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weeabooofficial · 2 years

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Curiosity [18+]

Warnings: Language, nsfw smut, oral sex, dirty talk, drinking, tengen with a tongue piercing,

Pairing: Tengen Uzui x Reader

Word Count: 2.5K

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A/N: This is for @decayish and @kireirengoku Wanna Ruin Our Friendship Collab! Also big thanks to @offendedfishnoises for proofing this for me! I hope you all enjoy it!

It wasn’t supposed to go like this.

You and Tengen were supposed to stay friends, and nothing was supposed to change. That was the whole point of childhood friends right?

Wrong.

Growing up together, the two of you were inseparable going everywhere and doing everything together. Where one of you was found, the other was right behind yelling about something unrelated.

Your mothers would joke about how the two of you would one day fall in love, to which you would scrunch up your face and give a disgusted look at the idea of falling in love with your best friend.

All that changed after high school.

Taking the summer, you decided to travel around the world to see various places you had only read about in books. Hawaii, London, Paris, and so many more where you got to see how other people lived their lives and went about their summer vacation.

When you returned, everything was going to go back to normal while you and Tengen were slated to go to the same university. He was going for an art degree while you were going for photography.

It wasn’t until the back to school party you both attended did you notice it. There he was lounging back on the couch with his arms resting on it, and you caught the faintest glint of metal as he took a bite of whatever cheap food was served.

As if he could feel you staring at him, Tengen turned to look at you with a confused look. “What?”

You saw it again, the slightest hint of silver in his mouth. Leaning forward, you were almost on his lap trying to figure out what the hell was in his mouth.

“Can I help you, or are you just going to stare at me?” he asked, raising a brow.

Now that you were this close, you could see clearly what it was. Tengen had gotten a tongue ring.

“When did you get that?”

“What?”

You were seconds from grabbing his tongue and pulling it out of his mouth, if it wasn’t for the shit eating grin he had on his face as he watched you stare at him.

“You know what! When did you get the piercing?”

“I got it over the summer,” Tengen then stuck his tongue out at you, showing off the little ball that rested on his tongue. “Like it?”

Like it?

There was no way in hell you could tell Tengen the thoughts going through your head. All you could think about was how that little piece of metal would feel against the roof of your mouth as he kissed you senseless.

Wait, since when did you want your best friend to kiss you?

Jumping back away from him, you avoided Tengen’s look as you tried to occupy yourself with anything but the look he was giving you. The rest of the party was spent with you avoiding your friend at all costs, no matter what he did to try and figure out what caused your sudden mood change.

It took weeks for you to be even able to look at him without those thoughts flooding into your mind, and more. Two months, and you could hold a conversation with him again without wanting to run and hide.

After a long night of studying, you had a couple of girlfriends over. Shinobu was lounging back on your futon next to you with Mitsuri draped across your laps. Several drinks were shared, and all inhibitions were gone.

“So Y/N, what’s been going on with you lately?” Shinobu asked. “We never see you anymore,”

“School, and other reasons.”

Not one to be oblivious, Shinobu and Mitsuri had noticed you were avoiding a certain someone. Was it because you finally realized your true feelings for your friend?

Narrowing her eyes, Shinobu was determined to get the truth from you. “Have you ladies noticed anything new?”

Mitsuri lifted her head off Shinobu’s lap to look at the two of you. “Either of you notice that our mathlete team is better than our football team?”

Hiding your giggles, you watched Shinobu roll her eyes. “I mean anything new within our inner circle.”

“I’ve noticed Mitsuri getting close with a certain someone,” you grinned watching her face turn a slight shade of pink.

“That had nothing to do with right now, do you want to talk about why you’ve been avoiding Tengen lately?”

“I haven’t been avoiding him.” you answered quickly.

The other two girls raised a brow and shared a knowing smile. “You sure? Because once school started, I’ve seen you without him more than I’ve seen you with him. It wouldn’t have anything to do with your trip does it?”

Lifting your cup, you looked at it. “It’s not my fault he decided to get a fucking piercing while I was gone.” you muttered into your cup before taking a long drink.

Mitsuri sat up and spit out her drink. “What!?”

Giving them a side-eyed look, you were really confused now. Why was this such a big deal?

“You’re telling me that it was a tongue piercing that made you realize you were attracted to your best friend, and not the fact you were apart for months?” Shinobu asked.

“What are you two talking about?”

The girls shared yet another look. They loved you, but damn were you oblivious. Deciding to change the topic, the three of you finished off the last bottle of tequila before crashing for the night. Mitsuri was your dorm mate, and neither of you minded letting Shinobu take the futon.

It wasn’t until almost a week later when you realized something was up.

Not only were Shinobu and Mitsuri more secretive around you, but Tengen seemed to be around a lot more and you were trying to distance yourself. The night with the girls was a blur so you had no recollection of everything that happened, but you had a feeling that Tengen’s sudden clinginess was tied to it.

Walking back from your last class of the day, you kicked open the door to your dorm to find that someone was already there and waiting for you. Sitting in a pair of gray sweats and a muscle tank, Tengen watched as you shut the door and turned to see him there.

“Tengen! How did you get in here?” you squeaked, avoiding his look.

“Mitsuri gave me her key, said we needed to talk.”

You were not liking where this was going.

Gripping your bookbag in your arms tightly, you stepped back against the door as Tengen rose to his feet and walked over to you. Placing his hands on his hips, he leaned down to look at you through his thick lashes.

“T–Talk?” you stuttered, “What do we need to talk about?”

Raising a brow as if to ask if you were serious, Tengen tilted his head. “She said you were avoiding me, want to tell me why?”

Tightening your lips, you refused to speak knowing your voice would betray you.

“Not going to talk?” he asked. “That’s too bad, I wanted to hear how much you liked my piercing from your lips not hers.”

Your eyes went wide, just what did you say that night to her and Shinobu?

Watching as he leaned closer, Tengen licked his lips with the piercing visible from your view. What you wouldn’t give to see what it feels like. Looking at your feet, you could feel his eyes on you savoring every movement.

Tengen grinned down at you, watching your body visibly tense as he leaned closer.

“You want to see what it feels like?”

Lifting your head up quickly, you were met with his fuchsia eyes staring at you with a hidden gleam in them. Before you knew what you were doing, you nodded and Tengen’s lips were on yours.

Your head thudded back against the wooden door, as his mouth lay claim to yours. His hands took your waist, as you set the bag on the floor. Slowly he began to pry open your mouth with his lips before slipping his tongue in your mouth.

A soft whimper left you at the feeling of the piercing on the roof of your mouth. The cool metal made your knees weak as Tengen used his arms to support your wait so you wouldn’t collapse.

Running his tongue along yours, your body shivered feeling the metal ball caress yours.

Breaking the kiss, Tengen inhaled through his nose as he nuzzled your face.

“Fuck baby girl–” pressing kisses to the skin of your throat, he pulled you closer. “Wanna feel it in other places?”

An airy moan left your lips feeling his on your neck, leaning into his hold. Fuck did you want to see what else he could do to you; everything he could give you and more.

“Tengen–” you gasped. “I wanna–.” It was getting hard to breathe from the way he was looking at you.

“I want more.”

Not wasting another second, Tengen grabbed you by the waist and pulled you towards the couch. Laying you back on it, his lips were on yours before his hands made work of exploring your body.

Large hands grabbed at your breasts, hips and thighs desperate to get more of your soft skin while his mouth kissed you fiercely. Leaning up into his touch, you tugged on his hair wanting to feel more of him.

Pulling away from your lips, Tengen chuckled as you let out a soft whine.

“Don’t stop–”

Shushing you with another kiss, Tengen’s hands worked on the button of your shorts. “Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll take care of you.” Pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh, Tengen began to pull down your jeans shorts to reveal a cute pair of pink panties with bunnies on them, already soaked through from your arousal.

“I always knew you were a cute, pink bunny kind of girl.” he grinned, pulling you closer by the ankles once your shorts were off.

“I swear, if you say one more damn word before you fuck me, I will rip that piercing out.” you threatened.

“Feisty too,”

You were about to say something when Tengen’s tongue lapped at your clothed pussy, causing you to gasp at the feeling. Tipping your head back, your hip bucked up towards him desperate for more.

“What was that darling?”

“Fuck you,”

“I’m trying, but someone keeps interrupting me.” he grinned.

Dodging the swipe to his head, Tengen grabbed your wrists and held them above your head to the arm of the couch. “Now, now, do I need to punish you already baby girl?”

Shrinking back into the couch, you bit your lip and shook your head.

“That’s my girl,” he hummed, nuzzling his face in your shoulder to place a kiss before moving lower once again. His lips danced across your skin as he slid the bottom of your shirt up, nipping at the skin of your hip. Before you could blink, his teeth latched onto the lace lining of your panties before teasingly pulling them down.

Leaving them resting at your knees, Tengen took your legs and propped them over his shoulders giving him full access to your cunt. A shudder ripped through you feeling his hot breath fan over your core, his mouth too far for your liking.

“Tengen–” rutting your hips into his face, you let out a whine at the lack of contact.

Holding your hips down, Tengen leaned down and licked up your folds humming in content at the gasp that escaped you. The feeling of the cool metal had you keening at his touch, already desperate for more and he’s barely touched you.

A grin formed on his face as he did it again, but this time he lingered fully tasting your arousal as it clung to his tongue. Savoring the taste of you on his tongue, Tengen nuzzled your clit with his nose pushing his tongue into your tight pussy.

Crying out his name, you jolted off the couch feeling the piercing stroke your walls. The feeling of it was enough to drive you insane, words unable to form because of it. Resting your ankles on his shoulders, you squeezed his head with your thighs and he made a pleased sound.

“Nothing I love more than my baby girl suffocating me with her thighs,” he grinned, leaning up to nip playfully at the plush skin of your thigh. “Well, there is one thing I love more and it’s her sweet pussy as she clenches around my tongue.”

Not saying another word, Tengen went right back to it making you squirm under his hold. Your moans and pleas made him grin as he worked you closer and closer to your orgasm. Reaching down to grip his hair, you pulled at the strands making him groan into your soaked cunt.

“That feel good baby?” he hummed, continuing his ministrations to your clit. “Feel so good you’re gonna cum on my face?”

“Yes–fuck yes!” you cried, tilting your head back.

With a cry of his name, you felt yourself come undone as you coated his tongue and mouth in your cum. Gripping his hair tighter for support, you rode out your orgasm on his face as Tengen slowly coaxed you down from you high as he tasted every bit of you he could.

Once you were relaxed back into the couch, Tengen pulled your legs off him and massaged your thighs carefully. Watching your face soften, he couldn’t help but smile at the sight. After all these years, he had finally made a move and all it took was him getting a damned piercing.

“You okay baby girl?” he mused, pressing soft kisses to the base of your throat.

“‘M tired,” you mumbled, relaxing into his touch.

“Too tired for another round?”

Opening your eyes, you looked at the expression on his face. It was a mix of hopeful and apprehensive. Raising a brow at him, Tengen’s lips quirked up.

“What’s that look for?”

“Don’t know, why do you look afraid of my answer?”

Moving so he was leaning right above your body, Tengen propped himself up with an elbow resting next to your head. “Well, it’s not everyday you give your best friend the best head she’s ever had.”

“Modest as always,”

Leaning down, Tengen chuckled against your shoulder. “I’m the most modest person you’ve ever met,”

Rolling your eyes, you turned him to look at you before placing a kiss to his lips. “I’ve met rocks more modest than you.”

“Must you bully me?”

“As your best friend, it is my legal duty to do so.”

Pulling you closer, Tengen looked at you. “I think our friendship is pretty ruined right about now,”

Laying in silence for a moment, Tengen was seconds away from panicking from your sudden silence. Were you unhappy? Did he cross boundaries? Was he too rough? Did you even want him like he wanted you?

“Want to go ruin it some more?”

Tengen’s brain came to a halt at your words, were you serious? Casting you a glance, he saw that you were one hundred percent serious. A Cheshire like grin formed on his face as he lifted you into his arms.

“Fuck yeah,” with that, he carried you off to your bedroom where you spent the rest of the afternoon destroying what was left of your friendship to build up something even better.

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aasterisck · 2 years

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She looks away and pretends to be busy when the flashy one turns around. She feels his eyes on her so she looks around before looking at him and giving a closed eyed smile, returning to her fake job and dropping the smile. He looks away and walks off, with a sigh she follows behind them. After he drops off the third boy she loses sight of the flashy one. With a gasp she freezes feeling him standing behind her.

“Who are you?” he whispers and she clenches her fists.

“Kaori Erity,”

“Hashira?” she doesn't reply and he scoffs, “You’re very flashy, Erity. What are you doing here?” She takes a second to think.

“Working,”

“For who?” she turns around to look up at him with a stern look on her face. “Follow me,” he walks past her and she hesitates before following him to a building.

They step inside and he leads her to a room. He opens the door for her and she steps in, widening her eyes, finding her stuff is on the floor. She swallows when he closes the door and sits behind her things, ushering for her to sit in front of him. Her jaw clenches when he picks up her katana, inspecting it, her hands are balled up on her lap as she watches him.

“Wind breathing?” he scoffs, “Why do you never attend meetings?” the question catches her off guard.

“What?” it takes her a moment to process, “I was never officially declared a Hashira, Tengen,”

He sighs, placing her katana down, “You defeated all those high ranking demons and they didn’t announce you Hashira?” she shakes her head.

“So you know who I am?” She tilts her head.

“We’ve met before,” he seems taken aback at her forgetfulness and she looks away as she tries to remember.

“A lot of my memories are suppressed because of a demon I fought,” she sighs, opening her hands on her lap.

“Do you remember why you're here?”

“Yes I do,” she rolls her eyes, “That fight wasn't yesterday,” she mutters.

“Then why are you here Hashira Erity?”

