah! Oh—fuck!” You groan through locked teeth, trying to get a better control on the position by holding down on his arms, planting them back down into the flowers below. Fighting for that dominance, you squeeze around his cock and stare down at him, huffing and puffing for air as soon as your body gets moving again, now faster than before. You can feel all of him, loving the little twitches and moments of pulsations and even uncontrolled bucks of his hips as he searches to find your sweet spot again.
“You’re already close, I can feel it. Gonna cum for me, ‘Zetsu?” You align your forehead to his and giggle happily, “Gonna cum for your human? You can cum inside of me, that’d make me really really happy...”
You desperately wanted to cry out his name with Aizetsu under you doing the same, moan out how good he makes you feel, or even how much you want him to fuck you harder, but you stay silent. Nothing comes out of your mouth, only heavy breaths and small praises that send Aizetsu over the edge with overwhelming pleasure. With added kisses against his neck and cheek, Aizetsu feels himself about to burst, a feeling he’s not so keen on having. If any other time he felt this close to dying, now was the most.
“N-Ngh! Ah! Hah, hah, n—HH! I’It’s too much! T-Too much! I can’t-I can’t! Y-You’re too—gah!” Aizetsu sobs, pleasure rolling in waves all inside his body, “I-I’m gonna—”
“That’s it, let it out for me~” Your words send him dissolving into a whiny mess. His mouth falls open, now overflowing with copious amounts of drool you smile to see, and tears roll down his cheeks now more than ever. You bite down on your lip and exhale hard, feeling the effects of his cock hitting you in all the right places yet again, pounding deeper and deeper until finally, knocking right into your core.
“F-Fuck! Gonna c-hnGH!” You gasp out, arching your back, hearing Aizetsu hiccup as well, closing his eyes and causing his vision to fade to black. With a final hit, Aizetsu stops all together, as do you, and cries out, gripping onto your back harder than ever. The sensation radiates and melts instantly inside his body, filling inside yours with a hot, gooey fluid that spurts into you with another groan from the demon. You cry out and feel your body shake as well, curling down into his chest as the same, crashing feeling bursts inside of you and onto his cock. Almost as if only warmth was spilling into you directly, your body fills with heat.
After a moment of catching your breath, you stretch back out into your normal height and look at Aizetsu with flushed cheeks. Your body is still weak, sensitive to the touch and rightfully sore, even Aizetsu knew that. For him, it wasn’t easy to even talk or even articulate any formal sentences, but it didn’t matter now. Nothing seemed to.
Your delicate hands find refuge in his hair when he sits up properly, taking a section from out of it to look at all the ivory petals tangled inside. He looks so beautiful under the blue moon. It feels so surreal to have him so still, have him there with you in blissful, serene silence. From what once was a frightful demon voided of any emotion other than sadness and misery, had turned into a demon who seemed to find something else, or rather someone, to live for. Your heart is full, and so is his, but it shows in a frown that you already seem to know is a smile to him.
You look down between your trembling legs and widen your eyes at the sight of the sheer amount of slick coating your inner thighs. White strings of bliss all entangled around his cock so much that the mixture of juices are leaking down the sides of it. With what little strength you have left, you lift yourself off of Aizetsu’s cock and back down behind it, now being able to see it in its entirety, messy and coated in cum. Excess liquid spills out of you in large, thick quantities with the warmth taking hold of your whole body, trickling down the center of Aizetsu’s lower half.
“You’re mine,” You say as a form of relief, “Mine mine mine...” You bend down to press a gentle kiss against his lips, pecking the demon sweetly.
“Mm!” He mumbles in protest, “D-Don’t call me that so lightly...” Aizetsu pants, blinking so that his vision is clear, “Y-You’re painfully mean, especially to someone like me.” His eye brows fall sadly as he pouts again.
You can’t help but smile, “Someone like you? You mean my little demon?”
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Little game
Paring: Hantengu's clones x Fem!reader
Synopsis: Karaku to you, "Let's play a little game i made," and now you're blind folded, on the couch trying to guess who's eating you out.
Content: Sub reader, Dom clones, blind fold, Bondage, oral sex (reader receiving), Orgasm denial, slight monster fucking? (Their able to grow their tounges long), manhanding, feedbag position (click the link to know what I'm talking about)
Word count: 2.6k
A/n: hi guys!🥹 sorry I was MIA but I'm back!
Saw this idea on Twitter by the user TimieTate and I just HAD to write that idea with the clones😍
"Who's tounge do you think it is pretty girl?" Said a familiar voice that was heard across from you. It was Urogi. You were sat down on the couch, leaning back with your lower half to the edge with your legs open, feeling one of their tounges lapping at your clit. Urogi sat next to you and his claw on your thigh. You felt his large claw grip your thigh, making your legs close on the clone between your legs.
"Get back here! You're going to distract hee from giving an answer. You know how dumb she gets at just our touch alone," Sekido said, thumping his staff on the floor. "Oh, she'll answer. You know it's not me, so hurry up and give your answer. I'm dying to hear your answer," Urogi said in such a dark giggle.
Sekido grunts and shifts his eyes away from Urogi and onto you. "This game is ridiculous. Hurry up and guess who's tounge it is," Sekido said with annoyance in his tone. You bit your bottom lip, moaning softly with a few whines. You never would've thought Karaku wanted to play a game like this and practically put you to the test to tell their difference between their head game.
Although you're blindfolded to guess, you felt all their eyes glued onto you. The clone that was between your thighs was eager. His lips were sucking on your pretty clit while his tounge slide between your folds. You had to make a decision quickly. It clearly wasn't Urogi, Sekido spoke to argue with Urogi across from you so that only left two options.
Aizetsu or Karaku. Although they always get pussu drunk from eating you but one thing you can tell differently is that Aizetsu and karaku never hold back. They'll always start slow and work their way up, and right now, you felt your time running out since you felt your orgasm coming. Sekido reached his staff towards you and poked your side. "You know the rules. Don't fucking cum until you give an answer, or I'll shock you." He firmly said
You whimper softly, knowing you're not allowed to cum but you also didn't want Sekido shocking you like how he would with a spank on your ass when you disobeyed rules. "It's karaku!" You quickly say, your legs flexing a bit, but as soon as you answered, the clone pulled himself away. You shiver, feeling your orgasm wash away but your pussy still leaking with your juices.
