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sjhanny2000 · 2 years

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Baby Maybe?

A/N: Well folks, we've made it to the end of what was originally my 300+ Followers Event. Now I'm nearing 830 followers, a number I'd never thought I'd reach! Thank you for all of your love and support this past year or so with TDoFL and the other works that have followed. Now, please enjoy!

Warning(s): angst, hurt w/ comfort, marital problems, arguing, self-esteem issues, pregnancy, reconciliation, KNY Season 2 spoilers, non-canon universe

Word Count: 4.2k+

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To say that the space between you and your husband was impossibly taut with heart wrenching tension was an overwhelming understatement.

Any gumption you had mustered throughout your journey home had evaporated within moments of visual contact, tears threatening to fall whilst your heart and mind continued to scream at one another. The fault rested on both your shoulders (did it?), and you were being forced to face it because what other choice did you have in the matter? You missed being with your spouses, of laying in bed within their arms through the rare early mornings all of you were present, of being cradled within Tengen’s lap as the girls eagerly had you taste test their latest culinary creations. While it hurt, you were also forced to swallow down the painful truth of your marriage; if you left, your wives would remain with Tengen, even if it was against their wishes. The three kunoichi had their obligations to the Sound Hashira and the Demon Slayer Corps., ones they could never break due to years upon years of countless conditioning they faced whilst still being of the shinobi faction of the Japanese population. You would be alone again but with a child you had no means of supporting, the little of your savings from your jobs within Oshika having been meager to begin with, and both of you would most likely live in poverty for the rest of your life and theirs. It wasn’t a life you wanted for your child, one which had been created out of a hurried moment of passion where neither you nor Tengen had been pondering over the possible consequences of your lustful actions. The herbal remedy for contraception that the girls’ had given you upon your arrival to the estate had somehow failed that day and here you were, seven and a half months pregnant and estranged from your husband, the one man in your life that you loved with every fiber of your being.

Life simply wasn’t fair.

“Y/N-chan,” Suma clutched onto your forearm with a worried whine, fear evident on her gorgeous pools of azure.

No one spoke.

No one moved.

No one dared to break the precarious situation set before them.

Fear was evident on every one of your faces.

“Y/N-sama!”

Then, just as the silence set in, it was shattered into a million tiny pieces.

Your attention shifted from Tengen’s quivering form to the ball of energy racing into view, pigtails flying beyond her at what seemed to be the speed of light itself.

Childishly ignorant, Hikari moved to bound over to your guarded position with star-filled eyes, a shout of joy escaping her suddenly toothless mouth. “You’re back!”

The poor child set herself to make her way to you, only for a hand worn from years of work to snatch Hikari’s right arm and yank it back, Nana-san gazing at you with wide, knowing eyes as she pulled her daughter towards her without remorse. “Hikari-!”

“Mama, let go! I wanna say hi to Y/N-sama!” Hikari struggled against her mother, using her free arm to pry at her mother’s iron-tight grasp.

Somehow, whether it be pure strength or her demanding will, Hikari broke free of Nana-san’s hold, the woman shouting after her daughter with horror. “Hikari!”

The little girl practically teleported over to you, wasting no time in approaching you with a beaming smile. “Y/N-sama!”

However, before she could reach you, Makio plucked the girl into the air without a hint of effort, the kunoichi ceremoniously plopping Hikari on her hip.

“Makio-sama! I wanna hug Y/N-sama, not you!” Hikari attempted to wriggle away from your doe-eyed wife, innocent frustration evident on her usually grinning features. Makio only met her with a stern glare and even stricter voice, bearing her own frustrations on her face. “Well that’s too bad! Y/N-chan can’t give you hugs right now-!”

“Why not?! Y/N-sama always gives me hugs! Y/N-sama!” The child thrashed against Makio like a wild animal, shoving her hand into the kunoichi’s reddening cheek with force you didn’t know she was capable of producing.

Suma stepped forward, angry tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. “You’re making this reunion so much harder than it needs to be, Hikari-chan! Y/N-chan can hold you later!”

“NOOOOOOOOOO! IF I DON’T HUG THEM NOW, THEY’LL LEAVE AGAIN!”

Those words felt like a swift knife to the heart, tears of your own pooling into your eyes. You wanted to curl into yourself, to be swallowed by the earth below your feet, to just disappear. Your emotions spilled out mercilessly from your wounded heart, gushing at an accelerated rate due to your raging hormones, and-.

Suddenly, your vision blurred and your knees gave way, heavy body sent flying to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

“Y/N-CHAN!!!” “Y/N-SAMA!”

In the far distance (when did they get so far away?) Makio and Suma screamed your name, and you faintly heard Hinatsuru’s join theirs, though she hadn’t called for you. She had called-.

Shouldn’t you have hit the ground already?

Emotions and thoughts awry, your vision slowly came into being, a blur of color leaning over your body as you laid limply in a cradle of pure muscle, just like-.

The scent of incense, sake, and wisteria gently waltz into your nostrils, the very smell you had longed to take in just one more time, even if it meant that your heart would break further. A calloused hand brushed tenderly against your right cheek, rough but mellow in touch, and a swift kick from the child within you finally brought your vision into full focus.

Pure, unadulterated worry smothered the lone remaining fuchsia iris belonging to your husband, Tengen gazing down at you with a hint of apprehension coloring his body language. He had never shown you such emotions before, always so calm or bursting with color speeches, ones that often reeked of narcissism yet the well-crafted self-confidence you cherished.

Had he been hurting as much as you had been?

The man’s focus shifted from your face to a lower part of your body, time slowing to a damning crawl as his eye widened in mortification. Mind muddled, you turned your attention to what had grasped his own, confused on what could have rocked the god of festivals so hard he had been left speechless. When your eyes landed on your protruding stomach, the world imploded.

Before the epinephrine could even be released into your bloodstream to set off the incoming panic attack forming, everything was moving in a blur, heart racing and breath labored from exertion. Your mind was swirling like a twister of wind and leaves, body reeling as you suddenly realized you were being supported on your own two feet a yard or so away, Hinatsuru on your right and Suma on your left, both kunoichi glaring at your husband with warning distaste.

“Don’t you dare touch them, you bastard!” Makio appeared in a rage from the corner of your eye, Hikari still perched on her hip. “We finally got them back, we don’t need you scaring them off again!”

Her brutal words seemed to deflate the Sound Hashira’s spirit even more than you physically thought possible and it broke something inside you to see the typically joyous man in shambles. Tengen gazed on with a shattered spirit, lone eye losing all brightness as it was saturated in painful reality, his remaining hand falling limply into his lap in soul crushing defeat.

With a quivering voice that stabbed at both your ears and eyes, you couldn’t help but watch as Tengen trembled under your gaze, pure and unadulterated grief marking his sickly features. “Please, let me-.”

The fiery kunoichi moved in for the kill, froth appearing at the corners of her mouth. “Let you what Tengen-sama, screw up even more than you already have?! You have a lot of nerve-!”

“ENOUGH!!!”

Just before Makio could land the final blow that you believed would have spiritually decapitated your shriveling husband, a voice that made all five of you submit within a single word breaking through the air without mercy like a crack of brutal lightning across the summer night sky.

You snapped to attention, head snapping to the left to see a stone-faced Nao-san steadily approaching with bloody purpose in each of her steps, the aging woman a sight to behold in her present fury. In all of your years of living with the retired kunoichi, you had never seen her so furious; sure, Nao-san was easily annoyed and disappointed, but she wielded her temper like a well-sharpened kunai.

The woman of the hour came to stop mere feet away from the small group you had made, turning her icy stare onto Hikari. “Go to your mother, girl. You’d do best not to meddle in matters that aren’t your business. Go!”

Makio wasted no time in setting the young girl on her feet, Hikari scrambling away in confused tears and searching for sanctuary within Nana-san’s arms, a look of warring emotions on the mother’s face. She swiftly disappeared back into the estate without a moment's hesitation, a whimpering Hikari within her arms, leaving the five of you to face the mess that had become your relationship.

If there was even a relationship now worth saving.

Nao-san turned her attention to you once they were out of view, her face an emotionless mask of stone. “Are you alright, Y/N-sama?”