“I'm not a Hashira,” she repeats glaring at him, “And I don't have to tell you why I'm here. I'll be out of your way anyways,”

“Well you know why i’m here so it's only fair that I know why you're here,”

She frowns tilting her head, “What?” shaking her head she slightly adjusts herself, “That's not how this works Tengen,”

“Then how does it work?” he tilts his head this time.

“You have a mission I have a mission and we don't interfere,”

“Well you're interfering with my mission right now,” he smiles.

“That was after you interfered with mine!” The more frustrated she grows, the bigger his smile.

“It’s only fair that you-” she sighs, dropping her head.

“I'm not doing this, Tengen,” she stands up with her katana already in her hand before walking out of the building, holding her katana by her side as she looks around.

“Where do you plan on staying?” He's behind her, his hands behind his head as he watches her.

“I'll find somewhere,” her fist balls up realizing the dilemma she's placed herself in.

“I have a spare room,”

“Of course you do,” she mutters, turning around and walking back into the building.

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peachdues · 2 months

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VIOLENT DELIGHTS (NSFW TEASER)

Mercenary!Tengen x Assassin!Reader

A/N: I’ve been hyping this one up for a while, so enjoy a smutty teaser of Part I of Tengen’s installment in my Tell Me to Stop series.

This will be an enemies-to-lovers fantasy AU where Tengen is a contracted mercenary for the royal Ubayashiki family and Reader is an assassin. Trust when that when I say “enemies to lovers” I mean enemies to lovers. Tengen and Reader take turns beating the shit out of each other and both try to kill each other at least once.

But be warned: things get fucking filthy. Hope you’re ready to see Tengen be the biggest simpy bitch for Reader. Enjoy!

CW: explicit sexual content below • MDNI • oral (f!receiving) • public sex • sub!Tengen • he quite literally crawls for a chance to eat Reader’s pussy • begging • enemies to lovers • Reader’s on a power trip and we love it • defilement of a throne

“That isn’t yours,” a familiar voice drawled from behind the drapery partitioning off the entrance to the grand throne room. Though its tone was almost bored, there was a faint hint of amusement.

Your red-painted lips curved up into a devious smile. “My apologies, I thought I spied my name carved into this fine stone.”

From the shadowy corridor of the throne room emerged a figure,

“It belongs to his Majesty, who, need I remind you, you tried to assassinate not even one year ago.”

“That is old news,” You waived your hand dismissively at him, crossing one leisurely leg over the other, allowing the silky material of your dress to part at the slit around your thigh. “I have moved on. Call it self reflection, personal growth —“

“A higher paying offer,” Uzui amended.

“— All that matters is that I now pose no threat to your beloved King.” You finished smoothly. “I simply wanted to see if the great Ubayashiki’s throne was as grand as the rumors claim.”

The Sound Mercenary only shook his head, his arms folded across his massive chest as he sauntered down the aisle toward the base of the dias leading up to the royal throne, where you sat. “Your very presence on his ancestral seat dishonors His Majesty. And though I tolerate many things, I should not tolerate disrespect to him.”

“Is that why you fucked the one once hired to cut his throat?” You pondered, loftily. “Was it out of this great respect for him that you begged for my cunt?”

Uzui scowled. “I said I shouldn’t tolerate it; I never claimed to succeed in doing so.” And even from where you sat above him, you could see the fire simmering in the Sound Mercenary’s eyes as he passed through a large beam of moonlight that streamed through the windows of the cavernous Hall. “That’s particularly true where a certain devious assassin who enjoys toying with the threads of my sanity is involved.”

You suppressed the delighted shiver that tickled down your spine. “Be that as it may — if you want to preserve the sanctity of your Master’s throne, then you will have to come remove me yourself,” you smirked, shifting forward in the seat, eyes flashing with your challenge. “But be warned: I am armed.”

The silver-haired mercenary gave a great snort. “You remind me as though it were possible to forget how you held a blade against my neck while you fucked yourself on my cock,” his voice dropped to a sultry purr and his eyes darkened. “I may be a blind fool where you’re concerned, but only a simpleton would think to underestimate you.”

“So narrow minded, Uzui.” You sighed. “A woman can be armed with more than mere blades.”

You uncrossed your legs, your fingers ruching up the delicate folds of your dress and pulling them aside, your thighs spreading wide across the seat of the throne.

Your gown was spun from a fabric the color of molten silver. Though floor-length, the bottom half of the dress was not a single, unified garment. Rather, the skirt was separated into three, equal sections, with one pleat hanging straight down the middle. The other two were separated from it by twin slits, extending from the bottom hem of the gown to nearly either hip.

Standing, the openings in the gown weren’t noticeable; but they served an important function, allowing you greater freedom of movement should you find yourself in need to fight or flee, and it made it easier to grab for any weapons you could strap to your thighs.

But the dual-slit skirt served another important function: access.

Your faint smirk twisted into a cruel grin as Uzui’s eyes ran down the length of your body and snagged on the flash of what lay at the apex of your thighs, before you allowed the middle panel or fabric to cover you once more.

It was brief, but with relish, you realized it had been enough to grind all his higher reasoning to a screeching halt; for you’d given him a quick glance of what you knew he wanted most.

Your cunt.

And you’d forgone wearing underclothes.

“Gods above,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “You are sin itself.”

He began advancing toward you, his hands quickly undoing the belts securing his various blades and weapons from where they were knotted around his waist. His weapons dropped carelessly to the floor, the whine of metal against scraping against stone drowned out by the music thundering from the orchestra in the ballroom just beyond the doors to the hall.

“Stop,” your voice rang clear and firm through the empty throne hall, and the Sound Assassin halted, foot suspended mid-air.

His eyes followed your fingers as they toyed with the low neckline of your gown before dropping down to your breast, circling it once. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, before he swallowed hard.

Your head was fogged by the high of his obedience. “Crawl to me.”

Magenta eyes widened, a blush creeping out from under the high collar of his tunic. For a moment, you feared you’d gone too far, that this game you played had run its course, but then Uzui dropped to his knees. Keeping his eyes locked heatedly with yours, he began to shuffle forward, slow and purposefully, to where you remained perched on his King’s throne.

Your slave, indeed.

The revered mercenary of the Wisteria Kingdom’s royal family finally drew upon the dais leading to the great throne. He paused, still on his hands and knees, his eyebrow raised in question as he glanced between you and the stairs elevating you above him.

Quickly, you tallied the number of steps separating you, and your grin broadened.

Ten.

You peered down your nose at the waiting Sound Mercenary with mocking disdain. “I’m waiting.”

The silver-haired guard did not utter a single word as he crawled forward, his eyes unwaveringly locked with yours. Despite his hulking size, he ascended the ten steps on his hands and knees with a loping grace, and within seconds he was at the foot of the throne, peering up at you in both reverence and apprehension.

His back straightened, though he remained on his knees before you, settling instead on his haunches. Tentatively, he reached for you, but but before his hands could graze your knees you extended your leg and planted your heel-clad foot squarely in the center of his chest, halting him.

Your voice was softer than the shadows cast by the dim candlelight flickering in the sconces lining the walls. “I did not say you could touch me.”

Yet you did not stop him as his fingers teased along the outside of your foot, lifting your leg until your calf rest against his collar bone.

“I have not stopped thinking about you,” he confessed with a rasp, his lips whispering against the skin of your ankle. “For weeks, you have consumed me, mind, body and soul.”

He began peppering small, chaste kisses against your leg, each caress of his lips rising higher and higher. His eyes bore into yours, and the vastness of the desperation swimming in those fuchsia irises threatened to swallow you whole. “Please,” he urged as his fingers worked circles into the soft flesh behind your knee. His eyes flicked down to what was between your thighs — what he craved most — before lifting back to yours. “I think I may go mad if I do not have a taste—“

You lurched forward, ignorning the burn in your hamstring, and caught his chin firmly in your hand, halting his ascension up your leg. He did not dare to blink as you leaned in close enough to see the blacks of his pupils dilate, chasing away the magenta of his gaze “I think you’ve already succumbed to madness, given that you’re begging to taste my cunt while your Master is in the next room. While I sit on his throne.”

“Then you are the cure to my sickness,” Uzui retorted, his cheek pressed to your shin. His eyes shone with a feverish devotion, one that flamed the red-hot fire of need burning in your belly. “So please, allow me the chance to ease some of my suffering.”

You sat back against the ancestral seat of the Ubayashiki bloodline, your lips pursed in consideration, though your hold on him remained.

“Show me.” You ordered after a moment, and your thumb slipped into his mouth. Instantly, his lips wrapped around its tip, his tongue flicking across the pad of your finger as he sucked. “Show me who you truly bow to; show me what god you worship.”

You let your hand fall from his chin and settled back against the throne, your thighs spreading wide in invitation.

Uzui wasted no time; deft fingers shoved the slitted panels of your dress to the side, and he surged forward, latching his mouth to your cunt with a gasp.

It was remarkable how quickly a few strokes of his tongue against your heated flesh could melt your smug grin clean from your face. Your head thudded against the high back of the throne as Uzui parted your folds with his tongue, began drinking you in with enthusiastic grunts.

“Thank you,” he moaned between fervent laps at your cunt, his hands wrapped under your thighs, holding you open to accommodate his hulking size as he worked. “Thank you, my sweet villain. Thank you.”

Your grip on the arms of the throne tightened, your nails nearly cracking as your fingers dug into the carved stone with crushing force. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you knew you were lucky that the Ubayashiki clan had favored such a sturdy material for its royal seat, for the arm rests would have surely crumbled in your hands had they been made from mere wood.

One of Uzui’s great hands tugged a leg over his shoulder, your foot coming to rest against his upper spine. He then bent your other leg at the knee before pushing it far to the side to allow himself to press as close to your center as possible, the mass of his shoulders serving to pin you in place and keep you spread as wide as your body would tolerate.

This new position meant that his nose was flush against the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs, serving as extra stimulation as his mouth worked furiously against you.

“I’ve heard that there is no finer wine than that made by the gods themselves,” Uzu gasped against you, pulling his mouth away from your core to rest his great cheek against your inner thigh while he caught his breath. The sight of his lips — rosy and shiny from you — was enough to make you squirm, your hips bucking insistently toward him, desperate for him to continue. “But I know that’s a load of horse shit, because neither the gods nor man could ever make anything taste as sweet as your cunt.”

“Uzui —“ you whined, your need for him too great to care about the desperate edge of your tone.

“Fuck,” Uzui hissed and then he latched his mouth back to your core with a heady groan. His tongue stroked at you, swirling around your clit once, twice, before diving back down to your entrance and plunging deep.

You would have bowed off the throne had the Sound Mercenary’s great hand not slapped firmly against your sternum to push you back and hold you down. You bit your tongue hard enough to draw blood to keep the loud, rapturous cry of pleasure from tearing free from your throat as Uzui began steadily pumping his wet appendage in and out of your heat.

Once he was sure you would not float away from him, his hand dragged down your torso, stopping to palm and pinch at your breasts before continuing its descent, finally coming to press flat against your lower abdomen. His thumb stretched down and began toying with the nub between your thighs, circling and pressing in time with the movements of his mouth.

“What have you done to me? I will never be able to have enough of you.” He moaned in between measured thrusts of his tongue. Your fingers flew to grip a handful of his hair, tugging him harshly against you as your hips began moving or their own accord, bucking and grinding senselessly against his face until you were riding his tongue. Chest heaving, you looked down to see the whites of his eyes peeking through his eyelids before they fully shut, as Uzui lost himself in your taste.

You could feel your cries building in your throat, a mounting pressure that risked erupting and exposing you — exposing you both — to the revelers just on the other side of the Great Hall. You may not have been familiar with all the intricate details of the Wisteria Kingdom’s laws, but you were fairly certain defiling the Crown’s throne would earn you a one-time encounter with an executioner’s blade, no matter how benevolent its ruler.

It was growing more difficult to contain your noises, especially as Uzui’s hunger grew more frenzied, his head rocking harshly from side to side as he feasted.

Just as you were about to lose what little control over yourself remained, the silver-haired mercenary held something out in offering, though the rhythm of his mouth against your center remained constant. In your pleasured haze, it took you a moment to comprehend what, exactly, it was he suggested.

You blinked rapidly in an effort to clear the fog created by his sinful tongue between your legs.

It was his hand.

It hung limp from his wrist, and if you hadn’t known better, you almost would’ve believed he was waiting for you to lean forward and kiss his knuckles, just as you’d spied countless nobles do when getting their monarch. But this was no sycophantic noble — this was Uzui, and though he loved groveling for you, he knew better than to give you orders.

It was an offering; confirmed by the way he rolled his head to the side, his cheek pressing to your inner thigh even as he continued to lap at your folds. As you peered down your nose at him, you spotted sliver of magenta peeking through his eyelashes, before it flicked to his hand and back to you; urging.

His lips moved to wrap around your pearl and he sucked, hard enough that your back arced sharply away from the seat of the throne. Shakily, you reached to cover the hand he’d held out with your own and you hauled it quickly to your mouth, managing to stifle your moan against his knuckles and Uzui continued to suckle away, his tongue sliding along your slit.

His other hand slid between your thighs until his fingers came to rest against your lips. In an instant, he’d spread them wide and plunged his tongue back into your opening, curling and thrusting.

Your teeth sank hard into the flesh covering the back of Uzui’s hand where it was pressed against your mouth, your scream burning as it toiled in your throat. You felt his skin break under the force of your bite, but the Sound Mercenary did not seem to mind; in fact, he hardly seemed to notice at all, far too fixated on fucking you as thoroughly with his tongue as he could with his cock.

Once, you’d thought it was only he who wore a leash, one that had been looped around his neck by you, to be pulled and tightened at your whim.

Now, as your hips lifted to meet his mouth and your mind disconnected from your body in favor of grinding wantonly against his face, you realized that perhaps, he’d slipped his own leash around you. For as much as you insisted you were always in control, always remained one step ahead, you found that you were no more a slave to your own desires than the man feasting on your cunt like it was his last meal.