Your heavy breathing fills the room as it becomes silent. It was an awkward silence before you felt a hand tightly gripping your thigh and nails dragging down your skin. You groan from the slight pain and then hear a deep scoff from Sekido. Karaku and Urogi laughed uncomfortably like a duo of Hyenas at your answer.
For the moment, you didn't understand until it sunk in a bit after. Before you could say something, Aizetsu spoke. "It wasn't him. It's me." Aizetsu said, with such a soft tone, yet his actions were harsh. "I-im sorry I didn't -" Aizetsu wasn't hearing it and spanked your ass. "When we get our alone time, I'm going to make you tell the difference between me and him," Aizetsu said and got up.
From his tone, you definitely hurt his feelings, but at the same time, you knew a punishment was yet to come. "Aw, you think about me when you're with Aizetsu? I must be that good, huh?" said Karaku, shooting a smirk at Aizetsu. You could feel that tension in the air. You couldn't do much but lay their, hoping Aizetsu will have some mercy on you afterwards, but you doubt it.
You calmed down, and the room went back to silence as the next clone took his turn. He grabbed your inner thigh and held them apart to ensure you don't try and hold his head between your thighs. You moan once you felt a tounge back on your clit, this time your clit being more sensitive from before. You think for a moment through the pleasure but then felt a hand placed on your lower stomach. Four large fingers on your stomach and the thumb pulling the skin back on your clit to he exact.
Your clit throbbed on his tounge and grip your hands onto the couch cushions. The clone then uses his hand to press down on your lower stomach a bit, making you moan out loudly as if you felt your orgasm coming back in seconds. His motivation seemed to get you as close as possible, so you had to answer quickly. "Uro- n-no hah~ Sekido!" Once you answered again, the clone needed to pull back, ruining another orgasm.
"Was that my name at first?" Urogi teased, knowing you were about to say his name bit instantly corrected yourself. Sekido growled. "You're lucky you called the right name," Sekido said and went back to his spot across from you on the couch. You whine softly, "Karaku. You said if I guessed right I'll be allowed to cum" you pout softly.
"I did, didn't I?" Karaku laughed. "But I only said that. Who said to say they'd also listen?" He smirked. You can feel his smug smirk. You should've known better. They all love to tease you until you break. "My turn now," Urogi said, sitting down on the floor and pulling your body closer by your legs and throwing them over his broad shoulders.
"Urogi. Now she knows it's you." Aizetsu sighed in disappointment at Urogi's carelessness. "She'd find out either way. I am the one clone with claws." Urogi chuckled, inches away from your pussy. "Fuck.." you quietly said, just eager to be back on your high and cum. "Ready for me?" Urogi said as his tounge stuck out, giving your puffy pussy soft kitten licks.
You nod. "Then come here" Urogi said as his mouth opens more as you shift your hips further into his face, moaning as his lips make contact with your pussy. Your hand grips onto his hair as you move your hips up and down on his tongue. Urogi will always let you do this to his face. He just can't get enough, and he knows how wet you get from doing that.
Urogi digged his talons in your thighs as he sucks on your clit. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, but it was definitely enough to leave a trail of scratch marks. Urogi chuckled as he felt your clit throb on his tounge and pulled away for a moment. "Yeah. You love pain mixed in with your pleasure, dont you? How delightful. C'mon baby, keeping going crazy on my tongue," Urogi said, still supporting your lower half.
"Urogi~" You gasped, moaning his name as you bring your hand to your mouth, covering it with the back of your hand and moans into it as your other hand grips onto Urogi's hair as you roll your hips up to grind on his tounge. "Don't cover your damn mouth," Sekido said, wanting to hear your desperate moans to cum.
"I'll handle it when Urogi is done. I'm the one who came up with the game, after all." Karaku grinned. You were getting close. Your breathing quickening, your hand gripping tighter on Urogi's hair and your inside tightening around nothing. Your mouth hung open, even with some droll running down your chin as you were so close but like the others, Urogi stopped just as you were about to cum and pulled away.
"N-no, please-" you begged, not wanting Urogi to stop, but he just laughed at your state. You whimpered softly and even dampened the blind fold with your tears of pleasure. Urogi's claw grabs his chin, "drolling already? Don't waste it. You'll need more of it when you're drooling on my cock later" Urogi said, giving you a kiss, making you taste yourself for a moment and then stepping away.
You felt a bit embarrassed. 3 orgasms were denied and especially in front of four clones. Your breaths hitched. The feeling of your orgasm felt blocked. You could feel it. You knew it was there but slowly fading with each passing second, making you grow sexually frustrated. "Wasn't that fun? Come on, tell me. "Now said Karaku, plopping himself right next to you on the couch as he put his arm around you.
You turned your head and whispered. "Please. Just make me cum" you begged as you rub your thighs together. "Pathetic." Said Aizetsu from across the room, not satisfied with your begs. "I can't hear you y/n. You'll have to speak up!" Urogi spoke loudly, making fun of your soft and shakey tone. "Beg better than that. You're just asking for us to leave you here and not let your finish" said Sekido.
Karaku pouted. Of course, you couldn't see it, but he did. "Oh no, looks like I can't make you cum if you're begging like that, but I can't just leave you here with a pussy that needs to cum can I?" Karaku said, showing fake sympathy for you before laughing and licking your cheek just to get a reaction.
They were so mean, but you couldn't wait any longer. "Please, please Karaku please" you say over and over. "I need to cum. I need you to make me cum" you begged harder to the point of more tears, dampening the blindfold. Karaku could see your desperation and then kissed you for a moment and then, pulling his lips away.
The clones shoot themselves a look, and then, Karaku spoke. "Turn around," Karaku said, and you did, slowly as you moan softly from your thighs, closing a bit just to turn. Your clit has become so sensitive to the point where any touch on it is enough to make you cum. Karaku removed the clothing from his shoulders and then used it to tie your hands behind your back.
"There. Now you won't hide those moans we love so much. Especially Sekido." Karaku chuckled and saw how Sekido turned his face away. Your hands weren't getting out of this. "Lay on your back, beautiful. Don't keep my waiting for my turn," Karaku said, growing eager for his turn after patiently waiting. Karaku didn't hesitate to grab your thighs and push them to your chest.
"Damn. They did a number on you didn't they? Your clit is sticking out so much~" Karaku moaned softly as the sight, smiling at your needy pussy. Karaku stuck his tongue out flat and licks your pussy and between your folds. "And you're so wet. And tasting so good for me. Let me hear how good it feels~" Karaku said though his tounge out as he licks and his lips kissing and sucking on your clit.