You could only manage a wordless nod, too scared to say something that would further anger the terrifying woman, Suma apparently feeling the same way with how much she was shaking beside you.

She didn’t skip a beat, giving a nod of her own, kunai sharp irises shifting between the various members of the party. “Now, it is known that I do not enjoy meddling in your marital affairs for they are frankly none of my business. However, I am unwilling to stand aside as a bystander as I watch the one marriage I support with every fiber of my being fall apart over misunderstandings and mistakes made!”

“There is no one without fault in this situation, except perhaps the child this woman currently carries within her womb!” Nao-san's perfectly manicured index finger pointed towards your extended stomach with conviction, a menacing fire growing within her eyes. “A child that has done nothing to deserve being born into a broken family that can easily begin to mend itself if its parents were simply adults and learned how to communicate effectively without resorting to bullying and shouting matches!”

Promptly, Makio’s mouth audibly clicked shut.

The aging kunoichi wasn’t wrong, not in the slightest even, and it was a reality you knew that all five of you were struggling to accept. Yes, Tengen had been wrong, even cruel in what he had said to you, in how he degraded you for what felt like no reason at the time. Yes, your pain was valid but perhaps running away rather than facing the problem head on had been the wrong choice in the end. Both of your poor, emotion fueled actions had been disastrous for not only you but Tengen, your wives, and all of those around you, causing an explosion of he said, she said and hurt feelings all around. While you had been hiding from your marital problems, your spouses had been forced to face them head on, to search for you all over the country whilst wondering if said searches were futile, fearing that the worst had occurred just like it had almost happened before. On the nights where sleep was almost impossible for you during the journey homeward, Hinatsuru had conveyed through countless tears that your sudden disappearance had caused an instant deployment of all available Demon Slayers, how Oyakata-sama and the other eight Hashira had been just as adamant of finding you as your spouses had been. So adamant that all three women had been captured by Upper Moon Six whilst on their journey to find you, the same fight that led to the crippling of your flamboyant, boisterous Tengen, leading to a premature retirement drenched in liquor and desperation to find you.

Everything had been perfect before that accursed fight, before you and Tengen subsequently broke not only each other’s hearts but your three wives’ in one fell swoop, before the world flipped into a place of nightmares and acidic tears.

You just wanted everything to be okay again.

“It’s all my fault.”

Ten sets of eyes fell upon your trembling person, grief-filled tears wetting the flesh of your cheeks because you just couldn’t stop crying for one damn minute-.

“I wanted a child, I ran away, I’m having a child that isn’t wanted,” Body weak, you felt your shaking knees threaten to give way, Suma and Hinatsuru adjusting themselves to support your now hefty body weight. “I never wanted to hurt anyone. I just wanted to have a family with those who gave me one in the first place.”

Your hands came to hide your face, a painful sob wracking through your chest.

“I’m so sorry!”

Some part of you expected for Tengen to agree, that all of this was your fault because wasn’t it? You were the one who wanted a baby when your husband didn’t, you were the one who left like a spoiled child when you didn’t get what you wanted, you were the one to put all of your spouses through turmoil once again-.

“Didn’t you hear a single word that Nao-san said?”

Tengen’s voice was deep and was bare of any foretelling emotion, deadly calm and monotone; your body shivered in panicked anticipation for the other sandal to drop, just as you deserved.”

Imagine your surprise when a rough, calloused far too large to be one of your wives’ came to gently cup your chin as if it were made of glass, parting your hands without a sound, forcing you to face the man whom you equally loved and feared.

Tears brimmed the ex-shinobi’s dark lashes, fuchsia iris radiating endless loving fondness and shame, Tengen gazing down at you with his heart on his sleeve and on display for all to see.

“We’re all at fault here, my gorgeous spirit flower.” A wet gasp escaped your lips at his words, at him using your beloved nickname, body feeling as if you had been doused in an ice bath. “I’m sorry it’s taken so long for me to admit my own part in all of this.”

He, he was sorry. Tengen, one of the most prideful men you’ve ever met, had just admitted he was sorry.

A sob of relief escaped your lips as you threw your body as much as you physically could into Tengen’s remaining (how would you ever get used to that?) arms, relishing how the stone hard appendages adjust to your heavy form like it was routine for them. Those beloved arms swifting encased you in a cradle of muscle and bone, Tengen settling you into his lap like a father would a child, not a drop of sweat forming on his greasy forehead. You shoved your face into the crook of his neck, relishing in his musky scent, hints of jasmine and camellias haunting your nostrils like ghosts from the past.

Oh how you’ve missed this.

Time seemed to slow down as you laid in Tengen’s arms, his lone remaining hand slowly moving to brush (h/c) locks from your wet face, touch as brief as a feather and loving as a kiss. You didn’t dare move an inch, to breath, so fearful that all of this was a dream, that once you opened your eyes, all you would see is disappointment.

“Oh, Tengen-sama!”

Suma’s ear-piercing wail broke the veil of precarious peace, the sapphire-eyed kunoichi slamming her body into Tengen’s back and narrowly missing your vulnerable face whilst wrapping her arms tightly around his throat, a noise of distress leaving the Sound Hashira.

“Suma, you need to be careful!” Hinatsuru’s typically soft spoken voice was stern with warning, the violet wearing kunoichi doing her best to carefully your octopus of a wife from Tengen’s person.

It was unusual to hear Hinatsuru be the one to scold Suma, Makio always the first to put the emotional woman in her place, but the silence and lack of effort from the fiesty kunoichi was telling.

Forcing your eyes to open, you took in your surroundings with desperation, praying Makio was still here, that she hadn’t walked away like she had every right to. Both you and Tengen had hurt Makio, the wounds deep and refusing to heal even after your reunion with your wives’ unlike Suma and Hinatsuru, and she refused to acknowledge said wounds with an air of arrogance that you knew was fueled by the urge to hide away her pain. The kunoichi was extremely private when it came to own individual feelings, so scared to reveal the small child hiding within her that needed validation and sweet touches, to be smothered in love and attention. She had trusted Tengen just as much as she trusted you and in one fight, you had managed to shatter said trust into a thousand pieces.

Turning your head just a tad, you found your gaze falling upon Makio’s internally warring form, a wave of relief washing over you at the very sight of her.

The urge to smother the kunoichi in a warm hug burned within your chest, but you knew that’s neither what she needed nor wanted in this moment. Makio was a person whose trust you could only gain through action and you knew there was a lot of work in the future to repair the damage that had been wrought on her tough walls and tender heart. Still, every moment of labor would be worth it if it meant that your wife could give you her trust once again, even if it was only a third of it; Tengen was most likely of the same mindset, knowing how much your husband adored all four of you.

Reaching out your hand, you never broke eye contact with Makio, the child within your womb giving your hips soft but uncomfortable kicks. “Maki’, please.”

Emotional vulnerability was something almost all of you aside from Suma struggled with in varying degrees, but no more than Tengen and Makio. Yet, as you laid in Tengen’s lap, the Sound Hashira reached his hand outward to join your own. “Please, Makio. Give us one more chance.”

The kunoichi’s doe brown irises broiled with uncertainty, body twitching in war torn emotions, until finally, her hands began to inch forward until her battle weathered fingers met both of yours. Two more sets of fingers slithered forward, Suma’s hand taking hold of yours and Makio’s whilst Hinatsuru intertwined her own with Makio and Tengen’s, the five of you joined together once again after so long apart.

Quiet, comfortable silence filled the air between you all, eyes shifting between one another, searching for objection and understanding, praying that not a single one of you let go of another. Then, it shattered ever so softly with Tengen’s tenor voice.

“I know there’s a lot we need to work through, a lot we need to process and adapt to. Especially with this little one on the way.” His other hand–nub came to rub softly against your protruding stomach, a look of pained fondness on his handsome as ever face. “I know that I haven’t been even a tenth of the flamboyant husband you all deserve, but I want to be better, and to be a part of all your lives. You’re all I have in this bleak world and I can’t live another day knowing you aren’t the wives I can call mine anymore.”

“We need you too, Tengen-sama,” Hinatsuru crooned tearfully, the most sensible of the three kunoichi pressing her painted lips to the man’s gaunt cheek.