You were close; so dangerously close, given how your abdomen tensed as that coil in your belly cinched tight.

“Uzui —“ you warned, pulling your mouth away from his bloodied knuckles. But then Uzui grazed his teeth against your clit just as his tongue curled and stroked your innermost wall, and that coil unwound.

Your climax slammed into you with a force that threatened to pull you apart at your seams. One hand clutched at the arm rest of the throne while the hand shot to his head, your fingers ensnarling themselves into his hair harshly enough that you could’ve scalped him, had he tried to pull away. But Uzui wasn’t going anywhere; not as you began twisting and gyrating and bucking against his face, too overcome by pleasure to make a sound, your mouth only hanging open in a silent scream.

The Sound Mercenary groaned loudly into your cunt as you continued riding against his face. A violent shudder passed over him and he clutched harder at your thighs, his hands nearly wrapping around them both as he fucked you through the tides of your climax.

Uzui lapped at you twice more before your legs finally relaxed and the last wave of your high receded. Limp and panting, you forced your hand to tighten its grip in his hair, tugging until you managed to pull his face away from your cunt. You cocked your head to the side, inspecting him, your hand dropping its hold on the silken strands of his hair to grip under his chin, tilting his face up toward you.

Uzui’s cheeks were flushed a bright pink, and his chest heaved as he caught his breath. Your thumb swiped over his bottom lip, and with a fluttering thrill, you realized that the area from his chin to the hollows of his cheeks were thoroughly covered in you, his skin shiny and slick.

Your eyes scanned lower, narrowing in on the crotch of his leathers. Though the throne room was shadowy and dark, you still spied the thick bulge which had formed between his thighs as he’d indulged himself on you. With a smirk, you leaned forward and ran your other hand over the laced seam of his breeches, ready to hear him hiss as you made contact with his hardness, but to your surprise, the material was damp.

Your eyes flicked to his, wide as you withdrew your hand, your thumb running over your palm where a small bit of his spend had seeped through his laces.

Uzui kept his chin high, his eyes full of a besotted wonder as you leaned back against the throne, and grinned.

“You might wish to visit a washroom before you return to your post, Uzui,” you mocked, sweetly. “Lest you allow your entire Court to know how you truly enjoying spending your time.”

“I suppose you’re right; imagine how quickly I’d be sent to the gallows if my master learned I’ve whored myself out to the enemy.” He bit back, a rueful smile forming on his lips. “Though if you were my wife, I could wear your pleasure like a badge of honor.”

“Mine or yours?”

“Mine,” his answer was quick and assured. “There is no higher honor than having you moan for me.” He paused for a moment, his hand reaching for you, and you allowed his knuckles to softly caress your cheek. “Though I think i might consider treason if it meant hearing you utter my name — my true name.”

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Thinking about Drunk Tengen, as well. He’s massive, which means it takes twice as many… if not more… to get a good buzz going for him. But once he does, he’s an absolute horny menace. Which is also why Tengen is banned from going out. He’s only allowed to get drunk in the privacy of your home, not only is it inexpensive, but it saves you from the risk of public indecency. Drunk Tengen will fuck you anytime, anywhere, and he doesn’t care who’s around to witness it. It’s well known that Tengen and Giyu are the horniest when drunk, though they honestly expected that from Tengen. I keep thinking about how flushed he’d get, cheeks rosy and his body warm. His breath is against your ear as he whispers about how badly he wants to bend you over the counter and fuck you into it. Better yet, Drunk Tengen will easily act upon his drunken desires. Granted, it’s not hard to give in, especially since you’re alone together. You’ll happily let Tengen have his way, coming in you until it’s impossible to fit anymore in you. He’s drunkenly mumbling about how cute you’d look pregnant, carrying his baby so proudly. Drunk Tengen easily letting loose, moaning freely and praising you in ways that are making you squirm.

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ze0re · 1 year

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╭﹐ఌ﹕ Dirty Dreams﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 - 𝖦𝖨𝖸𝖴 𝖳. 𝖴𝖹𝖴𝖨 𝖳. 𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖮𝖪𝖴 𝖪. 𝖲𝖠𝖭𝖤𝖬𝖨 𝖲.

cw/tw. smut, degradation, praising, choking, manhandling, teasing, oral, fingering, bottom!reader, black!reader, switch!giyu, top!tengen, top!rengoku, top!sanemi, pet names (princess, baby, slut, whore etc)

an. in my demon slayer era which means all you’re getting is demon slayer head cannons ! Haven’t wrote smut in a FAT minute so hope it’s not too rusty 🐒 but anywhoooo enjoy !

summary. - you have a dirty dream about them and end up becoming a reality

- ,, 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 He was woken up by a bunch of panting and whines being heard throughout the room grumbling as he opened his eyes to face a dark ceiling. He blinked a couple of times to adjust before freezing in place hearing a soft moan call out his name. “Tomi..” You whined squeezing your legs together, he furrowed his eyebrows confused but a light bulb clicked in his head, you were having a dirty dream.

Dreaming about his long tinder fingers wrapped around your throat with his dick pushing deep inside you, heavy breathing..withchoked whimpers— His cock twitched hearing you moan again with a shaky breath. he was always a fool for your sounds, it would always make him hard and flustered. your need moans and sound was making himself needy. He needed you. he didn't know what came over him but the sounds you were making were intoxicating. He groaned under his breath pulling your hips towards his harden cock slightly grinding against your ass with a small, “Shit..” sliding his hands to the hem of your pants, tugging them off then pulling the blanket off you exposing your pussy.

you were already so wet.

He cussed under his breath trailing his hand to his pj bottoms tugging them off in one go exposing his hard member, he didn’t even have to prep considering you were already soaked. He took his cock into his hand slowly stroking it, lining himself up with your hole, desperately sliding into you moaning breathlessly feeling you tightened around him thrusting at a slow pace, gripping your hips with his face in between your neck pecking your soft skin. You moaned lowly feeling something get pushed into you, thinking it was part of the dream till you felt a hand grip your throat making you choke a gasp snapping your eyes wide open only to feel them roll back against your skull feeling a harsh thrust go into you, it took you a second to realize Tomioka was pushed inside you fucking you from behind.

You could barley get a word out without it turning it into moan, he thrusted into you at a mild pace as his hand was wrapped around your throat. Tomioka knew you were awake by the way you were tightening around him but kept quiet, he wasn’t that much of talker during sex but it was never a bother. You whimpered feeling his hand tighten around your throat, “Tomioka..please.” Tomioka raised a brow with a hum, “Hm?.” You bit your bottom lip in embarrassment, “I-I wanna see you..please let me see you.” You cringed slightly to yourself hearing such a whiney voice but you wanted to see him fuck you, you wanted to see it all, wanted to see his pretty face as he desperately fucked your hole wanting to get you and himself off. With a hum in response he pulled out for a slight second to flip you on your back being face to face. He looked so submissive yet dominant at the same time, his hair was messy due to bed hair, his dark blue eyes were barely shown as his eyes were half lidded sliding back into you inhaling sharply, thrusting again.

“Fuck..” He moaned, panting, gripping your thighs as he watched him slide in and out of you perfectly. “You did this..” He finally said with a slight groan picking up the pace a little, your legs shook at the sudden speed making it hard for you to form a sentence, “All your fault..all your f-fucking fault.” He whined feeling himself about to cum, you clenched around him feeling your knot come in as well, “I’m coming..i’m gonna cum.” You panted gripping and digging your nails into his back as your legs twitched, feeling it come any second, letting your eyes roll back. He grinned slightly kissing your exposed chest mumbling,

“Cum with me.”

☽｡⋆ 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 Tengen wasn’t that much of a heavy sleeper but it did take him a few minutes to be woken up from your sudden sounds. You were laid in front of him, his bigger arms were wrapped around your waist, as you cuddled Makio whose back was turnt to you. He was woken up from small pants, to whines leaving your mouth as well as your twitching. Tengen blinked a couple of times to adjust to it but ears perked up hearing another moan, he furrowed his eyebrows confused of what you could possibly be dreaming about till it clicked when he felt your legs rub together bucking your hips back. he clicked his tongue with a smirk on his face.

Humming to himself he looked around the bed to see everyone sound asleep with Suma behind him turning back to see Makio and Hina facing away from you and him. Taking this as an advantage he smirked to himself, pulling your form closer to his body so your ass is pressed up against him, hearing your breathing get heavier he wasted no time to trail his hand down your stomach, twitching from the feeling of his hand, continuing to trail them to your clothed pussy. He pressed his hand against you to feel you’re wet,

Just by dreaming made you this wet? Oh how pathetic.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance sliding his hand into your panties feeling your juices drench his fingers. Working slowly he rubbed at a slow pace seeing if you would wake up to him playing with you, your eyebrows knitted together trying to rub your thighs together only to get denied by a hand in between them. You jolted forward snapping your eyes open, feeling hands pinch your clit to stuffing two fingers inside you. before you could slip out a moan a hand covered your mouth pushing your head back, “Shh..” Tengen voice echoed through your ears, as a muffled moan was the only thing that was heard as he grinned pecking down your neck, “You don’t wanna wake everyone up now do you princess?” He purred, pumping his fingers in and out hearing a muffled whine, you gripped tightly along his hand trying to keep yourself from waking up your wives. You twitched, tightening around his finger slowly starting to grind against them letting your eyes roll back, you swore you felt yourself become light headed from the lack of oxygen you were receiving.

But you knew if he uncovered your mouth right here right now by the way his fingers were perfectly fucking you, you were gonna end up waking everyone up. You were so deep into thoughts you moaned a little louder feeling his fingers pick up the pace, it was so painful yet so good. Your moans were becoming more louder in his hand that they sounded like loud muffled as you tried to contain yourself, soon enough you felt that familiar knot form in your stomach. You were gonna cum. You badly wanted to cum but at the same time didn’t want to, you didn’t wanna wet the bed where everyone is SLEEPING, you shot your shaky hand to his wrist to try to get him to stop afraid you were gonna cum any minute now. Tengen raised a brow from the sudden hand. “You tryna stop me?” He scoffed in your ear as you whined in response. Yes you idiot! If i came now i’m gonna wet the entire bed, in response of your interference he curled his fingers perfectly hitting that one spot that has you over edge.

You breathed in a heavy breath gripping his wrist from the sudden wave of pleasure. Tengen smirked leaning his head to start attacking your neck with love marks, “Cum for me sweetheart..don’t try to stop me.” He mumbled sucking on your soft skin, you knew he was right he was so right. You wanted to cum you needed to cum,,you were going over the edge and you knew if he kept going you were gonna-

Oh God..

“There you go baby.. made such a mess on my fingers.” He chuckled, pulling back from your neck trailing his kisses to your shoulder as you panted trying to calm yourself down from your orgasm. You came hard, it was all over his fingers, your thighs and the bed sheets. Do you regret messing up your comforter? Nope! When you felt yourself calm down Tengen pulled his fingers out of you seeing your juices drenched all over his painted hand, he grinned bringing them towards his mouth licking them clean groaning from the taste of it, “You taste so sweet princess.” He teased, you rolled your eyes groaning tiredly,

“Shut up.”

☽｡⋆ 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 He woke up by your body twitching and shifting with your legs and body jolting as heavy pants were being left from your mouth, he furrowed his eyebrows sitting up to place a hand ontop of your forehead feeling how hot it was. Are you sick? Do you have fever? All these worried questions went through his mind before he froze in place hearing his name being moaned out as you gripped the bed sheets underneath you, it took him a minute to realize what was happening. You were having a dirty dream weren’t you? He hummed soundly to himself letting his eyes trail over your body, your tank top was half way slid up exposing your hip bone, your hands gripping the bed sheets, your chest heaving up and down from the heavy breaths, pj shorts exposing your thighs and a wet patch that was soaking through. His breath hitched as his eyes were locked on your drenched shorts, you looked so..fuckable and submissive. You were the only one to get the so mighty flame hashira to act like a different person, just by seeing your body looking like that he felt his dick twitch in his pj bottoms,

Fuck. What were you dreaming about?

You wanted him, you were so desperate for him, you needed him so fucking bad. Kyojuro was thinking to himself if he should do it or not, he didn’t want to take advantage of you while you were sleep but damn, he was itching to touch you and give you what you wanted. He tried to hold himself back but the more he heard your whines and moans he couldn’t help himself, it was intoxicating to him, you were practically calling for him,“Fuck..” He whispered before crawling in between your legs lifting your thighs up to wrap them around his waist leaning down towards your chest giving them small pecks as he softly rubbed your thighs.

You moaned quietly from the small gesture starting to come back to reality feeling his kisses work their way up to your neck. You were awaken with a dark ceiling and big body ontop of you, you blinked a couple of times but your eyes fluttered feeling his boner rub against your clothed pussy, unexpectedly you moaned softly again now gripping ontop his forearm, “Kyojuro..what are you..” You started but got caught off by his mouth being ontop of yours, it was rough yet gentle at the time. You moaned into his mouth feeling him turned his head to deepen the kiss more moving in sync with yours, he trailed his free hand to the hem of your pj shorts along with your panties tugging them down in one swift go, shivering from the coldness hitting your bare pussy he moved his hand to the hem of his boxers and pj pants tugging them off aswell.

He groaned into your mouth stroking himself before lining up with your hole. He moaned soundly feeling your substance coat his dick as he slid in slowly, he pulled back from the kiss moving down to lay his head on your shoulder squeezing his eyes shut, “Oh fuck..” He moaned, chuckling breathlessly. “Can’t believe you’re wet from having a dream. You wanna share with me what got you like this firefly?” He questioned eyes on you as you could barley hold eye contact with him, you didn’t wanna share with him you were too embarrassed to do so.