There's no way you could try and hide your voice, especially with Karaku keeping his word and eating you out so good and also your hands being bounded by his clothing. Your back arches and karaku only grips onto your shaking thighs tighter as he begins to eat your pussy out roughly.
"How noisy." Aizetsu commented with his usual frown. However, him, as well as his fellow clones, couldn't take their eyes off the site in front of them. If only you didn't have the blind fold on, you could easily see just how hard they've gotten and practically palming their throbbing cocks through their pants. "She'll be more noisy once she's jumping on my cock after this. Right, y/n?" Urogi laughed.
Sekido grunts. He was growing inpatient. He tried to keep his hands away from his crotch, not trying to edge himself through his clothing like Aizetsu and Urogi. Watching you whimper and moan, how your back arches from your hands being tied back and your thighs shaking in Karaku's grip was sending him over the edge already and made him want you even more.
"Hurry up and make her cum already." Sekido said in angered yet almost desperate tone just wanting to be inside you. "Wow look at that. You've managed to get all four demons in heat just from eating you out. Do you think you can handle all of us at once?" Karaku said, sucking on your clit and folds, then stops, making a pop sound. "Or would you have us pass you around like the good whore you are?" Karaku chuckled and gives your thobbing clit a kiss.
Before you could even come up with some kind of answer, you felt something a bit off. Karaku has always put his tongue on your entrance, but you feel his tongue slide between your folds and inside you a bit too easily, almost like his tongue grew. Karaku pulled back for a moment, letting out a sensual huff. He wasn't tired at all, his tounge was still going to work but even he too wanted you cum and taste it all.
Karaku pulled your body by your thighs towards him and then put you in a feedbag position. You gasped, bracing yourself with your arms behind your back. You felt Karaku's breathing against your clit and his hands on your ass as he uses his thumbs to spread you open, watching your wet folds open up with a slick line of your wetness and then disappearing.
"Oh... there's an ability that demons can do," Aizetsu spoke, as if he felt sorry for you. Before you could understand Aizetsu's words, your body shivers as you feel Karaku's tongue again. This time, his tongue licks your thighs and then eventually moves its way inside you. "O-ooh my god~!" Your breaths quickly as you felt his long tongue inside, already beginning to tounge fuck you like it had a mind of its own.
"Demons are able to make our tounges longer." Aizetsu said as he watches you're reaction. "Wh-why haven't any of you done this - aah!~" you say though moans and cries. "I would've done it. If you guessed the right name," Aizetsu said with some petty. "I'm sorryyy~" you whine as your walls clench down on Karaku's tongue, making him moan in response.
"At least she has something to clench on. Your pussy was just acking to be filling wasn't it?" Urogi asked and watches your mouth hangs open with loud moans. "Y-yes! Yes, yes~" you answered through moans as karaku continues to tounge fuck you, watching you with his emerald green eyes.
Aizetsu sighed. "You're so cute when you apologize," Aizetsu said, stepping towards you. "Aizetsu! Wait, your damn turn," Sekido said, but Aizetsu ignored him. "It is fun to watch. Look at how she reacts to her tits being touched." Urogi grinned and bites his lip watching you.
Aizetsu sat down near your head and leaned down, using his hand to grope your tit while using his finger and rub your sensitive nipple. "Gonna cum?" He asked and watching you nod your head quickly. "Yes, yes yes!~" you said, feeling the orgasm coming as you moans get Louder. Your voice was swallowed by Aizetsu, kissing you deeply and even lengthing his tounge to go down your throat.
You choke slightly from the feeling, making out with Aizetsu until your thighs slam shut around Karaku's head as you moan with a soft groan, cumming on Karaku's tounge. Karaku felt your insides throb, holding his tounge in pace until you relax from your orgasm. Karaku pulled his lips away and slides his tounge out of you, reverting it to normal size.
"That felt so fucking good" Karaku said and slaps your ass before putting your body down. Aizetsu soon too pulled his lips away from the kiss and reverted his tongue back to normal and then, pulling the blind fold over your head and watched your eyes flutter.
It took you a moment for your eyes to ajust to the lighting. You blink a few times and sighed in relief to see again, but soon enough, you saw the room shift as you were quickly picked up. You gasped. It was Urogi. His claw held you by the thighs as he held you over his shoulder. "You can't take all of us on the couch. Let's go to the bed, yeah?" He asks for your approval and looks back at you with a smirk.
"Okay~" you respond as Urogi takes you to the bedroom with the others quickly following behind.
The night was still younge, and you had many more hours to spare to entertain them a little more.
Part two? With the foursome?👀
#demon slayer smut#kny smut#aizetsu x reader#karaku x reader#sekido x reader#aizetsu smut#karaku smut#urogi smut#sekido smut#yn
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Uppermoon HEADcanons
Pairing(s): Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Gyutaro x GN! Reader
Warnings: Oral (M! Receiving) | Cum eating, Throatpies, Hair pulling (Kokushibo) Throat bulge, Hair pulling, Dacryphilia, Somnophilia/CNC (Douma) Praise, Soft dom/Pleasure sub (Akaza)
Word count: 400+
Kokushibo
Your moans and whines were muffled by Kokushibo's cock. Your knees hurt from kneeling for so long. The roots of your hair are being tugged at as your throat is repeatedly violated.
"You asked for this." His monotone voice made you look up at him. It was true, though. You did ask for this. You walked right up to the uppermoon and asked to suck on his dick, just for fun.
But, you didn't ask to be fed enough cum to make you feel like you're about to vomit. Even after pumping load after load of cum into your throat, he still isn't satisfied. I mean, he has to fill all your holes with cum, no?
Douma
Tears streamed down your cheeks as Douma yanks on your hair. Your throat bulged from how big he was.
He laughed at your dazed, fucked out expression.
"Aw~ you look so cute choking on my cock." He coos, petting your hair. "Such a good partner, letting me use your throat like this."
You had awoken in the middle of the night to Douma pushing his cock into your mouth. You, as his personal fuck toy, had already agreed that he could use you how every he liked. But, you certainly didn't expect this. And he didn't show any signs of stopping, so you were in for one long sleepless night.
Akaza
"Fuck- just like that. You're taking me so well," He moans, bucking his hips. Making the tip hit the back of your throat. The sound of you gagging makes his body jolt.