Suma gave an adamant nod of her own, thick tears cascading down her bright red face. “I wanna be a family again! WAAAHHHHHHH!!!”

Makio slapped the back of the wailing woman’s head without missing a beat this time, face curling into a snarl as tears threatened to fall from her beautiful eyes.

“Quit ruining the moment, you blubbering idiot!"

Her attention snapped back to Tengen, an emotionless mask shifting into place over her features. “Promise me, you won’t let this happen again. If it does, I’m not sure I’ll be able to forgive you, Tengen-sama. We love Y/N-chan just as much as we love you, but I’ll choose them over you in a heartbeat.”

Such a bold, unforgiving statement pushed the air out of your lungs in a burst of horrified awe, because Makio was putting her marriage to Tengen on the line for you of all people.

“Us too.”

Hinatsuru and Suma nodded in agreement, the three kunoichi looking to your husband with awaiting eyes, as if daring the man to make the wrong move or say the wrong thing.

Instead, much to your honest surprise, Tengen gave them a smile of his own. “You have the right to kill me where I stand if I ever do something like this ever again. I’ll hand you the sword myself.”

“Tengen-sama!” You couldn’t help but gasp at his words, quivering under the weight they held.

His focus fell upon you within a fond eye, overwhelming love swarming in those heart stopping fuchsia depths. Nubbed arm coming to rest on the top of your stomach, the Sound Hashira leaned downwards just enough to rub his nose against your own, foreheads coming to rest against one another. “Promise me, you’ll never leave me again, spirit flower. Please.”

The desperation in his voice shook you to your core but you forced your voice to work, trembling with emotion.

“I promise, Tengen-sama. Never again.”

Smooth, all encompassing lips belonging to the man swallowed your full ones, the kiss deep and sealing, full of relief and so many other feelings you failed to identify in that moment. After a few moments, a swift kick to Tengen’s nub broke the reunion, the two of you breaking away from each other with identical expressions of surprise.

Shifting his gaze downwards, a playful smile grew on your husband’s face, a look you had missed far too much for your own good.

“It seems we have some competition here, girls. Tengen Jr. doesn’t want to share his mommy’s attention.”

“Tengen Jr.?!”

“Tengen-sama, please, it’s just a baby!”

“No way in hell are we naming her Tengen Jr.!”

“Her?! Anyone can see they’re carrying a boy!”

“In your dreams!”

The bickering between the four of them brought a grin to your lips, pure and true, and a soft giggle followed, face creasing with loving fondness. Eight sets of eyes fell on your form, wide in awe and want, Hinatsuru turning to the other three for confirmation. “All in favor of taking Y/N-chan to the bedroom for cuddles?”

“AYE!”

Before you could even object, Tengen was standing at his full height with you nestled in his arms, a look of determination on his well-endowed features. “To the bedroom, my lovely wives!”

Makio and Suma raced towards the estate in a hurry, Hinatsuru calling after them in warning and Nao-san corralling the violet-eyed kunoichi inside, leaving you and Tengen to your lonesome. He began the trek into the estate, the both of you quiet and content with being together once more. However, just before you crossed the gate’s threshold, you lightly tugged on the man’s kimono. “Tengen-sama?”

“What is it, spirit flower?”

The ex-shinobi halted in his steps, focus falling onto your perched body, giving you the courage to speak the words on your mind.

“Are you sure you want this baby?” It was the question you desperately needed answered, the one that had continuously burned in the back of your mind for months now. So scared to see apprehension or regret paint his features, you tore your gaze away from his, scrunching your eyes closed as you prepared for the bow.

“It’s mine, isn’t it?”

Your eyes shot open in mortification, a shout ripping out of your throat as you gave him a firm slap to the chest in indignation. “TENGEN-SAMA!”

“Sheesh, calm down! It was just a joke!” Meeting your annoyance with his typical nonchalance, the Sound Hashira settled his lone eye on your two pools of (e/c), serious and honesty radiating from the fuchsia iris. “This baby is a part of you, and I want to have every part of you in my life until my dismal lifespan comes to an end. If you both will have me, of course.”

Lips blooming into a watery smile, you gave your husband a soft nod. “We’ll always have you, Tengen-sama.”

He nodded, continuing your shared journey into the estate. “Good. I would have been there for the both of you anyway even if you said no.”

“Tengen-sama!” You playfully swatted at Tengen with a laugh, settling into his hold with ease, just like old times.

The movement of your child within you, however, reminded you of all the new times and experiences awaiting your growing family and finally, after so long, you were ready to face what the future held for you.

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gojo-simp69 · 2 years

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𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Tengen Uzui x thick female reader story

"𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒, 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄"

Summary: ⋯➤ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙔/𝙣 𝙇/𝙣.

Warnings: Gore, Murder, Manipulation, Mention of Depression, Stalking, Fluff, Smut, Sexual Themes, Mature Themes, Mature Language, Possessiveness, YANDERE

Disclaimer: All my stories are for all types of bodies and skin tones!! But this book especially is for our beautiful thick girls because they deserve love!!

Plot is mine!!

Doesn’t follow manga or anime plot/ taisho period

Also on Wattpad and Ao3

Chapters:

one

two

three

four

five

six

seven

eight

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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

@hexyourheartablaze @history-be-written @shinox @akazaapologist @pinksthetics

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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uzui tengen x fat!fem!reader tags: modern au, established relationship, referenced polyamory, self image issues, masturbation, fingering, praise, light dirty talk, light breeding kink, consensual voyeurism, big dick, multiple orgasms, blowjob, mirror sex words: ~4.1k a/n: i know this isn't the most healthy depiction of a fat chick but it's the most relatable to me, personally, so i wrote it that way. enjoy tengen comforting you with his dick

It's a lazy day, one where your normally bustling home is filled with the stagnancy of silence. Everyone is either at work or tending to errands, having filed out earlier that morning each gracing your lips with a sweet kiss. You knew you really ought to get up, do some work around the house lest your spouses see fit to throw you out for not pulling your weight. You know it's ridiculous, had them soothe you enough times to know that they like having you as their pretty little housewife. But still, the need to be useful if nothing else settles heavy on you.

After all, you certainly aren't the one bringing beauty to the relationship.

You think you just need comfort, the soft touch of your spouses hands as you lay on your bed, eyes on the oversized mirror adjacent from it taking in your figure. You never liked what you saw - hips too generous, thighs too flabby, stomach too round - but you'd thought you'd made peace with it. It's just the day, you suppose, the mugginess of it making you feel subhuman, making you less kind to yourself. On most days, now, you can concede that you are pretty enough. Perhaps not to everyone's tastes, but your spouses seem to find reprieve in the rolls of your body.

How you wish for them to be with you then. Their insistent kisses and soft touches always ground you, make you feel beautiful and loved and you know that perhaps you should not rely on them for this, but on days such as these you can't help but to. Hina is always so gentle with you - laving attention on your breasts, your belly. Makio is always teasing, touching you and pulling noises from your lips. Suma is reverent, treating you like a goddess she's lucky enough to touch. And Tengen…Tengen is overwhelming with his affection, with his compliments, strong hands grabbing you and maneuvering you as if you're feather light.

He will be the first to arrive home. On Mondays, he never stays late at the school. They're taxing enough without the extra hours, he says, and you look to the clock to calculate how much longer until he arrives home. You think of how he will react when he finds you wilting away on the bed, how eager he will be to assure you of your beauty, of your desirability. You imagine his hands parting your thighs, the warmth of his skin flush against yours. The day is hot but you would not mind making it a little hotter in the arms of your husband.

You smile to yourself, body aching with need at just the memory of his hands on you. All of your spouses are excellent lovers, but it is Tengen who knows best how to handle your body, how to take you to such great heights that you think you'll never come down. You imagine his wicked grin right before he delves between your thighs, hand sliding down your body and between your legs.

You think of his tongue, wet and warm against your most intimate areas as you slide a hand under your panties, seeking the sensitive bundle of nerves between your folds. Suma would part her legs around your head, sit on your lips and take pleasure from them. Makio would be behind Tengen, gripping his hips and slamming into him. Hina would use your fingers for her pleasure, the five of you tangled in a web of it. You whimper as your finger circles your clit, dipping to your entrance to slicken your fingers before going back up to your sensitive nub.