But you knew if you did tell him what was happening he would give it to you..oh just thinking about it is giving you butterflies. You bit your bottom, flustered holding eye contact with his fiery ones, “You talking me through my orgasms..fucking me deep.” You said shyly watching his eyes turn into a a darker shade of red and yellow, lust clouding around his pupils, “Yeah?” He asked tilting his head up slightly glaring into your eyes watching them flutter as he thrusted into you in and out at a slow pace, “Y-Yes!.” You screamed feeling your g-spot getting abused over and over again, he smiled interlocking your guys hands together pinning them to the bed. “You like when i talk you through your orgasms?” Yes yes you loved it, you nodded your head with a small whine, Kyojuro clicked his tongue seeing how much of a mess you were becoming.

He picked up the pace a little, groaning himself, feeling you clench around him every time he pushed back into you, by the way your legs stiffened Kyojuro’s head tilted with a grin. “You’re close aren’t you?” You nodded your hand, clenching your hand against his, holding a tight grip as your back arched off the bed. You were so close, so so close, Kyojuro leaned down towards your ear shivering from the breath that hit your ear, “Cum for me then, I know you can cum for me right baby?” He questioned, again nodding your head squeezing your eyes shut, feeling it come closer, “Come on baby, paint me pretty.” The way he was groaning and breathing hard into your ear was gonna make you release just by that, you gripped tighter around his hand finally feeling your orgasm hit. Soon twitching feeling him also hit his orgasm spilling into you pushing himself all the way in burrowing far and deep, there was nothing but heavy breathes being heard throughout the room.

Kyojuro pulled back to stare into your eyes with a grin, “You did so good for me.” Embarrassed, you turned your head to side avoiding his stare, with a grin of yours.

“M’always good for you.”

☽｡⋆𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 When Sanemi was awakened from his slumber to moans and whimpers, a devilish grin was on his face upon hearing the unholy sounds, he couldn’t even be mad that he was woken up when hearing you moan and whimper like a bitch in heat. He looked over to your side of the bed to spot you moving, squeezing your legs, gripping the bed sheets panting heavy chest heaving up and down from fast breaths and whines. What were you dreaming about to get yourself like this?

Clicking his tongue with amusement he didn’t bother to wake you up, instead he slid off the covers exposing your so fuckable frame. He raised a brow when he spotted a wet spot on your panties, “What could you possibly be dreaming about to get so wet like this?.” He scoffed trailing his scarred hand to the hem of your panties, sliding them down seeing you soaked everywhere, “Fuck.” He groaned at the sight, you looked so damn good, so good he wanted to taste you not giving a damn if he woke you up. Without any more thinking he leaned down towards your pussy taking it in his mouth, he held onto your thigh with a tight grip as he flicked his tongue against your folds, he moaned at your taste coating his tongue.

Feeling a warm tongue flick against your folds you jolted forward shooting your eyes open from the sudden feeling. You were always a light sleeper, so you thought it wasn’t anything till it began to lick your clit, “Oh my g-..” Couldn’t finish your sentence before it got choked with a moan, you looked down spotting your white haired boyfriend, face stuffed with pussy as he did work with his tongue. You groaned slightly moving your hand towards his hair gripping it, “Fuck you..” You snarled but whimpered feeling his nails dig into your thigh, he chuckled against your folds sending shivers down your back, arching from the bed. “I already am, you damn brat.” He said cockily, you rolled your tired eyes leaning more into your pillow taking in the pleasure you were receiving, “Did you really have to do this while i was sleep?” You questioned and he nodded his head, “You were the one who was having a dirty dream, waking me out of my slumber. But speaking of the dream what were you dreaming about?”

You whimpered tensing up. Did you really get caught? I mean DUH you were moaning and whining into the man’s ear! You gripped the bed sheets feeling embarrassment start to cloud your mind. Did you really wanna tell him? He was gonna tease the hell out of you, making you more embarrassed than you already were! The silence you were giving him was making him irritated, he never liked silenced whenever he asked a question to someone. He snarled pulling back, pinching your clit making you flinch, “Sanemi!” You whined, he rolled his eyes sitting up now making eye contact with you, hovering over your body. His stare made you freeze in place seeing lust and hunger cloud in his eyes as he watched you like his prey, “I asked you a question, now answer it.” He said with a soft tone but a pissed off face, there was no way out now. You bit your bottom lip looking away from him, “Sucking you off as you praise me.” You mumbled quietly but somehow he heard your confession smirking, “Oh really now? You wanna suck me off while I praise you baby? Is that what got you so wet?.” He purred trailing his warm fingertips along your hip and exposed tummy, shivering from the gesture nodding your head in response. “Yes.” You want him so fucking bad you can’t help yourself but to let your body move on it’s own, you lifted your arms to wrap around his neck looking up at him with desperation, “Can i? I wanna please you Nemi,”

You were really testing his patience with that tone of yours you always do whenever you want something. He found it annoying how it would always work on him, he spoiled you so much that at this point he can’t tell you no- especially when looking like that. A needy little whore that gets what she wants, you tugged him down pressing your chest against his muscular one leaning up towards his ear. “Please Nemi? Lemme be good for you,” The desperation and neediness that was in your tone made his dick harden in his sweats, it was aching to get touched to get sucked by your pretty plumped lips. He couldn’t help himself but growl lowly having enough of this,

Everything happened so fast, you were on your knees, hands on his thigh with his dick in your mouth bobbing your head up and down. You could only take so much due to him being big, Sanemi grinned down holding your hair in his hands gripping it, “You’re doing so good for me darling.” He moaned bucking his hips forward making you slightly gag around his length, you squeezed your legs together itching to touch yourself hearing him praise you. Seeing your hand grip onto his thigh he knew how bad you wanted to touch yourself, you were just itching too but held back wanting to please your boyfriend and only him. The wind Hashira threw his head back cussing under his breath feeling your tongue lick his tip, “S-Shit..you naughty girl.” He groaned grinning to yourself, “You think you can take more of me?” He questioned, for a moment you thought to yourself, could you really take all of him? You could only fit a good 4 inches out of 8 in your mouth but if you wanted to please him and show him how you are for him you’re gonna have to, besides that dirty dream you were having was slowly coming true.

You nodded your head in response breathing in feeling the rest of him get pushed into your mouth making you gag around him sending vibrations through him. You closed your eyes letting him push in and out of your mouth feeling tears start to swell, he panted heavily smirking seeing a tear go down your face. “You look so pretty when you start crying you know.” He chuckled moving his hips at a decent pace, you looked so fucking pretty on your knees in front of him, with tears going down your face taking all of his length into your mouth. It was starting to get too much for you feeling his hand push your head with the rhythm he was going as he fucked your mouth, you gripped his thigh digging your nails into his skin. Sanemi tilted his head lingering his eyes towards you, “Don’t tell me you’re getting tired already? I thought you wanted to be good for me baby.” You moaned in response trying to shake your head no but couldn’t due to your mouth being stuffed, he raised a brow tugging you away from his dick seeing you pant heavy with tears wetting your face.

You looked so pathetic in front of him.

“I do wanna be good for you, but you’re too big..” You said shyly making him raise a brow, he scoffed at the response trailing his hand from your hair to your neck wrapping his hand around it with a tight grip making your eyes widened, “Oh but weren’t you the one that wanted to suck me off? That sounds like an excuse to me,” He growled glaring into your eyes as you tried to get him to let go, feeling tears prick the corner of your eyes, “Don’t tell me you’re gonna start crying again? Am I being too harsh on you?” He asked with a fake tone, chuckling, “Be a good little whore for me and finish what you started, yeah?” He finally let go of your neck making you breath heavy trying to get your oxygen back, you gripped your pj bottoms nodding your head slowly, he grinned.

“Good girl.”

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lovelywritinglady · 11 months

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Hello I saw you request open and I thought why not

May I request for tengen and his wives finds out that the reader there wife was a shinubi or a ninja like tengen and well let just say makio , suma and tengen hug the reader hips never letting her go ( I want them to be very protective of reader and wholesome )

This is a well half short half long

Thank you and have a good day

You’re What?!

Uzui Tengen x fem!Reader x Suma x Makio x Hinasturu

Extreme fluff only slight angst

First Person Pov

The fresh morning air kissed my face as I drank my tea on the front step of our house. The sun had just risen and the dew was still fresh on the grass. It was a peaceful morning, especially since all of my lovers are home and safe. I took a deep breath and gave thanks that I’m alive another day being with the people who matter most to me in this world. Speaking of them it’s been nearly a year since I married them and it’s made me a stronger person. I’ll be thankful to them for as long as I live. Suddenly my peaceful thoughts were ripped away from me when I hear a rather loud and annoying voice coming from our shared bedroom.

“Y/N Come here now!!!!!” I hear all my spouses yell in unison.

Quickly I put down my tea and ran as fast as I could to the bedroom. Slamming the slide door open with such force that I think I broke it, I stood there taking a deep breathe asking what the hell happened. Only to be tackled in hugs by my wives and tacked to the floor. They were crying and saying something that I could hear at all due to their shrieks.

“Guys slow down what happened? Lord Tengen please what’s the matter?” I asked them nervously. Especially looking at Tengen he’s never looked at me like this and it made my stomach drop.

“Y/N, w-why did you n-never tell u-us that you w-were a shinobi?” Suma asks looking down at my face with an ocean of tears in her eyes.

“Yeah, why did you never tell us that you are a shinobi? Makio exclaimed dripping my arm that I was sure would bruise.

“Y/N please tell us!” Even Hina exclaimed

“Alright I’ll tell you guys but please let me up the floor is seriously hurting my back” I said to my wives as I sighed.

Getting up and brushing myself down I immediately felt then gripping my waist, arm, and leg all still shedding tears. This made me smile slightly. They all were so worried and it was extremely cute. Tengen was abnormally quiet and that made me look at him. He was already looking at me with same look before. Just as I was about to speak, he beat me to it.

“Why did you feel the need to hide this from us?I know shinobi are supposed to hide things, but we are married to you Y/N.” He said taking steps towards me and our crying wives.

“I didn’t exactly hide it I took a year off to marry you guys. Sorry I never mentioned it to you guys. I was never trying to hide it from you.” I spoke honestly looking at Tengen and glancing at my teary eyed and very beautiful wives.

“So that means you’re planning on coming back to work then?” My husband asked

“Yes I mean that’s what I trained for and plus the world is getting crazier so I figured this was a good time to come back.” I said as I was holding onto Suma as she was nuzzling into my chest.

“Absolutely not!” He exclaimed

“Why the hell not” I said defensively

“You could get hurt, turned into a demon, captured and tortured, or even worse killed.” Tengen spoke as he counted on his fingers with a serious expression on his handsome face.

“Yeah, we don’t want anything to happen to you. We all love you so much. I know we would all be so worried about you.” Makio said as she placed a loving kiss on my shoulder which made me blush. especially when she looked up at me with love and concern in her dangerously beautiful eyes.

“I don’t know what I would do if you got hurt love.” Hinatsuru said placing her soft hand on my right cheek and touching it gently as she placed a kiss on my left cheek. At this point there were tears threatening to leave my eyes. I knew my wives loved me but I guess I never knew how much.

“Guys I promise I will do my best to stay alive. You three are strong and I worry about you every time you leave. Yet I know that no matter what happens you will do your best and that’s all I can ever ask of you. And if I’m on the field with you guys I won’t worry so much and you guys won’t worry as much too. I’ll be there fighting a long side all of you. It’s going to be okay.” I said as my tears fell down my face and a furious blush was now on my face. I held my wives closer and kissed all of their heads.

“As long as you promise to be careful I think it will be okay.” Tengen said after a long pause. He then came up to all of us and wrapped his long muscular arms around us. He was always such a good hugger.

“I love you.” He whispered into my ear.

“Don’t you worry Y/N, no matter what we will protect you from harm.” Suma said with a confident look on her cute face.

“Yeah, we won’t let you get hurt.” Makio said standing up proud.

“Exactly, we are always here to protect you. If it’s in the field or if you just need or want us. We will always protect and love you.” Hina said now fully holding my face. Looking into her eyes I felt so much love in this moment that I was almost overwhelming. I then kissed my wife and thanked her.

“Hey what about my kiss.” Tengen, Makio, and Suma said in unison. I rolled my eyes at their cuteness and kissed all them as well. We then all hugged once again just enjoying being together and happy to be married. Suddenly an important thought crossed my mind.

“Guys how did you even find out I was a shinobi?” I asked eyeing them curiously

“Oh Suma went through your stuff this morning.” Makio said with no hesitation

“Makio you’re so mean!” Suma whined

“Makio you both were snooping around as I recall.” Hina said to both of them.

“Hina you liar!” They both exclaimed

“Girls that’s enough it doesn’t matter who found out. All we need to worry about is how we are all going to keep each other safe now that we are all going to be working.” Tengen said

“Tengen are you just saying that because you were snooping too?” I asked crossing my arms and raising my eyebrow.

“Absolutely not, that wouldn’t be very flashy of me now would it!” He said

“Tengen you are just as guilty as the rest of us.” Hina said with a blush gracing her face.

“Oh well yeah…” he said with a blush on his face too.

“You’re all so perfect.” I said laughing slightly

“Y/N, that’s so sweet.”Makio said

“Awww.” Suma said

“I know I am.” Tengen boasted

“You’re perfect too.” Hina said

Looking at them make me cry even more. Just knowing how much they all love me and want me to be safe. I never imagined I’d ever be loved like this. I’m so incredibly thankful for them and happy that now we can all protect each other.

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materialgworlas · 1 year

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When Demon Slayer Cast Goes To A Theme Park <3

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kaylinababy · 3 months

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Longing For More

⤷ Kyojuro x Fem!Reader x Tengen

♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡

words: 12.1k | reading: n/a

tags fem!reader, slow burn (not kidding in the slightest), angst central, smut, emotional cheating, fluff, depression, manipulation, maladaptive daydreaming. (lmk if i missed any!)

Being Tengen’s 1st wife out of 4, over time, it feels as though you are an afterthought. Working as a baby/house sitter, you start dreaming of what could be... Perhaps things aren’t so peachy with everyone… but why should you suffer? Boldness may work out in your favor, at least when the time is right.