"Are you alright?" He asks, running his fingers through your hair. You hum in response, nodding your head.
"You sure, because I don't want to hurt you." Akaza frowns as you pull away from his cock.
"I'm fine, sweetie. Just focus on your own pleasure, I'm doing this for you." You kiss his cockhead, before sliding it back into your mouth.
Gyutaro
Gyutaro groans as you swirl your tongue around his tip, tasting his pre-cum on your lips.
"How can a gorgeous person like you, love a hideous demon like me?" He spoke, though it was one of those questions he asks just to insult himself. Hearing this you begin to deepthroat his cock, making him let out a shaky gasp.
"You- you must be a desperate whore to want to fuck me." He laughs, holding back a moan. You pull away from his twitching length, glaring up at him.
"Will you shut the fuck up?"
"No, I don't think I wi-" You cut him off by making him moan, your delicate hand wrapped around his saliva-soaked cock was a perfect sight to see. "Fine, fine."
Star's Notes -> I couldn't decide which Hantengu variant to write about
(Because I fucking hate all of them)
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HIII IM THE ONE THAT SENT THE KARAKU THIRST >_< (if I think it's the one you're referring to where I use >_< in the thirst then that's mine!!) I LOVE HIM SM AUUUGH!!! Also I love your new pfp it's soo cutee ^-^💜 I'm gonna do some more thirsting bc I CAN NOT get the clones off my mind!!
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Imagine overstimulating Aizetsu!! He's so sensitive he just can't stop whining and whimpering auugh♡ he's squirming in your lap and his moans and whimpers are getting louds as his orgasm rushes to him once again. He's trying to push your hands away, he just can't take it anymore!! >_<
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also do you have/ do names for anons? If you do is it ok if I can be >_< anon? If you don't that's alright too!! I hope you like my silly thoughts abt the hantengu clones!! I hope you have a nice dayy💜
HI HELLO THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD, I LOVED IT! i wasn't much of a karaku girly til you sent that ask istg. and ty!! i love inosuke <33 oh and you can absolutely be >_< anon!
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!aizetsu, dom!reader, overstimulation, dacryphilia, not proofread.
Aizetsu is devastatingly sensitive, whimpering and arching into every lick and caress. I'm sure you can guess that he's a crier, no matter how gently you're treating him. He just feels so good and can't help but sniffle. And if you thought he was a crybaby before, just wait and see how he becomes a sniveling, sobbing, squirming mess in your lap when you overstimulate him to tears.
He'll whine that he, "just can't take it!" and pleads so pathetically for a break, but you only flutter your lashes and smile serenely at his pleas.
"What's wrong? don't you wanna feel good? You were begging me to cum earlier. I'm giving you what you want." Your words only make him gargle and whimper more, hips squirming around in your lap, trying to get away from the hand that persistently tugs at his oversensitive cock.
Aizetsu is so pretty like this, sweat-slicked black hair sticking to his forehead, bright blue eyes swimming with tears he just can't stave off. For the most part, he hides his face in your shoulder, tongue lapping mindlessly at the length of your throat.
"B-but I already— ahn! please, I've already cum! it's too sensitive, please!" he cries, but his hips begin to buck into the tight tunnel of your fingers instead of away from it despite his protests.
It hurts to be touched so soon after cumming, but it feels so good.
"If it's too much why're you fucking my hand like a slut?" you chuckle huskily, eyes glimmering and dilated as you watch his bottom lip tremble.
"M'not! it's you, you k-keep... keep making me feel s'good, can't stop my hips." Aizetsu’s tone loses its bite towards the end, wavering as your thumb sweeps over the sensitive head of his cock to tease at the leaking slit.
Your hand makes a humiliating, lewd squelching noise on his cock, still slippery with his previous release. He hates how it makes him throb in your tight grip, kanji-inscribed eyes tipping back into his head as you pluck every thought and worry from his pretty little head.
His balls throb, already taut and clenched close to his body in anticipation. Aizetsu shudders harshly and sags against you, shaking and drooling a wet spot onto your shirt. He realizes, almost miserably, that he's going to cum again. And you can tell straight away by the way his thighs shiver and propel his hips harder into the faux hole your hand provides, and the kicked puppy noises that bubble in his raw throat.
"Gonna cum! Oh fuck- I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Aizetsu sobs, brows pinching and legs clamping down around your hand as he seizes with his second orgasm. You stroke him through it despite his efforts to pin your wrist with his thighs, prying a leg to the side to watch him spurt ropes and ropes over your fist. “P-please stop! It’s too m-much!”
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nsfw, sub. urogi, dom. reader, adult reader!!, gn. reader (cock mentioned, can be a strap or not), pet play, praise kink, handjobs, anal sex, restraints, cnc (safe word agreed before narrative), ruined orgasm, absolute filthy smut
urogi is so cute when he's being fucked, he's such a lovely pet.
he's playful, he's always smiling and cracking small comments through the act, but most of the time because he faces how flustered he actually is by being goofy. his laughter comes out brokenly from his mouth when you tell him he's being such a good pet for you, his cheeks darken and his stomach flutters at the praise.
urogi is also restless, he does not stay still for a moment, he always feels and listens to his body so he can't stop his hips from swinging while giving him head or handjobs, from fluttering his wings excitedly, from digging his claws onto the matress and ripping the fabric, from kicking his feet when he's close, even shivering and getting goosebumps from your hand only running along his back.
don't be surprised if he gets louder as you go on, he is most likely to scream if you make him feel too good. but dear mercy, the real problem is when he moves too much, he kicks his feet and swings his hips so much more when he's approaching orgasm. you get to play with this sometimes, by giving him a punishment.
he cries so loudly when he can't feel himself fully, he gets desperate as you torture him by having him all tied up to a chair, no movements allowed, no freedom at all. his upper taloons are tied behind his back, lower ones tied to the chair's legs and wings closed restrained with chains. he suffers even more when you're giving him a handjob and his orgasm approaches, restraints never letting him rock around, feeling desperate and uncomfortable in his own body. pretty tears rolling down his cheeks at his ruined orgasm, whining "noo..! stop it, please, untie me (y/n) please!"
his complaints go unaddressed as you tighten your grip on his cock with both hands and begin to jerk him off harder and faster, making him shout at the overstimulation on his sensitive and swollen tip "don't be so scandalous, be a good pet and take it".