You don't know how long you lay there, fantasies of your spouses spiking arousal in you as your fingers focus on your clit. You don't hear Tengen until he's speaking, eyes jolting open but fingers too close to bringing you to the edge for you to stop. "Having fun without me, I see." He says, and the husk in his voice speaks to his arousal at catching you. He is casual against the doorframe, leaning there with his arms crossed over his chest. You mewl in response to him, so focused on your impending orgasm that you can't manage anything more.

"Go on then. Make yourself cum. Let me see you." His tone leaves no room for argument, not that you would argue anyways. Now that he's there, watching you, you're so turned on that you're hot with it. You stuff two fingers in your aching cunt, palming your clit as you work them in and out of yourself. If he wants to see you, then you /want/ him to see you. A moan works its way past your lips, your head tilting back against the pillow, eyes falling shut.

You imagine it's his fingers inside you, add a third to make the girth right. You gasp when your palm hits your clit just right, hips rocking against the flat of your hand to chase the feeling. You can feel your orgasm creeping up on you, your chest is tight with the breathless feeling of the lead up. Your fingers crook inside of you, your back arching as you cry out, hips swiveling in desperation to reach your peak. You're so close, just a little more…

"Ah!" Your release shakes through your body, your cry desperate as you ride out the waves, hips moving a erratic rhythm. You're panting your way through it when your hips settle, your fingers stilling their movements and sliding out of you, drawing a sigh from parted lips. You hadn't even realized your eyes had closed until you open them and see Tengen looking at you, eyes dark with lust. All over again excitement takes you, and you subconsciously move into a more appealing position on the bed.

This is all the invitation he needs, taking big strides to reach you on the bed, looming over you with the look of a man starved in his eyes. He takes your wrist and sucks your fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the digits and tasting your release from your fingers. You flush at it, embarrassed as is your way to have him taste you. He released your finger with a /pop/, nosing your palm before laying a kiss at its heel. The gesture is so soft that your heart swells with adoration for him.

"You were so beautiful." He tells you, cupping your cheek to draw your lips towards his. His kiss is soft, before he licks into your mouth and claims it. You moan into the kiss, hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. Already you're desperate for him. "I want to make you feel that way. Will you let me?" He asks as he pulls away from the kiss, leaving you blinking up at him. Even years married, he always makes you give him a clear yes before doing anything, something you find endearing.

"Yes," You breathe, leaning in to capture his lips once more. The kiss is intense, passionate as he sits back and pulls you onto his lap. You meep at the shift, but do not complain as you kiss him, tangling your arms around his shoulder. His hands wander up and down your sides, squeezing the meat of your waistline, your hips. You can never fathom what a man as beautiful as he sees in your body, but his hands feel so good, spark electricity across your skin.

"Tell me I'm beautiful again." You ask, parting your lips just enough for the question to pass between them. His grip at your thigh tightens, fingers kneading into supple flesh. He nudges his nose against yours, sucks your lower lip between his. His hand goes to your neck, holding you there as he pulls away from the kiss and looks you in your eyes as if he's about to say something terribly important.

"You need me to tell you that you're beautiful? How about I show you how stunning I find you?" His voice is husky with want. Without warning, he puts his arms underneath you and lifts you. You make another noise of surprise at the change in position, mind wildly supplying that you're heavy and he shouldn't lift you as if he weren't a giant of a man by comparison. You look at him with wild eyes but he just kisses the surprise from them, soothing you with his lips.

He walks to the foot of the bed, right in front of that ridiculous oversized mirror, and sits there, setting you on your feet. His hands go to the end of his t-shirt that you've appropriated as your own, teasing the edges before he pulls it up and over your body, leaving you standing there in nothing but your panties. You have half a mind to cover yourself up but his hands swat your arms away when you even begin to try. His hands run along the line of your panties, hand brushing your belly before his fingers slide underneath the seam to pull them down your legs. You obligingly step out of them and let him toss them to the side.

Standing before him, naked, once again you have the urge to cover up but he doesn't give you a chance. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you between his leg, the pair of you facing the mirror. You look at the image of you two: he, strong and firm, arms chorded with muscle. You, shirt and round, skin soft and squishy. It look mismatched to your estimation, but you never let it stop you. You took pride in getting a man such as he to love you, women such as Makio, Hina and Suma. You knew that they desired you, your body, your mind, your heart.

Tengen's hand trails up your body, glancing over your breast as his hand goes to cup your jaw, turning your head to the side so that he may kiss your cheek, your jawline, your neck. "Look at this skin. Flawless, soft to the touch." You watch in the mirror as he laves kisses along your neck, down your shoulder. He peppers in little nips and swipes of his tongue. You whimper at the sensation, at the sight of him lavishing you with such attention.

His hands don't stop there. You watch, breathless, as his hand trails between your breasts, one hand cupping one while the other cups the other. He kneads them softly, thumbs brushing over your nipples and making you jolt. "And these tits: round, full, the perfect handful." He tweaks your nipples between his fingers, making them pebble under his touch. You pant out your appreciation as he continues to lave attention to your neck. You know you'll have love marks where he sucks, bites and kisses.

Anticipation rises in you as his hands venture even lower, palms smoothing their way over the rolls of your stomach, the fullness of your belly. A part of you feels embarrassed by it, but a larger part of you is thrilled to be touched like this, too thrilled to care about anything else. You can feel the evidence of his interest against your butt, imagine his cock straining in his pants against you. It makes you shudder with want, his hands grabbing at the fat of you as he continues to kiss along your shoulder.

"I love this stomach. So soft and cushiony. I love to feel it pressed against me as I drive into you." He paints a pretty picture, bringing to mind images of his body laid across yours, his cock throbbing inside of you. You wiggle impatiently, wanting him to touch you more, lower, pull you apart with his hands and hold you as you fall. He can sense your haste, grinning against your neck like he's pleased with himself for how quickly he's worked you up.

His hands dip lower still, bypassing where you want him to touch you most and gripping your thighs. "I want these thick thighs wrapped around me every day." He says, fingers tickling the soft skin of your inner thigh. You fidget again, his fingertips tickling you in a delicious way. His finger draws a line up your thigh, towards your mound and you bite your lip waiting for his fingers to touch your aching cunt.

"This pretty pussy," He starts, cupping your mound, a finger delving between your folds to nudge your entrance. Up he swipes it, parting your lips to reveal pink folds beneath and you look at that image in the mirror, unable to look away even for the obligatory embarrassment you feel. "It was made for me. I want to fill you to the brim, leave you leaking with my cum." His voice is sultry in your ear and you whimper at the promise he's making.

"Every inch of you is gorgeous," He said, fingers gathering your slick at your entrance before trailing up to your clit, fingers dancing circles around it. "From the top of your head to the tips of your toes." He plays with your clit for a few more minutes before his fingers find their way to your entrance again, one dipping in and causing you to arch your body. "Wouldn't you agree? That you're breathtaking?" He whispers in your ear, pumping a finger in and out of you before he adds another. The stretch is incredible, with just two fingers you feel full.

"Mmm." You hum assent, head falling back against his chest as his fingers work inside you. Your thighs part subconsciously to allow him better access, your body relaxes against him, enjoying the pleasure he's bringing you with his fingers. Your hummed response doesn't seem to be enough for him, his fingers picking up their pace inside you as his other hand draws your jaw to his mouth.

"I want you to say it. Say I'm a goddess incarnate." He instructs and your helpless to deny him. It always feels silly to say such things, but Tengen is into flashy displays. He loves to hear you compliment yourself, hype yourself up and do it for you in turn. His lips go to your ear, taking your lobe between his teeth. You shudder at his hot breath tickling you there, the pressure of his teeth on your ear.

"I'm a goddess incarnate," You repeat, hips jolting against his hand. He grins at your ear, rewarding you for your compliance by rubbing his thumb over your clit. You sing at the sensation, wanting more, wanting to pleasure him in return. You imagine sinking to your knees before him, taking his big cock in your hand, tasting it. The prospect of him filling your mouth makes you wiggle, your bottom nudging against his erection.