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kaylinababy please do not copy | ty for the ♡ & reblogs!

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ponderingmoonlight · 5 months

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Can you do a tengen uzui x jealous reader like she tells as if he’s been ignoring her and distant but at the end it’s all good

Hehe I love that request as I already wrote something pretty similar a loooong time ago and this is the perfect excuse to publish it. Hope you like it even though it's a little more than what you've requested <3

(y/n) finding out her boyfriend Uzui Tengen cheated on her he did not

Pairing: Tengen x fem!reader

Word Count: 3,7k

Synopsis: Catching your boyfriend Uzui Tengen with another woman mid-action shattered your heart into pieces and made you leave him without hesitation. But is what you've seen the whole true?

Warnings: mentions of cheating, language, this is one of the first fics I've ever written in english (worked on it last in june lol) so please let me know what you think, a loooot of angst, comfort in the end

The way his fingers linger through her hair makes your stomach turn. Tengen’s touch traces down her neck, to her shoulders, before grabbing her hips passionately. You know the look in his eyes all too well, the fire inside them. It is foreseeable what will happen next.

Of course you know, given the fact that you are his girlfriend, his fiancé to be precise. Only you should know these intimate truths about his behavior, that his fingers will trace around her bellybutton next before gently pressing against her lower back. But you’re standing in the ice cold rain at night while she sits on his lap and enjoys his caresses.

You’re heart goes numb, the only thing you are able to register is your own blood rushing through your ears and the heavy rain running down your spine. You never expected that he would cheat on you. He is an attractive and strong man that is well liked by the ladies, but you are a striking and powerful woman yourself. A hashira, a former kunoichi. You thought that was adequate for him, that you were enough for him. Well, obviously that was not the truth.

Actually, you shouldn’t have been here at all. He left for an important mission this evening, stating he’ll be back in the morning. He gave you his usual breathtaking smile, devoured you in his strong arms. He said he loved you. But how can he love you when he touches another woman like he touched you a few hours ago? So the weird feeling that brought you here was right.

Thick anger begins to radiate through your whole body, making your hands shake uncontrollably. You can’t let him get away with this. You are far too valuable to put up with his behavior. He needs to know that you caught him, that you are well aware of his affair. And this bitch should know who she messed with. After all, his engagement ring is still sitting unmistakably on his finger.

Without thinking twice, you toss your throwing knives into her direction with usual precision. You never miss your aim, not even when you whole body shakes in rage. She cries out cowardice, the sleeves of her kimono caught under your blades before she is able to touch his stupid perfect face.

Fuck. His heart begins to race in panic. Tengen doesn’t have to look up to know it’s you with your signature rushing past his ears. Why the hell are you here? He told you he’ll be back in the morning. Your enraged face makes him swallow noisily, the way your dark hair sticks to your face, your uniform soaking wet from the durable rainfalls of the night. You look like a kunoichi ready to kill.

“How could you?”, you breathe out, locking your eyes dreadfully with his.

It hurts him to see you like this. He swore to never hurt you, always keen to never break this promise. But now you’re standing in front of him, your face twisted in anger and pain, the veins on your forehead pulsate hazardously.

“(y/n), what are you doing here? Let’s talk about it at home.”

Another throwing knife crashes just millimeters from his ear into the wall behind him. Fuck, you’re absolutely furious. To be honest, he would be too if he were in your place. Damn, why are you here?

“Arrogant boy, this is the end. I will never speak a word to you again. We are strangers.”

He frowns. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This shouldn’t happen, you shouldn’t be here, you-

You are gone.

Frantically he jumps up from the futon, not the least bit interested in the cries of the woman behind him. Tengen’s mind races, his hands begin to tremble in pain. He knows you well enough to realize that you’ll make your words come true.

-(y/n)’s POV-

You run. Through the dusky forest, away from him and this sight. Your heart scorches with pain in your chest. How could he do that to you? If he at least told you the truth beforehand, if he had stated you that there was another woman for him…You would never had thought that Tengen Uzui is a cheater. He treated you so well, the loving gleam in his eyes seemed so convincing to you this morning.

Now it’s all a pile of shards. Your past, your future - all gone. Bitter tears of disappointment burn your eyes and mix with the pelting rain. You really thought you knew him, that you knew his heart better than anyone else. Oh, you were so wrong.

Your unfocused feet stumble under a root, making you fall to the ground before you are able to react. Your hands clench in the sodden forest floor while your face contorts in pain. No, it’s no longer possible. You can’t hold it back any longer. A pained, bloodcurdling scream echoes through the lonely woods. Tears now take your sight completely, desperately trying to forget what you just saw. You were always so strong, so confident, but now you feel like your emotions are ripping you apart from the inside. He tore your heart into a thousand pieces, you wish it would stop beating within your longing chest. Why? Why does he just throw your life away like that? You thought you gave him everything he needs. Was it not enough for him? Did you do something wrong?

Your gaze wanders up into the starry sky. No. You gave him everything you have. It’s not your fault that this coward can’t see what you’ve had in each other and decided to betray you. Stand up, pick yourself up from the dirt and keep your head held high for at least a moment. You stand up gradually and look ahead.

“Mayumi.”

Your crow immediately sits on your shoulder at the sound of its name, briefly rubbing its head against yours. Normally you’re both not good at expressing your feelings to each other, but today she seems to understand you without further words.

“Lead me the way to the butterfly estate, please.”

“Of course, (y/n)-san”, she squeaks immediately in response and flies in front of you a few meters ahead.

As always, you move quickly and gracefully through the opaque forest around you, so you soon arrive at the butterfly mansion. This is the only place you want to be right know. Shinobu is a good friend of yours, never pushy or too curious. She always seems to truly care about you and your wellbeing, even though you seem a bit cold to some people. She understands you – hopefully also this late at night.

You knock on the door stridently. There’s no way you’ll be going home tonight, not if he could be there. But what if she doesn’t open the door? Where should you go then? Maybe Rengoku, but you couldn’t stand his optimism, Mitsuri surely burst into tears, Sanemi-

“(y/n)-san, we didn’t expect to be honored by your presence tonight!”

The little girl in front of you, Sumi you assume, breaks out in a sweat.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t announce myself beforehand. Is there any way to talk to Shinobu-san and stay here for the night? Of course I don’t want to impose my-“

“That is absolutely no problem, we are honored to invite you for the night, (y/n)-san! Please let me show you your room and call Shinobu-san!”

“That would be perfect, thank you so much”, you even manage to gift her with a small and rare smile.

The little girl leads you to a small but well decorated room with a freshly made futon in the middle. This room would be anything but flamboyant enough for him…You shake your head rigorous. No, you need to stop thinking about him. He isn’t worth you thoughts, your tears, your time. What he did was unforgivable.

“I didn’t expect to welcome you at my estate this late my dear. Oh, you are soaking wet! Sumi, please bring our guest a fresh yukata!”, Shinobu’s kind voice echoes through the room.

“I’m truly sorry for interrupting your peace this late at night, I just couldn’t go home”, you reply bitterly while staring into the distance.

As much as you want to forget him, he always catches up with you. Damn, why is this so hard? Isn’t his betrayal enough to keep your strength and self-respect?

“You know that I would never impose myself, but you are always welcome here and if you need a talk, just call for me.”

“He betrayed me, Shinobu. I saw him with another woman tonight”, you breathe out.

Her eyes widen in horror. Now she understands why you visit her in such a state. Without hesitation, she crosses the room and sits next to you on the futon.

“I shouldn’t feel sad, ashamed or guilty. What have I done? Why did he feel the need to run into another woman’s arms? I know my worth, Shinobu, but it truly haunts me. I really thought he loved me, I thought we had a future. It just…hurts.”

The cracking of your unusual composed voice causes Shinobu’s heart to drown in compassion. Oh, you didn’t deserve this at all. Even though you seemed a little cold from time to time, she knew too well that you have a heart of gold. You could always be counted on – both in combat and in private. As a former kunoichi it wasn’t easy for you to break with your old habits from time to time. Nevertheless, all other Hashira knew how dearly you loved Tengen. You two were even engaged. How? How can he just throw all of that away?

“I thought Oyakata-sama entrusted him with a mission tonight. Oh, (y/n), please…Don’t you ever blame yourself for the things you have seen. You are a truly outstanding woman with striking beauty and a heart of gold. Any man would be lucky to have you by his side. It’s not your fault in any way that he can’t see your worth!”

Her words leave you speechless for a moment, tears swell up in your eyes once more. The emptiness he left inside you makes it hard to breathe. Now that Shinobu has said it again and you’re sitting in her mansion, it’s getting too real. You will never wake up next to him, soak in his sleep drunken smile, his arms will never wrap around your waist so tightly again. You loved him so much. His betrayal shattered your heart into a million pieces.

“I loved him and our life together so much. We-we…we wanted to get married next year in the cherry blossom season. All the things he said to me were worthless, as well as the life we built up together. He threw it away this night. He hasn’t even tried to explain himself for me, he just said that he will talk to me at home.”

You can’t help yourself. Crying seems to be the only thing that feels right at the moment. Shinobu holds onto your shaking frame tightly, not daring to let go of you for even a second. No, you didn’t deserve this. But if this is what you need, she will gladly sit beside you and hold you in silence until your heart feels lighter.

A ray of sunlight hits you in your face harshly. Your eyes seem to be glued together, you are only able to open them with difficulty. A gaze around makes you realize immediately that you are at the butterfly estate, with Shinobu curled up in a small ball on the futon next to you, breathing softly. The pain of this night hits you like a wall all over again when your sleep-drunken brain begins to realize why you are laying here and not in Tengen’s arms.

“Important message! Important message! Oyakata-sama desires to see all the Hashira for an important meeting at his estate! Please hurry!”

The sound of Shinobu’s crow wakes her up from her sleep immediately.

“Oh, I must have fallen asleep here. I hope you didn’t feel disturbed by me, (y/n). A meeting you say? But we just met. Well, maybe something important has happened. We shouldn’t let them wait any longer!”

Your stomach twists in disgust. A meeting of all Hashira means that Tengen must come too. No, you’re not ready to see him yet, you might break down when his gaze wanders to yours. Your hands start shaking all over again.

“(y/n), listen. I understand your anxiety at the thought of this meeting, but it’s not worth making you feel this way – he is not worth making you feel this way. You are the strongest woman I know with a tough will that is unmatched. If anyone is capable of coming forward immediately after a betrayal like this, it’s you. He doesn’t deserve the pleasure of your grief. Stand up, put on your uniform and clean your face from the stain of tears. You are strong, you are brave and you are a Hashira. You are more than enough by yourself, (y/n).”

Shinobu is right. You are a warrior, your abilities outstand those of other demon slayers by far. It is not your reputation or attitude to let your grief show. Tengen should see what he has lost.

“Give me 10 minutes to get myself ready. I’ll meet you outside”, you instruct Shinobu with your usual firm voice.

You put on your uniform, wash your face and brush your hair. In the mirror you look like the woman you generally are. Only the faint hint of dark circles and your slightly red-shot eyes tell a trained gaze that you’ve had a rough night. As you position your throwing knives in your belt, you lift your head with one last look in the mirror and step out into the fresh air of the morning.

You will get through this meeting and build your own future afterwards.

-the meeting-

Tengen is uneasy and more than concerned. You didn’t come home tonight. Well, considering what you saw it would have surprised him if you had, admittedly. But where are you? Are you alright? Dark circles decorate his face. As if he could have just closed one eye not knowing where you have been. You weren’t supposed to see him like this, in the arms of another woman. He knows you well enough to be aware of the fact that he is dead for you. But he has to explain himself, you have to at least give him a chance to see you, to talk to you. Will you be present at today’s meeting? No matter how hurt you are, your sense of duty will surely not let you miss it.

“Shinobu, (y/n), it is so nice to see you again! I feared you might not come when Uzui showed up alone!”, Rengoku’s strong voice shouts out.

His eyes snap up immediately to catch a glimpse of you. Damn, you look so good. Even with the slightly blood-shot eyes that betray your flawless face, you’re appearance is still breathtaking and composed. But your eyes don’t even look for him in the crowd of Hashira. Instead, you greet Rengoku with a small smile.

“Well, the last time wasn’t too long ago. I wonder why we meet again so soon. Something important must have happened”, you reply calmly.

You can sense him immediately, the way his eyes dart all over your body the second Rengoku announces your entrance. Your heart almost beats out of your chest, your knees go soft as butter. A new wave of aching and wrath washes over you and leaves you dizzy. No, you must stay focused. Don’t let him throw you off course.

“Welcome, my children. Please join me inside, the clouds in the sky look like rain”, Oyakata-sama announces calmly.

Out of instinct, you bow down in front of him immediately. You didn’t even see or hear him coming. Focus on the meeting, don’t look at him. You will get through this.

Shinobu gently grabs your arm and pulls you back up to follow the rest of the Hashira inside.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you”, she gently murmurs into your ear.

You can’t help but gift her with a smile and squeeze her arm softly. You can’t thank her enough for being such a great support to you during this difficult time. Will you ever be able to reciprocate with her?

“Thank you for blessing me with your presence, even though we just met a few weeks ago. I’ve tasked Tengen with a special mission that will bring us closer to our goal of finding and slaying Muzan Kibutsuji alongside his Upper and Lower Moons. Tengen, would you mind explaining to all of us what you have accomplished?”

Out of instinct, you glare at Tengen’s back in front of you while your mind is battling uncontrollably. A special mission? Closer to our goal of finding and slaying Muzan Kibutsuji? Why didn’t you know about all this? What mission does Oyakata-sama mean?