he can't break free from the ropes and so he begins to beg again "no! no! stop!! nghah! i c-can't!! i can't take it! make it s-stop! please please!!" he cries out, his body desperately fighting against your restrictions trying to escape your merciless torture "fuck, fuck, fuck!!" more tears falling off his eyes as he shut them close.
it only takes him a few moments to loosen and fall exhausted on the chair, his body no longer capable of enduring his punishment, dry dark red cheeks and yellow eyes begging to rest. his chest goes up and down trying to recover but he's so tired, he just wants now an eternal nap, he, the so hyperactive urogi, wants nothing more than rest.
but the fun only just begins for you, now that he endured his punishment all the way, it is time to reward him, just when he gets to control his breath and recover just a little bit, you untie all of his extremities and carry him to the futon, making him lay on his tummy for you. he knows what you are doing but he's so ruined and sore to even speak. "my little pet took the punishment so well, it shall receive a reward for being so strong~" he barely jolts at your thumb rubbing his entrance before sliding two fingers in, his cheeks go darker and his mouth twists into a grimace, he feels he could almost cry for being praised so lovingly after a torture that felt like hours.
you succesfully manage to make urogi stay still while you fuck him without any restraints. you fuck his ass surprisingly lovingly, slow hip movements allowing you to dig deeper inside of him and making him moan the sweetest noises you ever heard. he enjoys this slow fucking, especially after being used mercilessly by you minutes ago.
"my baby, i was so rough to you, you like being fucked like this? yeah? mmh, of course, you're my good pet, you deserve no less" you say as you slam your hips a little bit faster against him.
your praises only help him feel more dizzy and cock-drunk. he just loves how good your dick feels inside of him and how gently you treat him, he is too tired to have his body responding to you so he just mumbles and moans nonsense until he comes again, as a prize this time.
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Hiii im kinda new to this so im sorry if i mess up!
If u play genshin can u do the hantengu clones with a ganyu reader but if u doesn't can u do the hantengu clones taking a bath with nervous reader (nsfw) I'm sorry if this is too much😣😣😣😓😓😓
you are my first ask!! i am so sorry i do not play genshin though, but hopefully what i am presenting will be good. also i have never written a full smut scene so this was really difficult to write, idk if it's good 😭
Hot Springs
hantengu clones × nervous reader
warnings: smut, sub f!reader, praise kink, consensual non-con, size kink, somnophillia, overstimulation, loss of virginity, nipple pinching, cunninglus, aizetsu is whiny
you ran through the forests, clutching your sword. you were sure you sensed a demon just now. but where was he?
you looked around for the umpteenth time. nope, no one in sight.
the kakushi accompanying you caught up to you huffing. "y/n sama," he said panting, "you aren't fully healed yet. please take some rest."
"there is a demon here!!" you shouted at the poor kakushi, "how can i leave my duty and-"
"but there's no one in sight," the kakushi retorted. "please take some rest for the time being. i will personally inform you if i see anything suspicious."
you started to calm down a bit. "fine," you finally agreed.
the kakushi smiled at you with his masked face. "there's a really nice hot spring not very far from here. i have heard it has healing abilities. you should definitely try it."
you laughed a bit. you knew that some kakushis can be really weird, especially the one who had made the love hashira's uniform.
"you will be ogling at me, huh?"
the kakushi blushed furiously. "n-no ma'am," she said quickly calming down, "if you allow, i have been offered a job of helping some injured slayers down the hill. but i cannot leave you alo-"
"you may go," you said dismissing the kakushi.
"but-"
"i can survive myself, there are other people in need of you, you should leave."
the kakushi looked at you, before bowing deeply and leaving instantly.
you started to walk deeper into the forest in search of the spring. "i am sure it isn't far."
it wasn't. a mere fifteen minutes walk later, you found the hot spring, bubbling.
"well, i guess it's not too bad to relax," you thought as you started undressing.
the mist of the springs made you feel so relaxed, sleepy infact, as you were sure you would drowse off there.
but you were too lazy to even get out.
that is when you heard some voices from the other side. male voices.
you couldn't see them properly because of the mist, but you could figure out there was atleast four of them.
you grew nervous. after all, your swords and clothes were kept far from here in a safe area.
"maybe this is a mixed bath," you thought, even though you felt hot at the idea of being naked while there were other men in the spring.
"relax," you said to yourself. but as you heard the voices getting nearer, you couldn't help but try to slip away.
too late.
"look who do we have here~" you heard a voice through your daze, as anxiety filled you.
you looked up to a pair of green eyes, and...horns.
"demons?!" you screamed before a hand muffled your voice, as you looked up to see a yellow eyed demon too.
"how dare you use our private spring?!" the red eyes demon shouted at you.
you tried to retort back by saying that his name wasn't written there, but your mouth was still muffled by the other demon.
you read their kanji. uppermoon four...
you tried to free yourself from the hands of the yellow eyed demon, gripping him so hard that you were sure you heard his surprised yowl, but the blue eyed demon stopped you. "i am sad you are trying to hurt us," he said, with his worried face.
"heh sekido," the green eyed demon started, "looks like she's a demon slayer. she has extraordinary strength."
"i can see that you foo-"
"guys please stop fighting-"
"shut up!" the three other demons shouted in unison, as the blue eyed demon immediately became quiet.
in the meanwhile you had succeeded in freeing yourself from the yellow eyed demon's grip, and attempted to flee, but the red eyed demon, apparently sekido, grabbed you back and pulled you into the waters again.
"shit," you thought to yourself, "they are going to kill me. i can't even fight back because the mist of the spring has numbed my senses."
"how dare you come here and relax?!" sekido's voice growled.
"awww, poor girl, she didn't know," the green and yellow eyed demons laughed together.
please stay quiet karaku, urogi,"the blue eyed demon said. "let sekido handle this."
the demons ignored him, as karaku kept his arm on sekido's hand and said, "let's not kill her. today's mission was extremely difficult. let's have some fun?"
urogi on cue, asked the other demon, "what do you think, aizetsu?"
while they were conversing, you finally had a clear look at the four demons towering over you. their bodies were rather muscular, and they were naked, there semi-hard dicks dangling right before your eyes.
"looks like she's in too," you heard karaku laugh. "look at how she's staring at our cocks. she could almost drool."
your face reddened at their suggestion, as you tried to free yourself from their grips.