You can feel your second orgasm creeping up on you as his fingers glide in and out, his thumb circling your clit. "You close, my goddess?" He asks, breath hot against your ear. You whine in response, the ability to form words leaving you as he continues his work on your cunt. He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. You're so close, so close to falling over the edge of absolute pleasure.

When his thumb brushes you just so, your body shakes as you cum all over his hand, going boneless against him. Your chest heaves with pants pushing past your lips. He kisses up the column of your neck as he retracts his hand, bringing his hand up to his lips to taste your juices from his fingers. You whine helplessly listening to the smack of his lips before he kisses your cheek.

"Good girl." He says, and just like that you want to pounce on him. But you're still soaring in the afterglow of your peak, useless at least for a moment longer. You turn your head so that your lips may meet, tongue seeking his so that you may taste yourself from his mouth. The pair of you kiss with undisguised passion, his hand reaching to the nape of your neck to grab your hair and hold you in place so that he can lick into your mouth.

After a few minutes of just tasting one another, you pull away to fix him with a sultry glance. "Now it's your turn." You say, leaving no room for argument as you disentangle yourself from his arms and drop to your knees. He looks at you appraisingly, a grin on his lips as you take the waistband of his pants and underwear and tug them down. You take your time removing them from his legs, tossing them to the side and humming when his hard cock springs into the air.

"Think you can take me?" He asks, cocky, his hand brushing down your hair. You give him a petulant look and stick your tongue out at him before wrapping your hand around his cock and giving it an experimental stroke. It twitches in your hand, his lips parted around a noise of pleasure. You lean forward to kiss his tip, swiping your tongue around his head to get a taste for him before open-mouth kissing your way down his shaft. His hand remains twisted in your hair, guiding your head as you take tiny little tastes of him.

"You gonna be a tease? That's not very flashy of you," He jokes and you roll your eyes. You lick up the underside of his cock before wrapping your lips around his tip, giving him a few good sucks as you slowly bob your head down his length. He's too big to take entirely in your mouth, but it's always a challenge for you to see how much you can take before it's too much. It's a game you play, one he doesn't seem to mind in the least.

You wrap your tongue around him as you take him deeper into your mouth, the edges of it straining with how much it's trying to fit in it. You don't let it deter you, sucking him in deeper until his tip is nudging the back of your throat. You let it rest there a minute, your tongue never ceasing its work, until you withdraw his cock from your mouth, lips wrapped around the head before taking him into your throat again.

He moans at the slide of your mouth, wet and warm around him, gripping your hair and holding your head still every time his cock touches the back of your throat. Slowly he rocks his hips, aiding in your conquest. The sounds you're making are obscene, drool pooling at the seam of your lips. He's watching you suck his cock so intently, guiding your head bobs with his hand tangled in your hair.

"Fuck." He groans, head tilting back and eyes sliding shut. He stays that way for only a moment before he looks at you again, his free hand cupping your cheek and stroking tears away from your eyes. "Just like that." He tells you and you hum around his cock, your hand stroking where your mouth doesn't reach.

He sighs, withdrawing his cock from your mouth with an audible pop. "As good as having you swallow my cum is, I'd rather spill inside your pussy." He says, drawing you up and settling you on his lap, still facing the mirror. Your knees rest on either side of his thighs as he kisses your neck. Wordlessly, he removes his shirt, leaving him just as naked as you before he grabs his saliva-slickened cock against your entrance.

You watch him in the mirror, entranced by the look in his eyes, the way his mouth parts in pleasure. Slowly, he pushes into you, careful as if you're something so delicate he can break. Your hips sway against him, trying to quicken the pace but he grabs you by your hips and stills you, large hands covering so much of your skin. You know you can take him, have done a million times before, and his ability to be patient in this situation astounds you. You feel close to jumping out of your skin with excitement, ever slide of his cock further into you making you pant.

"Patience, princess." He says, nipping at your shoulder. You're halfway down his cock by now, the rock of his hips upwards an almost delicate thing. You whine at him like the spoiled princess he treats you as, wanting to be full of him already, to feel his hips slapping against you. You want to see it, watch his desperation for you in the mirror as he claims you, fucks you, fills you. Your hips wriggle with need, trying to slam yourself down on him against his grasp. He laughs at you, continues to guide you down his cock achingly slow until he's hilted there. Then, he withdraws almost entirely before slamming you back down.

You cry out, breath punched from your longs as he sets an unforgiving pace. You watch in the mirror as his cock disappears inside you, take in the way your modest breasts bounce with every thrust. Your mouth is open in breathless gasps, moans punctuating the air. You look hot like this, you think, being handled by the hips, used as a cocksleeve. Your hand snakes behind you to grasp the back of his head, babbling nonsense as he fucks into you.

His name, professions of love, that it feels so good, it all falls past your lips as he bounces you on his cock. You can't remove your eyes from the vision of your coupling in the mirror, watch as he opens his mouth to whisper in your ear. "See how gorgeous you are? This is how we see you - divine." You nod your head, a hum in the back of your throat. You think you finally get it, their ardor for you. If this is the view that greets them every time they touch you, then maybe you can understand.

"Tengen, ah!" You beg, wanting his fingers between your folds. He gets the memo, one hand snaking down to part your slit, his fingers rubbing against your sensitive nub. His pace is desperate, his fingers unrelenting. You feel like you're unspooling, body arching against him, hand gripping his hair. He whispers devotion to you, encouragement, how you're a good girl, his perfect little princess.

His voice is all you hear, your harsh breaths and the slapping sounds of your bodies meeting dulled in the wake of it. "You gonna cum for me, princess? Cum while stuffed full of my cock?" He breathes against your ear, the sound of his special petname for you making your head swim. "Want me to fill you up with my cum?" He asks and you keen at the thought of it.

"Yes, please, I wanna cum on your cock." You say desperately, body tensing with impending release. "Please fill me up, I need it." You go on, never one to fear stating your desires. He mutters a good girl and slams into you harder, faster, his fingers moving a teasing pace over your clit. You think about him cumming inside you and it tips you over the edge, breath punched from your lungs as your orgasm wracks shivers across your body.

You can tell he's close by the way his hips move, finesse falling to the wayside in favor of raw pleasure. "Tengen," You whine his name, body oversensitive but still filled with need for him to fill you up. "Cum inside me, Tengen. Fill me up 'til I'm leaking." He mutters oh fuck, lips brushing your neck as his hips snap one last time. You can feel his release warm and wet, filling you up, his cock buried to the hilt inside of you.

You both turn your heads in tandem to press your lips together in a sweet kissing, sighing against one another's lips. He waits a beat before withdrawing from you, your body tingling with the sensation of his cum leaking out of your entrance. He kisses you one last time before hoisting you up, carrying you up to the top of the bed and laying you down. In an instant, he's beside you, hand at your waist stroking the soft skin there.

"I love you," You sigh, full and satisfied for the time being. It was just what you needed, after a day of feeling so unsure of yourself. He leans over and kisses your cheek, drawing you in even closer and throwing one of his legs over yours.

"Love you too." He replies, kissing your crown. You snuggle into him, too worn out to do much else than lay in his arms and wait for your wives to return home. What a state they'll find you in.

#tengen uzui x reader #tengen uzui x you #tengen uzui x y/n #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen x you #uzui tengen x y/n #uzui x you #uzui x y/n #uzui x reader #uzui tengen #fem!reader #fat reader #cha writes a thing #oneshot #c: au #c: smut #c: polyamory #c: kny

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bloodyblackack · 9 months

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Him gripping your hips so tight that it leaves bruises just to get you to stop grinding down on his throbbing dick. He could feel the overstimulation getting more and more prominent as a milky ring formed at the base of his twitching cock but you just couldn’t stop moving so desperately with your face buried into his neck, letting out little whimper after whimper. He’d use his strength to hold you down onto him, burying himself deep into your clenching pussy as your hips rolled at the feeling of being completely full of his glazed shaft. You could feel his thick tip rub your insides with each twitch together with his deep breaths brushing against your burning skin as you placed kiss after wet kiss all along his neck and jaw, his hands still firmly holding you in place.