“I have been observing and investigating the area around the entertainment district for some time. Unexplained deaths, countless attacks in the nights, women that leave without explaining. A place that only comes alive in the darkness seemed like the perfect place for a demon, maybe even an upper ranked one. And given the fact that I am the flashiest men within the pillars, I decided to examine further. I talked to the women there and let my flamboyant charm play so that they dared to tell me something. Tonight I was able to find out that one of the oiran seems to be particularly cruel and females who got in her way always mysteriously disappeared or were found dead. Unfortunately, I could not find out the name of said woman, but I am almost certain that she is a part of the Upper Moons.”

You threaten to spill the contents of your stomach down Giyu’s neck in front of you. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Is that why he met this woman? Is that why he put up with her caresses, to get information? Your ears are ringing deafeningly loud while you can’t help but stare at Tengen in disbelief. All of this pain, his betrayal, your tears, all of this was a lie?

“Oh my…”, Shinobu breathes out next to you, covering her mouth with her hand.

Is that really true? Was all of this for nothing? Now what are you supposed to do with this information? Your head begins to spin in confusion.

You need to get out. Now.

“Sorry, I need a moment”, you mumble under your breath, stumbling awkwardly into the direction of the door.

“(y/n), wait!”, his strong voice shouts behind you.

The last thing you want to do right now is talk. You are absolutely confused and furious. If it was all about a damn mission, why didn’t he tell you before he flirted with that woman? He hasn’t told you a word about his investigations. Not.a.single.word. You thought you were partners, you trust him with your life. Why did it have to come to this?

“(y/n)…”

You see nothing but red. With a swift motion, your small frame lunges over and pins him to the text wall, your throwing knife pressed against his neck.

“Why didn’t you fucking tell me”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

For the first time since last night, your eyes lock with his. Oh, he looks absolutely gorgeous with his hair a little messy and his sorrow-filled gaze. But no, you can’t break your façade now. He trampled on your trust, your feelings, your relationship.

“I’m sorry I had nothing to say that night, but it was-“

“That night? You lied to me the whole time! You infiltrated the entertainment district every day for weeks without telling me! How can I trust you? How do I know that what I saw last night was just an act?”, your toe-curling yelling echoes through the estate of Oyakata-sama.

Fuck, you couldn’t care less about the fact that everyone just heard you. Your chest rises and falls rapidly, desperate for air. Suddenly he grabs your arm smoothly with one hand, turns you around and now pushes your frame against the wall he used to lean on a moment ago. Your throwing knife falls to the ground rustling.

“I did this to protect you!”, he taunts tormented, his face now only inches away from yours.

“You don’t need to protect me, I’m a pillar-“

“This ain’t no walkin’, (y/n). It’s one of the upper moons, the strongest demons to ever exist. Exposing you to this danger, allowing you to interfere…I wouldn’t be able to look at myself in the mirror anymore if I’d allowed that”, he interrupts you with unusual low voice.

“I thought you were cheating on me, that everything we built was a lie. When I saw you in her arms…”

You have to stop mid-sentence with hot tears swelling up your eyes once more. This night was the ultimate hell for you. If felt like you’re dying from within every time your thoughts wandered to him of their own accord. You tried to be strong and independent, told yourself over and over again that you don’t need him when in reality, all you hoped for was for this to be a misunderstanding.

“I would never cheat on a woman as flamboyant as you. (y/n), I hope you understand that I had no other choice. Both you and me know all too well that you couldn’t have held back, risking the mission’s success along with your life. Let me handle that, trust your flashy fiancé and his skills”, he whispers, gently caressing your cheek.

God, his touch burns like a thousand fires on your skin. All this time you thought you’d never get that pleasure again. You can’t help but snuggle your face in his hand, eyes closed to allow yourself this intimate moment. While you won’t easily forgive him for keeping you in the dark, you’re just glad that your dark fears of tonight are not reality.

“Just be glad I missed on purpose”, you mutter into his hand.

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kyojurismo · 11 months

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Teasing tengen by wearing a uniform like mitsuri’s

tags : fem!reader, nsfw, tengen’s wives (bc i’m gay) so we’re all happily married in this house.

first of all, jiggly tits putting on a show for our big boy.

his eyes would be glued to your chest all the time. don’t get me wrong, if you’re speaking he would look you in the face bc man is a gentleman.

but when you bow and purposely make sure your tits are this close to spill out tengen feels his whole body on fire. the way you’re teasing him, oh man— “is this paradise?”

you smirk at his words, as you keep walking around the house with that damn uniform. you even bent over to kiss hinatsuru’s forehead and tengen catches a glimpse of your underwear.

hinatsuru knows what you’re doing and plays along too. she moves her hands to caress your naked legs and takes the opportunity to share a kiss with you.

tengen fights the urge to bend you over the table and have his way with you just because he knows that’s a game for you and he’s very competitive.

after days, you were about to give up, as the only ones to give in are hina, makio and suma — you appreciate it of course, but you wanted to win over tengen.

you’re standing on your tip toes to reach a plate as you feel someone position right behind you, caging you in. “are you done teasing me?” his deep voice makes you shiver as he speak directly into your ear.

“what?” you play dumb, ignoring the warm feeling growing in your belly. tengen moves his hands on your hips and pull you close to his body, you can feel his hard member right against your back. “quit playing dumb,” his big hands rise up to your chest and he starts groping at your chest before freeing your breasts from the uniform as he kisses your neck. you lean into tengen’s body and let his hands wander around your body, groping at whatever part of your skin before finally reaching the place burning to feel his gentle touch.

“i don’t want them to interrupt my time with you, since they had you for the whole week… so you better keep quiet, baby.”

#📂 — writing !!#i got carried away i’m sorry #tengen uzui x reader #tengen uzui drabble #tengen uzui blurb #tengen uzui imagine #tengen uzui fanfic #kny tengen #kny hinatsuru #kny makio #kny suma #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic

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Uzui Tengen is known for his dramatics. You knew that when you first decided to marry him, and have grown used to it with the years. His flashy appearance and bold words don't even phase you now. That's just who he is and who you came to love.

Until he gets sick. The dramatics pick up to a whole level you've never thought could occur. Of course if other people saw him that we're not you, or his other wives, he would pretend to be fine, grinning and showing off. But he would never let his lovers off the hook like that, it would be not flashy at all.

“I think it's time I say my final goodbye.”

You roll your eyes, placing a damp towel on his forehead. He coughs, and honestly you can't tell if it's fake or not, but you hold out a cup for him to drink a water out of. When he doesn't move, you sigh and press it to his lips, watching with amusement at the way he gulps it down. “Your fever is bound to break soon, maybe if you stopped complaining and rest, you'll feel better.”

He glances at you when you pull the cup away, a small pout on his face. “Hurts so bad, I must be dying. I feel so weak," His voice is horse, and his body is unusually warm.

You can't help but want to dote on him at his words. He's got to be acting just a bit, but he truly does sound broken. But before you could comfort him he says, “Is this how you feel like all the time? This weak?”

You sigh, pinching your brows, but you can't help the smile that creeps on your face. He's so ridiculous, but at least he keeps you on your toes. In his sickly state or not. “Really?”

“Just joking. I know you aren't this weak.” You can see it in his eyes that he wants to boast about his strength again, but your watchful eyes shut it down. You adore how powerful your husband is, but you weren't Suma who fangirls every time he spoke about himself (Of course you did love that side of Suma as well, it was cute seeing her so excited).

You roll your eyes again but smile at him, and adjust the bedsheets, pulling them higher up on his chest. He let's out a throaty complaint, but doesn't fight it. “Hey, where are the others? Can't bare to see me this pathetic?”

“No, “god” of the dramatics.” He frowns at the mock nickname. “You scared the daylights out of Suma, who actually thinks you're going to die. Hinatsura is comforting her outside. And you know Makio, she isn't the one to be near when someone is sick.”

He hums, closing his eyes for the first time in the past hour with a content smile on his face. “So I get you all to myself, huh?”

You grin, puffing up his pillow again before sitting in the chair next to him. “Guess you can say that. Until your fever breaks at least.”

“Nurse Y/N,” He sighs, breathlessly with a grin on his face. His eyes are still shut and by the looks of it he is imagining something lewd.

You shut it down immediately. “No. I'm not a nurse. I'm an assassin.”

He ignores your words. “Why arent you wearing the cute outfit. I'm sickly, please treat me nurse!”

“I'm leaving,” You deadpan, but before you can stand up a hand flies to your wrist. He tilts his head toward you with a small apologetic smile. His cheeks are flushed from the fever and his neck is slightly beaded with sweat.

“Sorry. I'm done, I'm done, promise. Just stay with me? Honestly, I am a little scared about how week I feel." The tone of his voice is solemn, and his hands slightly tremble on your wrist. You grab onto it and set it back down on the bed, and grab the cloth to dab the beads of sweat on his neck.

It's been ages since he has gotten sick. The last time probably in his early teens, so you aren't too surprised he is uncomfortable, but it was surprising for him to admit something like this. “Scared” is not in his vocabulary, or at least he preaches.

So you take pity on him, and smile at him. “Of course, Lord Tengen. Close your eyes and rest, I'll be here when you wake up, promise.”

He glances at you for a final time, and closes his eyes. “Thanks, Nurse Y/N.”

You shake your head slowly, and take in his appearance. Even in his sweaty, weak state he wears his signature smug grin that you've grown to love. You can't be too mad at him.

#another one #i wonder if u guys like when i write drabbles #they r so fun #anyways tags #tengen x reader #uzui x reader #tengen uzui #uzui fluff #tengen fluff #tengen uzui x reader #kny fluff #kny x reader #uzui drabbles #tengen drabbles #x reader #reader insert #kny fanfic #tengen kny #mello.writes

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sugoi-writes · 10 months

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KNY HCs - A Surprise Kiss! Part 2

Prompt: You give them a kiss unexpectedly; how do they react, when they like you back?

A/N- Next part is here!!! Sorry i struggled to get this part out. This part includes Genya, Nezuko, Obanai, Mitsuri, Gyomei, Tengen, and Muichiro. Let me know if you guys would be interested in a part featuring demons (especially Upper Moons and whatnot). Anyways, this was really fun! Please enjoy! 💗💗💗

Content warning: some implied steaminess for some of the Hashira, and spoilers for the newest season (Sword Village). Proceed with caution if you haven't watched/read ahead! 💀💗💀

Genya

He has a hard time around people who are typically femme, but it literally wouldn't matter who or what you were: because you're still his type.

The second you get within 5 ft, he's blushing. The second you touch, his veins are gonna burst in his skull. The second that touch becomes a kiss...

Genya.exe has stopped working.

He is absolutely stunned into silence. He makes no move to continue the kiss or move away. But you seem to be able to tell that he didn't mind it. Not ONE bit.

You would take his hand, apologize for being too forward, and probably make yourself scarce around him. You figure this would be best if you really did overwhelm him.

It would take quite a few days, but similar to Sanemi, he confronts you head on. Whether it's grabbing you by your haori, or slamming his arms on either side of your head... Hes got you trapped. Even though his face is still BEET red...

"I-I don't understand yet... wh-why you'd do that to a guy like me... but..." He would hesitate for a moment, before planting a kiss on your cheek.

" But... I'll try... to become a guy worthy of your kiss."

Even if you try and reassure him, or persuade him into thinking he's a million bucks, he will go over the moon to impress you, protect you, etc. He wants to be better than what you want him to be: he wants to be your equal.

And while it certainly takes him a while to loosen up, his kisses are some of the sweetest and most sincere. He would try to hold your face, every time. He would never truly want to let you go of you and your warm cheeks.

Nezuko

"Hmmm...~ Hmm-hmmm-- mmm?"

Nezuko, who is humming and fixing her hair, is surprised when you kiss her. She'd blink a few times, her cheeks glistening with a rosy blush. She still struggles with most words, but smiles warmly to you.

"Th...tha...! Thank... you... Y/...N-san!"

You practically scream with delight. This would be the first time you heard her say your name!!!

Like many humans, Nezuko is very protective of you. But you find that she hovers around you a little more recentky, similar to how she treats Tanjiro. Almost as if you're a guide, interpreter, or just a person she can confide in, she'll often reach out to be near you. Whether it's holding your pinky with hers, tugging on your haori, or even grabbing your hand, she likes to stay in close proximity, especially if she can make physical connection with you somehow.

She sometimes struggles (mentally) with being close to you, especially in fear that her fangs may injure you, but her kisses are short and sincere. Similar to Shinobu, she would kiss you most anywhere but your lips publically... but every once in a while, you're blessed with direct kisses.

"T...thank goodness... Y-You like me too... Y/N-san...!

Obanai

Eyes narrowed with steely focus, he would be absorbed in his work, or freshly sheathing his sword. You roughly grasp him by the collar, forcing him to finally look your way.

"What is it you're doi--mmphm?!"

When do you finally get him to shut up? ONLY when you're kissing him. Even with a kiss over his bandages, Obanai flushes vividly, pushing you away. He turns away, checking his bandages hastily.

"NEVER surprise me like that!! You're lucky I didn't have a chance to react properly...!" You were about to apologize, when you see his shoulders relax," hah.... the bandages didn't move, after all..." The relief that floods his voice almost makes you want to cry. You were trying not to pity him, knowing he had his reasons to hide his face. But you wish he didn't feel the desire to keep those bandages on... or better yet, the shame he felt when they came off.

You place a hand on his shoulder, making him tense up.

"Obanai... next time I kiss you... if you're okay with it, i... I wouldn't mind it if it were without your bandages on."

That statement alone has him wide eyed, staring at you with disbelief," I... I don't..." For once, his stoic expression and tone is replaced with one of unease and uncertainty.

"I... I don't know if I'm ready for... that..." he would admit quietly," But... I appreciate the sentiment. I truly do."

You'd smile up/down to him, and place a kiss on his cheek instead," Whenever you're ready. I could wait a thousand years, if you'd have me..." Obanai squints at you, bluntly replying," We'd both be dead by then..."

You smile, winking," Then in the next life, maybe?"

Obanai would flush quietly as you'd walk away, reaching up to gently press the spot you last kissed him at,"... I see... maybe so, Y/N-san... Maybe so...."