"well, well," said sekido, "you're not leaving without receiving your punishment."
you have no idea how much time has passed. your only recollection is that they dragged you through the mist, into the middle of the hot spring.
you couldn't even try to escape, the mist having numbed your senses completely. they groped your breasts, as urogi started sucking your nipples while groping your other breast. karaku on the other hand nipped your neck, covering them with multiple bruises and hickies. aizetsu took a place between your knees, massaging them, trying to calm down your increased pants, while kissing your thighs.
you grew more and more nervous as you watched sekido stand nearby watching you, his face was definitely angry, but, but he was smirking?
all those thoughts were erased from your mind when a finger prodded on your cunt. you looked down to see aizetsu staring up at you, with a questioning glance, wanting approval.
you understood you were already in this deep when you nodded.
quite immediately aizetsu started licking you up, his finger roughly entering your hole, which wasn't much moisturized.
"i-it hurts," your voice left in a whisper as you tried to concentrate on the pleasure karaku was giving your breasts.
aizetsu went on sucking your clit, as you gasped. demon slaying had never given you time to take care of yourself so you were naturally sensitive.
how would you ever have known that four demons would be doing this with you?
you stifled your moans as much as you could, but you let out a whine as you neared your climax.
"n-no more-"
you came on aizetsu's face, embarrassed that you couldn't stop yourself, but he didn't seem to mind as he went on sucking you.
you were in a state of daze, as you were overstimulated beyond you could take, when you felt someone push aizetsu away.
"move," karaku said, "it's my time to enjoy her," he said roughly entering you.
you screamed out a bit at the sudden intrusion, it was really painful after all.
"look sekido, i took her virginity," he laughed. you looked over at sekido with your half open eyes, and he looked very angry.
but you had no time to relax. karaku pounded into you constantly, as a string of moans erupted from you. you were surprised yourself by the noises you were making.
"isn't it huge?" karaku said leaning over to suck your boobs, while one hand snaked down to rub your clit. "my dick is ruining you, aww," he laughed at you pitifully.
you couldn't mutter out a word. you gripped on his biceps as the stimulation became too much for you to handle, and you came again.
"s-stop, aah"
you were almost passing out, but a gentle slap on your cheek woke you up, as you saw sekido taking karaku's place.
"no falling asleep now, little slayer," urogi said caressing your face, "sekido doesn't like that."
sekido wrapped his arms around your body, in a possessive manner. "don't you dare pass out," he growled. "this is a punishment," he said.
you were already scared, but sekido's length had your reeling. it was really hard to enter you, but once he had, your head was thrown back as you whined, scratching on his chest.
"what a naughty girl you are, enjoying your punishment," he mocked, "did you just come from me entering you? pathetic."
he started moving gently, but his speed altered and soon he was pounding into you like karaku, hell even faster than him.
you were on the brink of consciousness, and your body was tired when you came again and again.
"i want to try her next!" you heard urogi's delightful scream.
you moaned out loud when sekido hit a certain spot in you, and kept on doing that, as you came again.
"his growls, his growls sound so hot," you thought, as you closed your eyes when you came again from his ruthless pounding.
you slowly opened your eyes to see, aizetsu shallowly thrusting into you.
did you fall asleep? how are they still continuing?
aizetsu seeing you awake, smiled brightly.
"i was so scared you were hurt," he said, before whimpering, "y-you are so tight."
you looked around for the others. aizetsu, as if reading your thoughts, told, "they have left already. i am sorry they misbehaved. i will take care of you," he said, before whimpering as he came inside you.
"s-so warm," you threw your head back, your mind still reeling. aizetsu nipped at your neck, kissing so gently as you almost melted from his touch, unconsciously pulling him close and grinding on him.
god, this was a punishment to remember.
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Sub/bottom hantengu clones x top male reader where??
But no seriously where is well come out??
#hantengu#sekido#karaku#urogi#aizetsu#top male reader#kny#demon slayer#upper moon 4#asking question♡
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UROGI IS SO..AUGHH
I wanna fuck this goofy bird man.🙌🏾
After hearing his dub, I never wanted a man this badly. I’m down BAD for him.
Urogi x reader headcanons
Alright this feather fuck is a complete GOOFBALL. He doesn’t take shit seriously. He thinks almost everything is a game.
But he is surprisingly clingy.
He wont leave you alone for a minute, he’s by your side 24/7.
Expect him to randomly fly off with you on his back.
He loves pranks. He would often ask if you would want to prank Sekido with him. Which you declined FAST, cus your head would be on the ground.
He’s a bit slow, so take it easy on the poor guy. If you ever ask him to do something simple, he does the exact opposite. But he’s trying his best.
Please cuddle, kiss and, give this guy head pats he needs them to boost his ego.
If Sekido ever calls him out on his bullshit and YOU agree with Sekido, Urogi is sulking. He’s going to be like Aizetsu but worse and..that won’t be very joyful to deal with.
He’s insecure about his appearance honestly, mainly his talons.
Kiss his talons and praise him. He needs to hear it specifically from YOU.
Remember how I said he’s clingy? If you ever try to leave; go out to get food ect. He INSISTS to tag along with you, but it’s day time and he can’t go outside.
I’d imagine he would hug and beg you to go at night so he can go with you.
He would sit there like this waiting for you to come back.
He is also both Big and little spoon. He doesn’t care which one he is, he just wants to be with you.
Just look at this man and tell me he’s not a switch? If you disagree..block me/j
He can last a long time in bed. Minus from Karaku. That’s for another time.
He’s one LOUD person in bed.
He moans, whines, whimpers ect.
Remember when I said he’s a Goofball? He’s a goof in bed too. He will be cracking jokes like it’s nothing.
He doesn’t care who hears him screaming out in pleasure. He wants whoever to hear him to also know that his lovely S/O is making him feel good.
He’s into praising..tell me Im wrong.
I like to think he has a breeding kink…Like he would randomly moan out “Breed me please! I’ve been your good boy!” Some shit like that, but you know what I mean.
If he’s the one topping you, he will humiliate the fuck out of you and, just laugh about it.
He would breed you like there’s no tomorrow.
I think he would fuck you in front of a mirror, just so you can see yourself when he’s fucking you dumb.
But he’s good with aftercare, he will cuddle the hell out of you until you both are asleep.