Toji (overstimulated Toji does things to me😩), Geto, Gojo, Eren, Jean, uzui, Sanemi

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zxvmp · 10 months

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Hashira’s Reaction to your skirt flowing during a mission

pov: you’re fighting a demon and while landing your skirt blew up a bit to far…

warnings: slightly suggestive?? if you squint hard enough

characters: giyuu, tengen, sanemi, and rengoku.

a/n: sorry if there’s any misspells and wtv, to lazy to read over

Giyuu Tomioka

- Happened when you were in mid air with the demon and he just so happened to look up right underneath you

- Would definitely try and act like he didn’t completely get a face full of your pink panties

- His face would go a shade you’d never expect to see on a guy like him, red.

- “Is everything okay?” Soemthing you’d ask to make sure he wasn’t about to pass out

- After seeing it, he’d probably pause during the fight making you yell at him to move

- Even though you guys are dating he’s still flustered

“Giyuu, what’s up with you?” You ask holding your hand up to his flushed cheeks.

“It’s nothing, how about we find a place to stay for the night?”

“But this mission wasn’t even that far from headquarters-”

He doesn’t reply and just drags you away towards an inn, you could tell when he wanted something…and you knew what that something was…

Sanemi Shinazugawa

- Happened when you did a flip backwards to dodge a demons attack

- Would stare at you like you have three heads

- Kills the demon in seconds after seeing your skirt fly up to reveal your cute panties

- Has a shit eating grin as he looks at you, which you were oblivious to the fact you just basically flashed him

- Adds extra wind to his attack just to see your skirt flow

“That was quick!” You smile putting your sword away.

“Nice underwear.” Sanemi said pulling you in by your waist.

Your face immediately began to heat up, did your skirt show a bit more than it needed?

“Shut up you perv!” You say nudging him.

Even though you two were dating you still were embarrassed, later that night he’d definitely have to take a peak.

Kyojuro Rengoku

- It happened as you jumped in front of him to help deflect the demons attack

- You felt a little air brush against an area but quickly shrugged it off and continued to follow through with your attacks

- A loud gasp was heard from behind you..

- His face is most definitely lit up, and a slight smile is on his face

“Oh my!” Rengoku yelled.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” You ask innocently, oblivious to the fact you just shoved your butt in his face.

“You may need a longer skirt, (y/n)!” Rengoku chuckled as he patted your back.

Tengen Uzui

- We all know, he’d definitely smack your ass

- Happened in the same situation with Rengoku, your ass on full display for him

- You yelped after the contact his hand made with your body

- No shame, not at all

- in a modern au he’d yell gyat, don’t tell me otherwise

“What the hell!?” You say rubbing your butt to try and calm the stinging pain.

“We have got to find a place tonight.” Tengen snickered as he sliced the demons neck.

“Yeah like i’ll let you do anything to me.” You smirk, knowing you’d get on your knees if he said so.

“Oh really?”

#giyuu x reader #tomioka x you #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #sanemi x y/n #sanemi x reader #sanemi shinazugawa #tengen uzui #tengen x reader

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luxthestrange · 3 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes#88 New Kink ACQUIRED!

Kyojuro mentoring new demon slayers...when he he spots you coming back from a mission, unfortunately, your uniform is in bad shape, and had to put...your backup one...the one with a short skirt

Kyo: Listen!!!, You have got to learn to keep your eyes on the... *catches sight of Your naked thighs as your skirt flutters with your movements* thighs... WAIT! I meant thighs, no, fuck, I don't mean 'thighs', I mean 'thighs', thighs, no!, I MEAN THIGHS, FUCK, THIGHS, PRIGHZE ON THE THEYES-

Uzui, smirking*Who was there to help him* Don't you mean prize, Rengoku?

Kyo, distracted: Y/n...

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny x y/n #kny x reader #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro x reader #rengoku kyojurou x y/n #kyojuro x reader #kny smut #tengen uzui #demon slayer incorrect quotes #kny incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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kyojurismo · 11 months

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IMAGINE LIKE PLAYING OR STYLING TENGENS HAIR THEN Y/N ACCIDENTALLY TUGS ON HIS HAIR THEN HE GETS TURNED ON BY IT👹👹👹👹👹

tags : gn!reader, nsfw.

let’s imagine it while you’re trying to braid his hair, so at one point you pull at it and you don’t even realise at first but tengen whined. and that’s new.

“do it again,” i just know he’s bold, tengen is not shy in stating what he wants explicitly. so your face is on fire while he’s so chill like “yeah, pull my hair again c’mon,” smirking.

so yeah, you’re now desperately tugging at his hair while his mouth is pleasuring you and tengen is so turned on by that he’s rutting against the futon, moaning against your skin.

from that moment, he wants you to do that as often as possible because it’s so freaking hot.

#📂 — writing !!#tengen uzui x reader #tengen uzui x you #tengen uzui x y/n #tengen uzui drabble #tengen uzui blurb #tengen uzui imagine #tengen uzui fanfic #kny tengen #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic

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actuallysaiyan · 1 year

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Let's Get Together, Build Us A Fire(Demon Slayer headcanons)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of fellation/male receiving oral sex, size kink, struggling to take cock, slight dub-con, slight power play word count: 1k pairings: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader, Tengen Uzui x Fem!Reader and Giyu Tomioka x Fem!Reader a/n: this new season of demon slayer is WILD! I'm hooked! Smut under the cut.

He knows he’s big. Big in so many different ways. But to watch you struggle to take all of him inside of you, it’s such a stroke to his ego.

Kyojuro doesn’t want to hurt you, but if you whine that he’s “too big” while he’s sliding into you, he has a hard time not just pressing you into the mattress and pounding into you.

He’ll watch as your little cunt dribbles as he enters you, his thumb on your clit to help ease you into taking him. As your walls just suck him in, he’s having a hard time concentrating.

“Kyo…” you whine as he has you pressed against the soft mattress. “S’too much. S’too big,”

Kyojuro chuckles softly, “Awh, sweetheart, you’re doing so well.”

Despite the way he treats his students, he’s so gentle and kind with you. You’re his little lover, his flame. You truly are so precious to him, so he knows he needs to keep going so slow whenever he fucks you. You took so much preparation the first time, but you’re still ever so tight now. He loves it though. It really makes him feel so good about himself. Sometimes he does feel insecure, despite his calm and collected demeanor.

“Halfway there, my flower.” Kyojuro praises you. His thumb reaches down to your clit, slowly rubbing it in the way that makes you dribble out even more slick.

You aren’t even sure how you manage to take all of his cock inside of you every time. It’s so damn big and it just makes you feel so full. Once he bottoms out, it’s just pressing against your cervix. He’s slow and gentle with you most times, but sometimes he can’t help himself as he gets too excited and eager.

Soon, he feels less resistance from your cunt. He slips even further inside until his balls are plush against your ass and his cock is all the way inside. Kyojuro’s eyes roll back in his head as he feels your walls clamping down around him so tightly.

“See,” he says breathily as he leans in to kiss you, “I knew you could take it.”

Nothing makes him feel more smug than seeing you struggle to take his fat cock. It’s just so perfect to watch you whine and beg for him to slow down.

Tengen does what he can to take it slow, but most of the time he just pushes his cock deep into you. Once he’s balls deep inside of you, he lets his instincts take over.

You can also expect him to love watching you struggle to suck his cock. If you drool and choke on it, it only makes him even harder than before. Don’t worry, he’ll praise you for being so good.

“That’s it,” Tengen grunts as he pounds into your little cunt. He’s had enough of you trying to push him out of you. “You can take it.”

You cry out, “T-too big!”

He chuckles darkly, “then why is your cunt squeezing me so tight, hm? Your little pussy is betraying you, babygirl.”

You can barely think straight when he’s stretching you out like this. It makes you cling to him as you try to get used to this. Nothing could truly prepare you for the size of him, considering how he towers over you as well. It’s all just a game to him sometimes. He knows how to push your buttons.

“Awh,” Tengen teases, “look at you, baby. You’re so wet for daddy,”

Your cheeks burn, “That’s filthy, daddy.”

He loves how he has you so fucked out. You’re a good girl, that’s for sure. Despite your tight cunt that makes it hard for him to hold on for long, he knows he has you conditioned so well for him. You’ll always let him have his fun, even when you’re being a brat or you say you’re not in the mood.