BLESS you, if you ever do kiss him without his bandages on. Though his scars may have surprised you at first, it doesn't affect how sweet or chaste his kisses are. And once you receive them in earnest, they never stop...

Oh, and the over protectiveness with you? Multiply it by 20. People aren't allowed to breathe the same air you do unless he allows it. And your missions, from henceforth, are either accompanied with or monitored by himself or Mitsuri. Almost NO exceptions.

Mitsuri

"Y/N! Y/N! Look here, look here!!" Surely, Kanroji has something absolutely adorable to show you. You turn to her quickly, pushing your hair back out of your face.

"What is it, Kanroj--"

The both of you turned too quickly, causing your lips to meet in the middle. Immediately, the two of you pull away from the other. Mitsuri whines, bowing her head rapidly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry!!! I-I didn't mean to!!"

You have to grasp Mitsuri by her shoulders, before she listens to you again," Kanroji-san!!! It's okay, I promise!!! W-We're friends, after all... accidents happen."

Mitsuri's expression changes slightly, her lip quivering," R-Right... friends..."

You go back to your task at hand, not picking up on her disheartened cue. You notice her squirming beside you after a few moments, making you concerned.

"Mitsuri? Are you ok--"

Your lips meet again. This time... on purpose. Mitsuri clasps your cheeks with both hands, planting a fat kiss on your lips, before pulling away.

"Th-There!!! That one wasn't an accident!!! And that's going to be the first of many... I-- I--! Aaaahh, I don't want to just be friends, Y/Nnnnnn!!! Not anymore!!!" Mitsuri basically wails, making you smile sweetly.

You lean over again to kiss her, soothing her mild tantrum if only for a moment," I dont think I want to be 'just friends' either, Mitsuri... so we're partners now. Okay?"

Mitsuri would nod rapidly, mentally swearing herself to you, for protection and for marriage," Deal!!!!"

She's already planning your wedding. She hints at what kind of ceremony she prefers, or flowers she'd like to have in her decore... little does she know, you've already been saving up for something big... maybe her birthday could double as your wedding day?

But for now, that's wishful thinking. For now, you're quite alright with sneaking quick, heated kisses before major missions, and cuddling your tired, full partner after she gorges on her favorite food.

Neither of you mind. But the both of you know that you're actively working towards a future where there's more to your relationship than sweet kisses and embraces.

Gyomei

In a deep, meditative state, Gyomei sat practically motionless as you quietly approached him. Due to this, he hadn't heard you or your sweet giggles are you inched closer. You had always been his number one, secret admirer... and seeing him so content and serene made you want to kiss him. He just looked so beautiful, dangit!

Even with him sat before you, Gyomei was MUCH larger than you... but no matter!

Nimbly, you were able to wiggle closer, admiring the calm breathing of the Stone Pillar. It wasn't until you brushed your lips against his that his eyes instinctively fluttered open. As if from a deep slumber, Gyomei blinks a few times, dazed," Oh... I'm sorry, is this... Y/N?"

You nod and hum, knowing he knew your voice all too well," Guilty as charged~" Gyomei's eyes watered as he heard a genuine, airy laugh leave you, his hands folding neatly into his lap.

"Ahh... so the pining wasn't one sided, after all...," Gyomei sighs, as if relieved. You blink and audibly swallow, your face heating up.

"I-I guess not, Gyomei-san," you reply in surprise, reaching your hand down to brush a stray tear from his cheek. Had you known he had liked you back, you would have kissed him MUCH sooner...

Gyomei smiles brilliantly, tilting his head up as if to look at you,"... if that is the case, my friend... if you don't mind, I'd like you to join me by my side."

You have to calm yourself down as he pats the space beside him. You take him up his request, sitting and scooting closer until your knee bumped his. You feel a large, warm arm wrap around you, pulling you closer until your head was against his chest. Your face burned as Gyomei chuckled.

"...thank you for taking the initiative, Y/N-san. I admire your forwardness. I just wish I could have made that first kiss more..."

"Special?" You finished, Gyomei nodding back quietly.

"W-Well, that's okay-- I already feel like kissing you, on its own, is very special. But..." You sit up, before crawling into his lap. Gyomei would tense up, flushing as a coy grin makes it way to your face.

"I think we can make the next kiss particularly special... if you'll have me."

Gyomei couldnt reply verbally, as the impulse to kiss you tenderly overshadowed the flowery words and praise he wanted to give you.

His kisses were many, and they would be mostly reserved for your cheeks and temples. But most of all, your kisses would be an assured way to make his heart race. Due to his blindness, kisses feel electrifying to him. Making your kisses together all the more special and intimate for him. He loves you to bits, and would never pass up on a chance to engage with you, especially through touches and those sweet, featherlight kisses. Even if others may be close by...~

Tengen

Little to anyone's surprise, Tengen is a HUGE flirt. It didn't matter if it was a stranger or his bestie Rengoku: he would relentlessly do and say things that would tetter on raunchy or sappy. This, however, was something you were used to. And at times, you'd welcome it.

Tengen, many times, had made jokes about you becoming his fourth spouse. Quote him: "Afterall, who said polygamy had a 4 person limit~?"

You'd normally roll your eyes, and playfully shove him, not knowing what his other spouses thought of you. But after getting to know him more, and even being over to his estate a few times, the jokes felt more... sincere. As if he were wanting to propose more properly.

So finally, after a particularly rough Hashira meeting, Tengen would look at you again, with a serene look in his eyes," ...Y'know, Y/N... if you ever considered settling down more properly, or commitment in general... I think you'd make a really good spouse. The others think so, too." He would grin, nudging you playfully," Theres always room for one more, yknow~ "

And, after a few quiet moments, you hadn't yet replied. No shoving, no tickling, just... a heavy sigh. Tengen starts to worry he offended you... until you pull him down/up for a kiss.

Tengen, being the good man he is, immediately leans into it, eyes closing on their own. When you finally decide to part for air, you're absolutely beaming.

"Well, while I can't accept your 'proposal' without the others consent... I wouldn't mind being courted. Normally, yknow..." Tengen looks practically speechless, as your arms snake around to hang on his neck.

" How about we start slow... maybe dinner at your place, next time we meet? Im sure the 5 of us have a lot to talk about before we take it too far..."

Tengen, surprised that his forwardness may have actually paid off, smiles tenderly. He pulls away from you, only to take one of your hands. He guides it to his lips and kisses you knuckles, running his thumb in circles along your warm skin.

"Suma, Hina, Makio, and I... we'd be honored, Y/N. Let's shoot for next weekend, then."

Muichiro

"Huh...? What did you want to see me about, again?" Mui would probe, following behind you.

"I-I just wanted to go somewhere more private, to tell you something." You'd reply evenly, a steady blush spreading across your face.

"Is that so... lead the way then, Y... ahh, sorry, Y/N-san." You roll your eyes. Surely he hadn't forgotten your name so easily. Maybe he was teasing you?

As you finally get to a more private area, you turn towards him, face heated," Muichiro... I have to say it."

The mist hashira would look to you, eyes widening," Ahh... did I forget something again...? Sorry... I still struggle... even now, i guess," he would admit, making your knitted brows soften.

"N-No... you didn't forget anything... but..." You lean forward, trying to kiss him on the cheek, before he recoils quickly. You blink in surprise, face twisting in regret. Oh shit... so you were rejected huh... You can't muster any words as he looks at you, bewildered.

"...were you trying to kiss me?"

You were flustered, assuming your hunch was correct, but you nod shamefully. Then, Muichiro pulls you in by your wrist, placing a soft kiss to your lips. You gasp, taken by surprise even as Muichiro lets you go.

"...sorry... I feel like I would be able to treasure your kiss better... if I initiated it. I hope that's alright with you."

The both of you are perfectly flush now, but you smile warmly back to him, pulling him in for a hug," Well, if you ever forget... I can always kiss you again?" Muichiro would have an idea, leaning his head on your shoulder," Mmm... I think I'm in need of a reminder."

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peachdues · 4 months

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VIOLENT DELIGHTS — NSFW TEASER

Tell Me to Stop (Tengen’s Version)

A/N: don’t @ me, the enemies-to-lovers trope is just too good to resist.

Tengen’s Tell Me to Stop will be a canon-AU and fucking filthy (are we surprised). Have fun watching two idiots trying to kill one another while also fighting the urge to fuck the shit out of each other.

This one is for my greatest enabler, @kentohours . Thank you for encouraging my bullshit always.

His hands paused their frantic tearing at your clothes. “Tell me to stop,” he moaned against your lips. “Tell me to stop, tell me we can’t do this.”

You hitched your leg up higher around his thigh and pulled him closer. “Since when do I follow your commands?”

“Never,” Uzui admitted as he pressed you harder against the wooden post, his hips pinning you in place. His mouth trailed down your throat and he groaned as you fisted his hair. “But I’m a slave for obeying yours.”

One hand lifted from its position under your leg to take your jaw in its grasp, his fingers squeezing your cheeks together. With a fluttering thrill, you realized a single one of his hands was larger than your face. “But if you don’t tell me to stop — if you let me continue — I cannot and will not hold back.”

“Did I ask you to?” You challenged, and you summoned your strength to rip his uniform top clean down the middle, sending buttons skittering across the dirt.

You hooked a leg around his hips and flipped him under you, pinning his hips to the ground with your knees. Your chest heaved in time with his own as you braced a hand against his sternum in restraint.

You ground once against the large bulge forming beneath his hakama pants and savored the wanton, unrestrained moan that reverberated within his chest. “Beg me,” you ordered, wrapping your hand around his throat. “Beg for my cunt and I might be inclined to reward you.”

The Sound Pillar’s eyes widened. Beneath the silvery pale glow of the moon, his fuchsia irises darkened to that of amaranth.

“Please, you wretched goddess,” he whispered, hands twitching to reach for you. “I beg you, put me out of my misery.”

You withdrew your hand from its tightening grip around his neck and dragged it down his pectoral, your nails raking over one of his stiffened nipples. “And?”

“And fuck me,” Uzui pled with a poorly concealed whine. “Fuck me, you beautiful devil.”

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xxsabitoxx · 10 months

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Where They Are Sensitive 18+

Warning: contains smut (obvi), talks of thigh grinding, cunnilingus, hickeys, nipple sucking (lmao)

A/N: @muzanswaifu got my brain working overtime after the Giyu Drabble she wrote. So here are my personal takes on the Hashira and where they are most sensitive

Tomioka Giyu: his thighs, his neck, his lower back

When it comes to Giyu’s thighs, he didn’t realize how sensitive they were until you sat on his lap

Mid-make out session, literally only the second time y’all had ever done something like this, you climb onto his lap and suddenly that man is a goner

Your weight on his thighs as reduced Giyu to a whining mess, his hands roaming your body with more fervor, his kisses turning rougher, the whole nine yards.

If you grind on his thigh? He’s making just as much noise as you are. The steady rhythm of your cunt gliding back and forth on his tensed thigh has his eyes rolling back.

Giyu’s neck is ticklish, which in turn makes it very sensitive. You discovered this during the same Make out session towards the beginning of your relationship

Your lips on Giyu’s neck is his absolute kryptonite. That man is putty in your hands the second your tongue glides along the column of his neck.

Giyu’s lower back is a place he never knew was sensitive until he met you. Thanks to your hands, he realized.

You were giving him a back massage because he had gotten hurt on a mission. As your hands crept lower, the heat on his face rose. So did the noises he made.

Now, even the slightest of touches along the small of his back has him tensing, your giggles only making it worse.

Kocho Shinobu: her hips, her stomach

The moment your hands rest on her hips, she’s clenching her jaw in hopes of not making any noises

They are just a tad ticklish, when your hands massage the flesh it doesn’t help her case

She enjoys the feeling of course, especially when you’re going down on her. Nothing makes her feel as helpless / at your mercy than your hands on her hips, holding her still.

Hold her hips while you kiss her, she’ll melt into your touch, holding you tighter in fear of you letting go.

Shinobu’s stomach is ticklish, even the slightest of touches will have laughter spilling out of her

You found this out unintentionally, your lips gliding from her neck to her chest, down to her stomach with the intentions of going lower

All it took was a couple of pecks and she was laughing softly, nearly breathless. Which surprised you a lot considering the mood of the situation.

You use it against her a few minutes later, face buried between her legs while your hands trial across the plain of her stomach.

This earns you a mixture of noises, breathless laughs and moans. Tears glimmering in her eyes from the intensity of the sensations you’re bringing her

Rengoku Kyojuro: his chest/nipples, his jaw, his earlobes

The feeling of your hands resting on his chest is enough to send Kyojuro spiraling. Now take things further and lick or suck on his chest? It’s a miracle if he doesn’t cum.

He didn’t know how sensitive his chest was until you began leaving hickeys on it. The gentle sucking sensation sending shrills of arousal straight through him.

When you licked his nipple for the first time, his face turned the deepest shade of red you had ever seen. A nearly guttural moan tumbling from his lips as you suck.

Kyojuro’s jaw was another surprising revelation. Your teeth gently scraping the skin, goosebumps trailing through his body as you moved towards his ear.

You know that space, right where your jaw ends, that little space between the bone and your earlobe? Nip at that, suck on it, it does something to him (this one is super specific so I hope it makes sense lol)

Sucking along his jaw will have him melting under your touch, soft moans escaping him while his hands hold your hips as tightly as possible

Biting his ear lobe was just to tease him, but the gentle, almost ticklish pressure, sent Kyojuro into a fit of breathless giggles and moans

He’s embarrassed about this, because you know it’s an easy target. If he gives you a hug, you’re going to bite his earlobe. If you cuddle at night? You’re going to nibble his earlobe. It’s become a game at this point

Combine all three of these sensitive areas and you’ll have him whimpering for you.

Uzui Tengen: his thighs, the back of his neck, his chest

When it comes to his thighs, it’s more about gentle touches. Truth be told, Tengen is sensitive all over but only when the touches are gentle.