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Sinful Sunday Request, your writing is amazing😊!!!! Just thinking about Sekido with a fem! S/o, who has a personality that is his complete opposite. Gentle, caring, patient, the whole nine yards. At least, that is what the other clones see. In the bedroom though? She is an absolute dominating beast who is not afraid to hurt Sekido (we all know this man is a huge masochist so it works very well for him). She is not afraid to make him bleed, to mark him completely to the point where even his regeneration is slowing down, he's a complete mess, and he knows that she doesn't plan on stopping anytime soon, not that he's complaining......... he was being a brat anyways so this is very well deserved. What can he say? The thought of such punishments excite him.
Bonus if she can all but rival his strength. A woman who is patient with him, but not afraid to hurt him and toss him around? Yes please.
Warnings: face slapping, dom-sub, mentions of blood
SINFUL SUNDAY
Nestled near the outskirts of an ancient village, surrounded by the whispers of rustling leaves and the distant hum of nature, was a quaint hut that Sekido and his fellow clones called home. This secluded spot provided a semblance of solace from the demands of their training and the prying eyes of others.
Living amidst these otherworldly beings tested the boundaries of your understanding and patience on daily basis.
That evening, you found yourself seated in the corner, desperately trying to mend a tear in your worn-out cloak. The room was charged with tension as the clones became increasingly aggressive, locked in a heated argument about the latest mission assigned to Hantengu by Lord Muzan.
Urogi scowled, vehemently declaring, "This mission was a suicide run! Lord Muzan was testing us, and I wouldn't fall for it!"
Karaku, equally enraged, retorted, "You were just a coward, 'Rogi. We needed to prove ourselves. I wouldn't back down from any challenge, khe-khe!"
Their voices clashed, filling the room with a palpable sense of discord. Aizetsu attempted to mediate, saying, "All of you, calm down! We needed a strategy, not a shouting match. Let's think this through. Your argument is making me so sad."
Sekido scoffed, "Strategy, eh? We should've just charged in and been done with it, for fuck's sake. None of this overthinking nonsense!"
You, realizing that your attempts at sewing were futile amidst the chaos, decided to interject. "Hey, could you all just take a breather and figure this out calmly? You were on the same team, after all?"
Urogi shot you an annoyed glance. "Stay out of this, human. This was none of your business."
Sekido's face contorted with anger as he unleashed a torrent of furious words at Urogi, who had spoken to you in a disrespectful manner. "What the hell do you think you're doing, talking to her like that? Have some damn respect!"
You, attempting to maintain composure, interjected, "Hey, guys, let's calm down. There's no need for this argument."
Ignoring your attempt to defuse the situation, Urogi shot back at Sekido, "Mind your own business, Sekido! I can talk to this bitch however I want."
Sekido, now incensed, raised his voice even louder, "No one talks to her like that, you idiot, but me! She's fucking mine. Show some decency!"
You stepped in again, blinking as you heard Sekido's words. "Excuse me?! Let's just stop this shit, now."
Your attempts at diplomacy fell on deaf ears, and soon, Sekido was screaming at you, his frustration reaching a boiling point. The room echoed with the intensity of their argument, leaving you caught in the crossfire of a heated confrontation that seemed to have no end in sight. Sighing, you acknowledged that your sewing project would have to wait as you couldn't focus anymore.
The clones continued their heated debate, each voice contributing to the chaotic symphony of dissent.
Eventually, Sekido, with a brooding expression, retreated to his bedroom, the door closing firmly behind him.
As time passed, the rest of the clones dispersed to their own rooms, seeking solace in the privacy of their thoughts. The echoes of the confrontation still resonated, leaving a palpable sense of unease in the air.
After a moment, when the corridors had cleared, you cautiously made your way to Sekido's door. There was a tentative knock, and then you entered, finding him sitting on his futon.
As you entered the dimly lit bedroom, the atmosphere shifted. The facade of the caring and patient partner you portrayed around his counterparts transformed into a subtle anticipation that hung in the air.
Sekido, though accustomed to the dichotomy, felt a heightened sense of awareness.
The moment the door closed behind you, the gentle exterior gave way to a commanding presence. "Strip," you commanded, your voice echoing in the confined space. The flicker of candles cast dancing shadows across the room.
Sekido, though stoic, followed your directive without protest, in silence. He turned to you, a question forming on his lips, but you silenced him with a single, demanding look.
The air thickened with anticipation as you approached, your movements deliberate and purposeful as you took off your attire, letting it fall to the ground. It was a side of you that Sekido both feared and craved.
"Get on your knees," you commanded, your tone leaving no room for negotiation.
The red-eyed deamon, though initially taken aback, complied without hesitation, his eyes locking onto yours.
You reached the small closet where you stored your belongings as Sekido watched, silently awaiting your next move. You retrieved the leather whip from its place. Upon returning to Sekido, you admonished him, "You've behaved poorly today, speaking to me disrespectfully in the presence of your peers."
Slap! A swift crack echoed through the air as the leather whip struck his left shoulder, leaving a small cut that began to seep blood.
Sekido's expression contorted into a disapproving frown. "Do you believe that striking me with this implement will leave any impact, woman? You're nothing more than a weakling, after all."
Slap! The whip found its mark on his right shoulder, and this time the impact carried more strength and calculation.
"Conduct yourself and communicate with me in a manner befitting, or I won't be as lenient next time!" You warned. Then you walked up to Sekido and knelt in fron of him, taking his cock in your hand. "Already hard I see," you commented. "You like being my bitch, don't you?"
"Yes, mistress," the demon replied truthfully; his cock growing even harder as you held it in the palm of your hand.
"I can tell," you said as you wrapped your fingers round his dick and gave it a loving squeeze.
Sekido let out a pathetic whimper. He experienced a profound sense of discomfort – a demon subjected to degradation at the hands of a mere human! Despite his intense aversion to the situation, there existed an unsettling pleasure in the sensation.
"On the futn," you ordered, and Sekido obeyed.
After he reclined, you knelt beside him, taking his dick in your hand and gently stroking it. "I expect an apology for today," you asserted.
Reluctantly, Sekido offered his apology.
You released your grip, cradling his erect dick in the palm of your hand. In a sudden, assertive motion, your other hand ascended and descended sharply, delivering a resounding slap to his swollen shaft.
"FUCK!" Sekido whined. "Oh, you fucking…" he snorted, but you didn't let him finish the sentence.
Your fingers delivered another resounding smack onto Sekido's dick. Twice more, you raised your hand, and twice more, the forceful impact reverberated on the engorged flesh. The vivid, searing pain radiating through his shaft surged intensely through his entire body.