“I could fuck you for days, you know that?” Tengen groans, pressing kisses to your tits.

“D-don’t say that,”

He grabs your ass, squeezing slightly as he pushes into you even deeper. Oh, he could definitely fuck you for days.

He gets off on watching you struggle. You’ll whine and whimper, but it just makes him so fucking hard. He enjoys pressing the tip to your leaking cunt and pressing in slowly.

As soon as he bottoms out though, he’s like an animal. He can’t stop himself. He’s going to fuck you into the mattress. He knows he can’t always have moments like these, so he takes advantage.

One of his favorite things is to have you bouncing on his cock, whining as he guides you to continue to ride him. He’ll certainly overstimulate you this way.

“I dunno if I can take it,” you whine as the tip of his cock prods your tight little hole.

Giyu sighs, “Let’s not play these games, yeah?”

He knows he should be a bit more gentle with you, but it’s all too much for him to handle right now. You’re making him so dizzy with lust. When was the last time he was able to fuck you like this? It feels like centuries. And now you were trying to deny him the pleasure he’s been craving.

“Be a good girl for me,” he murmurs before guiding your hips to come down.

“Giyu…” you whine once more, but it’s too late.

The tip of his fat cock begins splitting your pussy, and you’re moaning and shuddering. It’s causing you to drip all over him as his cock keeps bullying its way deeper into you. Once it hits your sweet spot, you swear you can already see stars in your vision.

“Hm, I guess I was right. You can take my cock,”

It’s not long before he’s guiding you to start bouncing up and down on his cock, and this only makes you drench him in your juices even more. Something about the scent of you and the feeling of your juices coating his cock makes him so weak. His tough facade slips away for a few moments as he pulls you down to kiss you.

“You’re my precious girl,” he says between sweet and sloppy kisses.

“I missed you so much,” you finally let out, your breaths all shaky and ragged.

He chuckles to himself, and then pumps up into you. This makes you squeal loudly, and he has no choice but to get this pace going. You’re having a hard time concentrating, it would seem.

“Missed you too, darling. Now be a good girl and ride my cock.”

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hinatastinygiant · 5 months

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1 | Vdekja

Pairing: Uzui x Fem!Reader

The Emptiness You Left

"Y/N, I'm scared," your little sitter whispers to you as she clings onto your arm. The two of you and your younger brother sit in a small crate, listening to the sounds of screams and moans echo through the night.

"I know," you tell her, "I am too. But you can't cry." You put a finger to your lips to emphasize your point, looking at her tear-filled eyes. "Just look at Inosuke. Look at how brave he's being," you then say as you look at your brother who is sitting in the corner of the crate, his knees pulled up to his chest.

She nods, wiping her tears.

Suddenly, a loud shriek rings in your ears and the sound of something being dragged away follows. She begins to sniffle again and you have to shush her once more. "Hey, hey, look at me," you tell her. "Everything will be okay. Just trust me, alright?"

"B-but we're going to all get separated!" she exclaims.

You're about to tell her that's not true when the door to your crate suddenly slams open and a pair of hands reach in and grab you by the hair. You're pulled out and meet face-to-face with a blond man with the wildest eyes you've ever seen before. You're pretty sure they look like rainbows, but you're probably just seeing things.

He pulls you to your feet and pushes you against the outside of the crate. He then stares at you in what you can only describe as hatred and anger.

But when he speaks, you hear the complete opposite, and it makes your head spin even faster. "Who are you?" he asks softly.

"Y/N, sir," you answer.

"What are you doing here?" he then asks.

"M-my family got evicted from where we were staying and we had no choice but to go out on the streets. We've been there for almost a week, and then some people came and grabbed us," you explain, hoping that he'll understand why you're in the situation you're in. Maybe he's not as bad as you thought.

"And your parents?" he questions, leaning so close to you that you can see your reflection in his eyes.

"They're...they're dead," you whisper.

He pauses and looks back to the crate. "You have two little ones with you, too? Such a good big sister you are," he says.

Your face begins to heat up. "It's my duty as an older sibling."

"I understand," he sighs, taking a step back. "I'm not going to kill you, Y/N. You don't have to be so afraid. In fact, I am going to take all three of you with me. Does that sound okay?"

You nod slowly, your hands shaking. You don't have any reason to doubt him, so you'll just trust him. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet," he tells you, grabbing your hand and dragging you along. "Come along, now."

"But...what about them?" you ask.

"Don't worry, they're coming with us," he reassures. "Come on, now you two! Hurry up or you'll get left behind!"

As the two of you walk away, your little brother and his sitter crawl out of the crate and follow behind the two of you. The four of you then make your way into a car, and as soon as you're all inside, the driver takes off.

"So," the man starts, "where do you live?"

"Nowhere," your brother scoffs quietly, earning a nudge in the arm from you.

"What my brother means to say is that we were living in an abandoned building. It's gone now, though," you explain, hoping that the man won't question any further.

"How tragic," he mutters. "And your parents? When did they die?"

"A long time ago," you answer as you look down at your little sister. "Right after my sister was born. There was an attack. Both of our parents died and we were sent to an orphanage. Until they kicked us out because of my age."

The man nods, "I understand. You're an adult now, so you're no longer a child."

"But Y/N is my sister," your little sister cries. "You can't just sell her off like that!"

The man laughs softly and leans forward to pat your little sister on her head. "Don't worry, dear, that's not what I intend on doing."

"I-it's not?" she questions.

"Of course not," he smiles, and you can't help but feel slightly uncomfortable. "You three will be staying with me until further notice. I have a big home, too. It's called Eternal Paradise Faith."

"Woah," she gleams. "What's it like?"

"Well, it's a big building for people who have nowhere else to go," he tells her. "I'm the leader of it."

"So...we'll be working for you?" you ask.

"Only if you want to," he replies just as the car goes over a bump. Your stomach churns, and for a second you think you're going to be sick. "Do not worry, this is just a short ride. We're almost there."

Sure enough, you arrive at a large building shortly after. When you get inside, you are all given the same clothes and brought into separate rooms to sleep.

The rainbow-eyed man comes to check in on you that night with a plate of food. "I know you must be starving," he says as he sets the plate down next to you.

"I'm not very hungry," you mumble.

"You don't have to lie," he smiles, his hands in his pockets.

"I just want to see my siblings," you explain.

"And you will, after the three of you get a good night's sleep," he says, walking to the door. "Goodnight, Y/N."

"Wait," you call out just as he reaches the door.

"Yes?"

"What's your name?" you ask.

"Doma."

You pause for a moment. "Thank you, Doma."

"No need to thank me. You should be thanking the one who gave me this opportunity," he tells you before disappearing into the hall. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

That night, you struggle to sleep. Although the mattress you're on is extremely comfortable, your mind is racing and your stomach is twisting and turning. You can't imagine how your younger siblings are feeling. So, you decide to sneak out of your room and quietly sneak down the hallway to find them.

It doesn't take long until you hear the sounds of your little sister crying. You whisper her name and quietly step in her room. Immediately, she wraps her arms around you and begins to cry harder.

"It's okay," you soothe, hugging her tightly.

"I-I'm scared," she sniffles.

"Don't be. We're going to be alright," you tell her. "This is a good place for us to stay for now. It's like living with a rich person."

"But..." she hiccups, "will we still see each other?"

"Yes," you smile, remember that's what Doma promised you earlier. "After we get some rest."

"And what about Inosuke?" she then asks, referring to your brother.

"I'll check on him next," you promise. "I'll make sure both of you are alright."

"Okay," she smiles. "Can you stay with me tonight?"

"I don't think so," you shake your head apologetically. "I'm sorry."

"No, please, Y/N. You have to stay!" she shouts, grabbing tighter onto you.

"Let go! Stop being so loud. We're going to get in trouble!" you say.

"No we're not! No one is even out here," she says.

"Just let me go. I'll come back, I promise," you say, trying to remove her little hands but she continues to dig her nails into your arm so hard that you begin to bleed.

"Get off of me!" you yell.

"No!" she cries.

You sigh, "If you don't let me go, I won't come back!"

