#🌰.corruption kink

[minkmousesworld]

what do you think of an angel! tanjiro x devil! reader, as if the reader just corrupted the sweet little angel until his only thought was to be created.

I think I absolutely share this idea, since I have an old draft with a similar theme <3

to be honest, I would have listened with such pleasure, because an innocent angel and a corrupting demon is a cliche, but it's a favorite cliche <33 a demon who corrupts an angel, what's not against it? after all, innocent souls are the most sensitive to vices <333

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: interspecies relationship, corruption implied, mention of sex / foreplay, objectification implied, discipline implied (role playing?)

sweet angel Tanjirou, who is too malleable to you than he should? after all, even the best and purest children become perversely messy when tempted by what they so desperately want.

he gently puts his hand on yours when you listen to his heartbeat with your skin; looks so gently and shyly interested, sincerely trying to understand what you want to hear. is there anything he can help you with?

perhaps you would like to hum so that instead he would cover up the new marks on his neck, blooming like little red flowers — but you know that Tanjirou will only smile happily.

he is proud of these signs.

does not want to hide them when you are alone.

his heart beats as if he has a fever, and he breathes as well — intermittently and heavily; but you are sure that this is because of the kisses, to which he still reacts so delightfully, trembling and blushing, but making such a plaintive face when you stop.

angels can't have a fever, but he's definitely feverish because of you. do you hear what he wants to tell you?

at first, blinked when you kissed for the first time, but now he is reaching for a kiss, gently snuggling, like an intoxicated, not at all innocent son. if the deity saw you, they would be disappointed.

but you know he doesn't care. how could an angel be so shameless? is that right?

... you should guide people on the right path, and not succumb to temptation, my child... as long as the angels fight, they won't lose to the demons... every demon is an enemy...

they only want to corrupt you.

“I- hhh...”

it's easy to push him a little deeper to make sure no one sees you. Tanjirou gives in easily, as always, and doesn't even flinch when your thin tail wraps around his thigh. his whole body is completely yours.

heart is beating even harder. shivers sweetly and exhales briefly when you raise your hand higher until you touch his soft cheek. so pretty, like a toy, with these inhumanly pure features. did the creator really think that such purity would not cause a desire to corrupt?

it looks like a cheap provocation.

but he's such a good boy — easily spreads his legs when your tail pulls to the side.

he looks so innocent and naive, as if not understanding at all what will happen next, but certainly accepting; but his face is too ruddy, and his body is shaking too provocatively.

'naive' and 'inexperienced', as if he didn't understand anything at all, except that something was about to happen.

the new hickey causes him only an enthusiastic moan.

poor boy, whose body can't even handle this.

you don't really care about all this competition — you just teach him what to do if he feels such a desire again. if he wants something, why shouldn't he have it? isn't every desire from the Deity?

then every desire is natural.

“poor innocent boy... tell this demon, what do you want?”

Tanjirou blushes, looking almost humiliated by your words and teasing, — when you don't let him get his hips together, forcing him to say it out loud — but his ruddy ears and excitement over it are so obvious. after all, it's just a pretty pure angel that you force to act like this, because his wet, bright red face is so charming.

“p-please...”

he takes a deep breath and squints, but only spreads his thighs a little wider.

“I... I have sinned...”

so malleable.

he will look so adorable when he worships you, begging you to use him.

“I have sinned... and... um... p— please!.. please punish me!”

“sorry?”

the body reacts to the weakest touch, craving more. like your personal toy.

“I have sinned please punish me!”

vicious but honest boy.