"Fuck! I'm… Sorry!" He raised his voice.
"You forgot something."
"I'm sorry, mistress!"
"Good boy." You resumed the gentle caress of his dick, and before long, your lips enveloped the erect shaft, engaging in an intense and fervent act of oral pleasure while helping yourself with one hand caressing his heavy balls.
Sekido emitted low, guttural grunts, a primal resonance emanating from deep within his chest, as he attempted to slip a hand into your hair.
With a resounding pop, you withdrew, slapping his dick once more. "Don't you dare lay a finger on me, brat," you declared.
He grunted unhappily but reluctantly withdrew his hands.
Continuing to pleasure his dick with your mouth, you skillfully glided the tip of your tongue beneath the prominent vein along his shaft, eliciting a response as his cock began to twitch. It was only at this moment that you straddled him, effortlessly guiding his firm dick into your cunny.
You set a brisk rhythm, energetically riding him with a continuous up-and-down motion, occasionally delivering a cheeky slap to his face. "You're quite the brat, Sekido," you remarked, intensifying the pace. "Disregarding your girlfriend in front of others. How pathetic."
His gaze was fixed on the rhythmic bounce of your breasts as you moved along his shaft; the sight of you astride him, skillfully riding, was making his dick throb even harder. "I fucking apologized, woman."
You grinned, delivering a firmer slap to his face. "It doesn't change the fact that you behaved like the real brat you are."
As he approached the brink of orgasm, you teasingly withdrew his dick almost entirely from your pussy, leaving just the tip nestled in the warmth. "Uh-uh, you won't climax until I permit it."
Sekido let out a loud curse in response. "Fuck, darling!"
You firmly gripped his shaft, squeezing it hard; it drew a pained moan from his lips. "I explicitly told you to abandon this demeanor, didn't I?" you reminded.
The demon merely nodded in acknowledgment.
You skillfully teased him in that manner for a solid half-hour. By that point, your pussy was swollen, and your clitoris so sensitized that each movement of your hips, urging his dick deeper within you, collided with your moans of pleasure and Sekido's guttural groans.
Eventually, you dismounted, lying on your back and parting your legs. "Fuck me and make me cum, and maybe, just maybe, I'll contemplate forgiving your behaviour."
Sekido pressed your legs apart with the leverage of his knee, swiftly pushing himself back into you, establishing a vigorous and unyielding tempo. The tip of his dick grazed your cervix with each forceful thrust. Before long, guttural grunts emanated from him, particularly accentuated when your sharp nails raked down his back, leaving behind a trail of bloody marks.
In no time, he released deep within your pussy; the runny, warm cum cascading through your velvety walls, accompanied by Sekido's primal growls reminiscent of a wild creature. Collapsing atop you, he pressed kisses to the sensitive crook of your neck. "Will you forgive me?"
Seizing a handful of his hair, you forcefully yanked his head back, delivering another resounding slap to his face. A mischievous grin played on your lips as you snarled, "Oh, Sekido, I'm far from finished with you. Better play the part of a good and obedient boy for your human mistress for the rest of the night, and your deeds may be forgiven."
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blog & request rules ;
minors and ageless blogs do not interact! you will be blocked on sight.
this blog is dom!reader x sub!yandere!character only. you can find sub!reader everywhere else so don’t come looking for it here.
all gender identities are welcome but this blog mainly caters to fem/afab!readers.
this blog is yandere-centric and will be littered with dark content, though all of these things will be tagged.
anon hate & rude asks will be ignored & deleted on sight cus idc.
this is a sideblog and i’ll mostly be posting fic here, so it won’t be nearly as active as my main -> @vampcubus
characters i write for ;
-> kimetsu no yaiba
kyojuro rengoku ; obanai iguro ; tengen uzui & wives ; shinobu kocho ; sanemi shinazugawa ; shinjuro rengoku ; zenitsu agatsuma ; inosuke hashibira ; tanjiro kamado ; genya shinazugawa ; muzan kibutsuji ; akaza ; gyutaro ; gyokko ; hantengu clones (sekido & urogi preferred) ;
-> telltale batman
john doe/joker ; edward nygma/riddler ; harvey dent/two-face ; harley quinn ;
-> helluva boss
blitzø ; fizzarolli ; asmodeus ; mammon ;
-> the arcana
lucio ; muriel ; asra ; vulgora ;
-> dragon ball
goku ; vegeta ; gohan ; broly ; frieza ; frost ; beerus ; android 17 ; android 18 ; zamasu ; goku black ; jiren ;
-> miscellaneous fandom yanderes
mizu (blue eye samurai) ; sidon (loz botw & totk) ; john doe (visual novel) ; victor van dort (corpse bride) ;
-> original yandere characters
coming soon!
request rules ;
👩🏻🔬: requests aren't guaranteed and might take me a while (especially since i run another blog as well) but i'll try to finish as many as i can >:3
yandere!character is the main focus of this blog, but yandere!reader is also acceptable!
all characters aged up to 18+ if applicable
please be specific and have a concept instead of sending something like ‘kyojuro x reader smut’ i’ll be more likely to write it if you know exactly what you want :)
will write ;
fics, headcanons, and quick thirsts/drabbles.
dom!reader x sub!yandere!character. (top! or bottom!reader so long as they are dominant)
fem or afab!reader for nsfw. will do fem or gender-neutral reader for sfw. (pls specify if you’d prefer a gn!reader)
non-sexual non-con, dub-con, non-con touching/affection, stalking, controlling behavior, kidnapping, manipulation, blood & gore.
polyamory, threesomes, and harems (ex: uzuren x reader, obamitsu x reader, inotan x reader, kamaboko trio x reader, fizzmodeus x reader)
a/b/o dynamics. alpha!reader x omega!character preferred, but will write for dominant omega readers (ex: prime omega!reader)
monsterfucking/teratophilia, monster/cryptid au yanderes (ex: cryptid!kyojuro, werewolf!sanemi, eldritch horror!yandere)
kny demon pet au (@/invertedphantasmagoria, @/phantasmiafxndom), hybrid au, catboys, puppyboys, bunnyboys etc...
won’t write ;
sub!reader x dom!character
male or amab!readers.
kink no-no’s: sexual non-con, incest/stepcest, daddy kink, piss play/watersports/omorashi, foot fetish, maledom.
forced pregnancy, miscarriages.
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