"I don't care!" she screams, letting you go and falling onto her bed.

Just then, you hear a rumbling noise grow closer and closer until the door flies open and Doma appears. He looks taller than he was before, taking up more space in the doorway than you remember. His multicolored eyes glow down at the two of you.

Instinctfully, you grab your sister tight just as Doma comes bounding closer, his face twisted and demonic. Your sister screams and Doma reaches for her. You try to shield her with your body, but you're thrown aside by his strength and land on the floor.

He grabs your sister by her ankles and drags her towards the door. She kicks and screams, begging for help, but he doesn't seem to care.

"Stop!" you shout as you stand back up. But before you can get close enough, he's holding her up in the air with one hand. You feel disoriented by the horrible sight before you. Your sister isn't just hanging upside down, her head is completely turned backwards and she is completely covered in her own blood.

"No!"

The Emptiness You Left

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kurooandkenmasslut · 1 year

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TENGEN UZUI X WIVES X PREGNANT!READER !!

Cake!

Notes: s/n means 'sons name'

"Don't you dare move a muscle (name)!" Tengen, your husband called. He has been keeping his eyes on you for the past 8 months, especially since you were expecting in a few days. You didn't cook like you always did with hinatsuru, your co-wife, and cooking for others seemed like it was her and your kinda thing.

Hinatsuru told you to lay down and not to stand to hurt your 'poor legs.'

"Hina, what are you making for dinner? Im kinda cravin- argh-" "(name), are you okay?" "(NAME)!" your co-wife called you in alarm, suma, asking if you were okay, even though it was painfully obvious that you were indeed not okay since your hand was gripping on tightly onto the couch and sweat dripping down your temple.

"I'll call tengen! TENGEN!!!" suma screamed, but then got hit on the head by your co-wife, makio, and told her to stop yelling and to just go get him. Tengen, his presence known as the 'Sound Hashira/Pillar' had heard your grunt of pain from a mile away and has been running down the stairs quickly.

"U-uhm guys? I-I think.." you stammered. It was happening. You were gonna give birth to you, tengen and your wives baby. Tengen put his arms under your legs and his other arm on your back. "Girls, I have to take her to the butterfly estate, quickly." He said, his voice wavering in slight worry for what your about to go through. He sent his flashy, fast, and serious crow to the butterfly estate, notifying his presence. He was deadly fast, almost flying to the estate.

"Tengen!" You groaned. "Yes yes I know my dear, we're almost there, just a minute and then we'll be there!" He said, his legs moving faster than he's ever did before. He stayed true to his word because you two did arrive less then a minute later, the doors slammed open, shinobu's lavender eyes searching for something, and that something is you and tengen. As soon as she saw you, she called the other nurses working there and they rushed into the room they prepared for you. The pain was bad, you were groaning non stop, and tengen hated seeing you in pain. He'd do anything to spare you some pain.

He bit his lip nervously, they took you out of his arms and laid you down onto the bed. You clutched tengens hand tightly, slightly prepared for what's about to happen.

"Just a few more pushes (name)!" Shinobu said, it was so overwhelming for you. You yelled, screamed out in pain. "Push (name)! You can do it!" "You can do it honey! Just keep going!" All the yelling stopped and for a second, it was quiet. But the silence ended with a baby crying loudly. You groaned out in relief.

"It's a... boy!" Shinobu announced, everyone cheered in the room while you mentally cheered, too exhausted to even speak, nevermind a cheer. "I'll go wash him now and give you some time alone." She said, smiling eith her eyes closed. You two nodded before all the nurses left the room, one asking if you needed anything just to call.

You were exhausted, but you opened your eyes again and looked at tengen, his face showed love. His eyes glimmered with tears, his mouth pointing upwards showing his gorgeous white teeth. His thumb gliding over your knuckles softly. His fuchsia eyes looking- no, admiring your face. He took his other hand and wiped away your tears.

"You did amazing, my love." He mumbled, which made you have a silly smile on your face. Shinobu came back with your baby washed, him sleeping soundly. You softly gasped at the small baby, although you never seen him until now, you've always loved him. And your sure you and tengen and your co wives do too.

Talking about them, someone knocked on the door three heads popping out of the door once tengen said that they could come in.

"(Name)!!!!" Suma cried, your sure she cried more tears then you did. Makio slapped her arm and she yelped and ran to tengen. Hinatsuru calmly walked over to you and sat on the edge of the bed, her violet eyes filling with tears once she saw him. The sight of you in a hospital gown (don't ask me how you got in it) and the newborn in your arms just made her tear up. Suma and Makio walked over to you and also took in the sight. Suma tried to hold in her cries while makio teared up. Suma laid down next to you cuddling to your side.

"Tengen." "Yes my dear? Do you need anything?" Tengen got up, ready to go out and ask the nurse to whatever you wished.

"Do you wanna hold him first?" That question shocked him, it made his legs weak. He nodded firmly before taking his trembling legs and over to you where you were lying. Your wives had moved out of the way, watching the most important moment of their lives happening before them. Tengen reached his arms out, and you placed your son into his arms. He brought him over more closer to him.

"Hey little guy.." He cooed. "So this is the little troublemaker that has been making my wife distressed huh?" He scolded in a whisper way. He looked up at his wives, they already knowing what they mean. Hinatsuru was first, he placed him into her arms, and he started waking up.

"Hes got your eyes, tengen." Hinatsuru mumbled and Tengen grinned. "Well of course, he's my boy after all." he bragged and you laughed. Tengen looked over at you. Suma was next, and she cooed and cooed over him. "Awhhh!! Just look how big and adorable his eyes look! Kyaa!!" She squealed. And last but not least, was makio. He started playing with her fingers. Suma was beside her and looking closely at his face. Big mistake. He then poked her eye with his small finger, making suma recoil. "I like him!" Makio grinned, and suma sulked.

Then tengen looked over at you. "Dear, you should rest, your exhausted." He mumbled and kissed the side of your head. You nodded before drifting off into a deep slumber.

TIMESKIP!

Your son, s/n, was 2 years old today, so you and your wives started decorating the house before tengen and your son came back. Hinatsuru was a few months pregnant, so she couldn't do much, but you and your wives were still very appreciative of her effort.

The plan was that tengen would take s/n out in the town and do some fun stuff with him for a few hours and then you and your co wives would decorate and make the cake.

"oi! Suma! Your doing that wrong dumby! You aren't supposed to put that in yet!" Makio scolded suma and hit her on the head, which made suma cry out in pain. "Ladies, please stop yelling, hina is sleeping." You said, you took the role of hinatsuru on trying to get them to stop messing.

Suma clutched onto your arm. "(Name) (name) (name)!!!! MAKIO'S BULLING ME!!" she squealed. You just patted her head and told them that the cake needed to be in the oven now. You and makio started decorating the cake while suma did some touches to the house decoration.

You heard some ringing, sort of like beads clashing together. But to your relief, it wasn't tengen, it was his crow. "Message from tengen uzui! Ahem.. I am on my way home with s/n! I know as soon as I enter our flashy home, it's gonna be even flashier! S/n is very excited!" The crow read aloud. As soon as you heard that he's coming home, your mind started a small panic and you rushed into making the writing for the cake.

The front door opened. And s/n looked about in darkness and hung onto tengens neck. Tengen entered the kitchen and turned on the lights, and him and s/n got a fright because you, suma, makio and hinatsuru were hiding behind the counter. Makio and you laughed at their reaction.

"Yayayayaya! This cake is delicious! I love cake, I love cake, I love cake.." suma sang and it seemed like s/n seemed to catch on because..

"Cake!" He squealed. Silence. You all stared at him in shock. "C..Cake?" You mumbled and teared up. You then rook s/n to your side and started smiling as teared rolled down goir cheeks. "He said his first word! He said it!" You weeped. You were happy but then a tad bit sad that he didn't say mama first.

S/n smiled and giggled. "Cake Cake cake cake cake!" He ranted and you all laughed. Tengen went close to your ear. "Wanna make another one?" He whispered silently and grinned, making you all red. "OI I HEARD THAT!" suma and makio screamed. "Hey hey hey! I was joking!" But was he really? He glanced over at you and winked, yep, he definitely was not joking.

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