Being gentle with Tengen will melt his heart, turn his brain to mush, he’ll be putty in your hands, whining softly.

Sitting on his lap, running your fingers along his thighs, you’ll notice him turning red, that confidence he always has it melting away and he’s getting shy.

You discovered the back of his neck was sensitive when you were doing his hair one morning.

The feeling of your fingers threading through his hair, just barely scrapping the back of his neck. The moan that slipped past his lips was enough to silence all of you.

Naturally that means you have to tease him, kissing the back of his neck and biting it until he couldn’t help but gasp out a “stop”. Not because he wanted to go stop, rather, he was embarrassed

When it comes to Tengen’s chest, it’s no surprise that he’s very reactive to your hands on him

Especially if you’re straddling his waist, dainty hands trailing along his pecks and smiling as a blush creeps down his neck

Luckily, he has you, makio, suma and hinatsuru. You can easily stimulate all of his “weak points” at once

Kanroji Mitsuri: her hips, her breasts, her inner thighs

Now I know what you’re thinking, some of her most sensitive areas are usually exposed when she’s wearing her uniform. Lemme explain.

When it comes to Mitsuri’s hips, she’s very particular about what makes them sensitive. Gently putting your hand on her hip won’t really earn a reaction.

However, squeezing her hips, massaging them, holding them tight while you kiss her or do other things? She’s whining and melting into your every movement.

For Mitsuri’s breasts, it’s the same kind of idea. I mean she doesn’t wear any wraps or bras, just puts on her uniform and prays. Despite the sensitive skin being exposed, her uniform top is tight enough that they don’t move.

Now, when you touch them, lick them, suck on them, she’s a whining, squealing mess.

She’s almost embarrassed of how sensitive they are, her face warm and eye lids heavy while she watches you lavish them in bites and kisses

The only part of her thighs that are super sensitive are her inner thighs. Even the lightest of touches will have her instinctively trying to close them

Leaving hickeys on her inner thighs will drive her insane, the process and the result are almost too much for her to look at never mind endure

She’s also very ticklish, so don’t be shocked if touching her anywhere has her turning a shade of pink

Iguro Obanai: his chest, his dick, his neck

Obanai is a man of …modesty… for lack of better words.

He’s not used to being touched never mind being touched in particular places with further intent. So it’s not all that shocking that something like your hands on his chest has noises coming out of him that he’s never made.

Your hands on his chest will have his brain doing cartwheels. He’s not use to such an intimate touch and the moment your fingers ghost his nips he’s losing it

Now I know what you’re thinking “May, his dick?” Yes, his dick. Hear me out, please.

Obanai isn’t one to masturbate, he’s not one to really to think about pleasuring himself. So the first time you touch him, he’s gasping for air, praying he doesn’t instantly cum.

He gains a tolerance of course, but those first few times he’s absolutely at your mercy. Making noises he can’t stand because he finds them embarrassing

Now, his neck being sensitive came as a shock because Kaburamaru usually sits there.

The thing is, he’s grown a tolerance for Kaburamaru. But your tongue feels a lot different than a snake slithering around his neck and shoulders

The thing with Obanai is the fact that he’ll grow a tolerance for all of his more sensitive areas. But that doesn’t mean he won’t get the chills and melt into you when you touch him.

Shinazugawa Sanemi: his abdomen, his tip, his thighs

Lord, it’s me again. He’s so confident in the fact that he isn’t sensitive nor is he ticklish and there is nothing you can do to convince him otherwise…

Until your hands are on his hips, kissing your way down to groin and suddenly he can’t stop the blush covering his face. Not only that but he can’t stop the noises.

Your teeth scraping along his abdomen, tongue sliding along his v-line, he’s closing his eyes so you can’t see the fact that they are rolling backward.

It also doesn't help that the sight of you licking and sucking along his abdomen and hip bone looks so utterly lewd

When it comes to the tip of his cock, there is no controlling the noises he makes. The moment your lips wrap around him, he’s an absolute goner for you.

You don’t even have to worry about the rest of his dick, you could sit there and lavish the head and he’d be content, probably spilling into your mouth or on your face within seconds

When it comes to his thighs, Sanemi can’t contain his noises as your nails scrap across the plains of his skin.

If you ever want to work him up in public, just rest your hand on his inner thigh and go no futher.

Combine these three things together and you just may bring Sanemi to his knees. I'm serious. He'll go weak in the knees.

Himejima Gyomei: his neck, his shoulders, his hips

This man is covered in muscle so you’d think it would be pretty hard to find some weak points on him

However, despite his height and build, I can assure you that Gyomei is a simple man with simple desires

Your lips on his neck make him, of all people, feel small. At your mercy even, willing to do whatever you desire.

He finds it a bit scandalous if you leave marks on him, but he secretly enjoys it. He also likes that you tell him you’ve left a mark behind because he can’t see it lol

Massaging his shoulders will earn you many pretty noises

Honestly, this man will start to purr if you massage body just right. But his shoulders will really get him going.

His hips are something sacred to be fully honest, he’ll turn a shade of red when he feels you touch him there

Your small hands on his waist, sinking to his hips, is almost amusing to him. But that doesn’t stop the shrill of arousal that shoots down his spine when your grip tightens

A special bonus is just sitting on his lap while kissing his neck or massaging his shoulders. The added pressure drives him a bit wild.

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xcalciumx · 1 year

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Blanket Hog | Tengen Uzui x Wives x Reader

Word Count | 1.8k

Warnings | Fluff, fluff and more fluff. And a little husband smacking but we’ll get to that.

Summary | In search of the blanket, you find yourself in a war with your wives instead.

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“Who the hell took the blanket?” you groan, blindly reaching out. As you do, your hand snags a chunk of hair and you hear as the person next to you starts to stir awake. “Sorry,” you mumble, hand still searching the bed. This time, as you bring your hand back towards you, it accidentally meets with flesh and a quiet slap resounds in the dark room. “Shit, sorry,” you groan for a second time.

“Stop it!” a muffled voice whines.

“I’m not doing it on purpose, Suma!” You whisper back angrily. “I’m trying to find the damn blanket.” The girl mumbles something incoherent that you ignore as you roll over on your side, hand now searching the other side of the bed. As you hastily scramble your hands over the mattress, you don’t take notice of your wife sidling up behind you. At the last second, you sense that she’s trying to spoon you - but it’s too late as your elbow accidentally flies back, hitting her in the abdomen. Upon impact, Suma yelps and pushes away from you. Bleary eyed from sleep, you turn your neck to once again apologise. However before you can, a heavy weight crushes down on your head. It lasts only a moment, but you’re left dizzy and confused, your hazy mind starting to wake up.

Instantly on the defensive, you sit up, eyes squinting into the dimly-lit room. Everything is quiet in the pale moonlight but as you glance to your right, you’re met with the sight of Suma, one hand covering her mouth to stifle a giggle. Your eyes shift to where she is loosely holding a pillow in her grip.

“Did you-” you start to question. Before you can finish your words, Suma is already launching the pillow at your head again. At the last second, you’re able to stop the attack, hand taking hold of the pillow that had been hurtling at your face. Being a Hashira wasn’t just for show, after all.

You hear her quiet gasp and before she can recover from having the pillow being stolen, you’re smushing it against the side of her face. This time you’re the one laughing as Suma shakes her head, an angry growl akin to a kitten escaping her lips. Someone shuffles behind you and you crane your head back to see who it is. What you don’t expect is for the blue eyed girl to steal the pillow you had been previously sleeping on and using it to attack again with a renewed vigour now that you weren’t watching.

“Hitting an opponent while their backs are turned?” you growl playfully, piercing eyes now staring down Suma. Her face widens into a grin and you feel yourself mirror it. The fluffy pillow in your hands is sent flying at her once again and she meets it head on with her own pillow, the two of you locked in a fierce battle. Your partners slept in blissful peace around you, not noticing the war raging on in the middle of the bed. You would land a blow on Suma and then she would retaliate, mercifully you allowed her to get a few hits in. As you sat back on your haunches, your foot grazed a warm arm, making you freeze. You carefully checked to make sure that you didn’t wake up the body sleeping behind you. As you did this, Suma tried to land another hit, but missed as you ducked below the incoming pillow. While her arms were at an awkward angle, you sent your pillow back at her in a similar fashion. Just like you had done, she swung below the pillow, narrowly avoiding it. You expected the pillow to strike empty air but it came to a still as something solid stopped its path of travel. Cringing, you raised your gaze from Suma to the person you had just made contact with.

Makio was fuming.

“What are you doing?” She hissed, fists rubbing at her eyes. You shared a guilty look with Suma. Makio’s eyes travelled from the pillow in your hands, to Suma then back to you again, eyes narrowing. Before you had time to explain, she was diving over Suma’s lowered body and tackling you around the waist. There was nowhere to escape. You screeched, hoping it wouldn’t wake the other two and covered your face in preparation for an assault. As you did this, Makio raised a flat hand but was halted as something white came flying at her from behind. You watched in wonderment as she became still, head slowly turning behind her. From where you were trapped on the bed, you could barely make out Suma’s face, probably fearful at Makio’s murderous expression.

Makio was gone from you in an instant, her eyes now set on Suma as she trembled in laughter.

“Guys?” A quiet voice spoke. A body moved on the other side of the two girls who were now wrestling each other.

“Hina!” You whisper shouted. “Help me defeat them.” Through the dark, her brown eyes settled on you and you watched as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Before she could ask what was happening, you chucked your pillow at her, motioning to your two brawling wives. She seemed to take the hint and smiled as she suddenly slammed it down on them both. Laughs shook your body and you couldn’t hide the glint in your eyes at your wife’s actions. Although Hina was made out to be the sweetest of you all, you knew the true devil inside of her.

Makio and Suma both continued to tussle, ignoring the pillow being continuously whacked on them, as they struggled to gain the upper hand on one another. As their fight shook the bed, Hina’s sweet laughter flowed through the room. You admired your three breathtaking women for a second, installing the image of them into your head.

Breaking from the stupor you found yourself in, you crawled over Uzui’s prone form to the side of the bed, going to retrieve a pillow that had been sent flying by one of the girls. You found it quickly, the white contrasting against the darkened floor. Half your body hanging off the bed, you made to lift yourself back up but paused as you heard a gruff voice.

“Girls, what in the world are you doing?”

“Tengen!” Suma cried, “Help me! Save me!”

The bed rocked as the ex-hashira pushed himself up, maroon eye assessing the situation. His lips thinned. From your spot at the side of the bed, you heard Hina's laughter fade out and the raucous fighting of the other two stop. You lay still, listening closely.

“Loves,” Tengen huffed out, his voice deep and rough from just waking up. “Do you know what time it is?” Suma squeaked out an apology as Makio begrudgingly flopped off of her, making the bed shake. Tengen’s deep breathing now became the primary sound in the room.

“Let’s get back to sleep,” you heard Hina say gently. Bringing yourself back up, you stared at Tengen’s chiselled back that was facing you. He hadn’t realised you were there. Over his shoulder, you were able to see as Makio and Hina lay down, limbs tangling together. But Suma still remained upright, noticing you behind Tengen.

“Darlin’?” He murmured, unsure. As he did, your eyes zeroed in on the soft fabric of the blanket draped over his lower body. That’s where it had gone! Suma noticed your stare, casting a look at the thick blanket that covered Tengen and only Tengen.

The tension in the room became palpable as a silence overcame everyone. The two girls laying down tried to see what was happening as Suma smiled. From your spot, you couldn’t see as Tengen quirked a brow, staring inquisitively at his wife. He scratched the back of his neck, the blanket shuffling with his movement.

“Suma?” He tried again. Your pretty wife only laughed, a devilish grin coming onto her face as she realised what you were about to do.

It was too late for Tengen when he finally noticed your presence behind him. You had silently moved closer and closer, pillow raising in your hands as you chose the best moment to strike. The Sound Hashira startled, body turning to face you.

He was too slow.

The pillow tightened in your grip as you swung it with full force, not holding back on the man who had been stealing the blankets. Every. Single. Night.

THWACK

You stared in surprise as Suma gasped in horror. You had succeeded in hitting Tengen, except…now he was sprawled on the bed, eyes shut. Your blow had apparently been much harder than you intended. You almost felt bad. Almost.

Fat tears started rolling down Suma’s cheeks.

“You killed him! OH my god, you killed Tengen!” The other two were now sitting up, confused at what had just transpired. “And I helped! Oh my god, that’s assisted murder!” Suma bent over, sobbing into her hands as Hina rubbed a soothing hand over her back. You sighed, yoinking the blanket from Tengen as he started to snore. Rolling over Tengen’s large frame, you moved back to your original spot, manhandling Suma and forcing her to lay down. Your other two wives reluctantly followed suit as you lay down again, their concerned eyes on Tengen’s still body. You adjusted the blanket that you had retrieved, using it to cover everyone. Suma still cried quietly, but you petted her hair softly and muttered a soft reassurance.

“He’s unconscious, Suma, not dead.” Her blue eyes shone up at you as she sniffled, snuggling closer to you. “He’ll be up and about as his usual flamboyant self in a couple hours.” This seemed to be enough for her as she closed her eyes, one hand fisting into your night shirt. Her tears came to a stop. Hina and Makio remained quiet, only whispering a goodnight as they cuddled with each other.

You took a quick glance at Tengen, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. A little regret panged your heart but you shook it off, knowing he was completely fine.

Maybe it would teach your husband to not be such a blanket hog next time.

Rest assured, Tengen awoke the next day, happy as ever. When questioned about the actions of last night, he acted oblivious saying he just remembered being woken up and falling back to sleep shortly after. Your wives seemed happy with this answer but something in his eyes told you otherwise as he stared at you over the table at breakfast.

There was a promise in his gaze, one that said he’d be getting his revenge soon enough. You grinned back at him.

Bring it on.

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