#enmu x douma

[wermarises]

They are fucked in the head I love them

[scrimblyscrorblo]

An Endouma <33

I’m gonna murder Douma and his hair ALSKDJFB why does it have to be like that??? TT

[krikidilly]

Oh to be pampered like a prize pet..

[ink-the-squid-gremlin]

Endouma is a terrible ship, and here is why.

‼️WARNING‼️: Post not only contains semi spoilers for KNY, but it also contains mentions of things like suicide, depression and noncon/sexual assault. If you are uncomfortable with those topics, please refrain from reading.

TLDR: Enmu and Douma are not compatible with each other because that ship is mostly built up on fetished MLM tropes, overly sexualized versions of the characters and the romanticization of SA.

(God, I feel like I have been posting nothing but hot takes on this account as of late. I promise I will go back to posting art, cosplays, and more just chill stuff after this.)

Enmu and Douma are not characters that should not be shipped together, for multiple reasons. Starting off, THEY ARE NOTHING ALIKE!!!! I don’t know where or how it was decided that they were alike, or that Enmu is “Douma 2.0”, but it makes no sense. While both are meant to be irredeemable monsters, Enmu was an irredeemable monster from the get go. From what we know about his backstory, he knew he was scamming people and targeting the weak and vulnerable for it. Douma’s backstory goes a bit more in depth and explains that he was put into the role of “all mighty god” as a child, which lead to the power of it going to his head as he grew up. Douma was still an impressionable child who was failed by the adults around him, and as he grew up he took on some of those same traits as the adults he was surrounded by. The bottom line is this: Douma, while a shitty person, still has some way to sympathize with him, Enmu does not, and thats just on the story side of things.

Enmu and Douma also share nothing in common personality wise. On face value, they may kinda act similar (i.e how they talk (sorta)) but it really just stops there. Enmu ultimately had a goal to kill Tanjiro and gain more blood from Muzan so he could climb the ranks of the demon hierarchy. He wanted to gain more power and to overthrow one of the upper moons for the sake of power. He doesn’t care how many people he has to torment, hurt or kill, as long as he has spot in power, he is happy, hell, he literally has vulnerable and even sick children do his dirty work! Enmu is a sick and twisted individual and he prides himself on that. Douma on the other hand put on the happy and up beat facade to hide that he knows he was failed. Douma is aware he was failed as a human, and so he decided to fail his followers by being the embodiment of false hope. He plays into the false icon lifestyle by pretending to be hopeful and happy around his followers and even the other demons to an extent. He doesn’t care so much about power, rather he cares more about control. Douma keeps up his false religion persona to keep control over his followers. He knows he’s failing them, but he doesn’t want to lose the control he has over them.

Now onto the elephant in the room: the mischaracterization I’ve seen of both of them in the Endouma ship. In both fanart and fanfics I’ve seen and read (well more so forced down my throat since thats all I’ve seen with Enmu in recent times) both Enmu and Douma are mischaracterized to high hell just so we as the reader/viewer will feel pity for them. I’ve seen more of this with Enmu, in that all the stuff that made him unique from the other KNY demons is stripped away so his “savior boyfriend” Douma can comfort him and coddle him. Now, writing an AU is one thing, but if you’re just going to make content of the ship with the characters as they are in the series, then their actual personalities should be honored or at the very least acknowledged.

Going more in depth about the mischaracterizing I’ve been seeing with Enmu, almost all (ALMOST all, not all in general) Endouma content I’ve seen have made him either a depressed and anxious baby that Douma is meant to coddle, or an overly fetishized hyper feminine man thats there simply for sexual reasons. It just goes against their roles in the story of KNY.

Going off of the hyper feminine man mischaracterization of Enmu I’ve seen in regards to the Endouma ship, having him be pretty much a “femboy” not only contradicts him as a character, but it also is pushing toxic heteronormativity on a queer relationship. Making Enmu essentially the “woman”, while putting toxic heteronormativity in a very much MLM ship, it also just boils him down to a sex object and nothing else. Now, I will not say that portraying Enmu as a very sexual and even gross character is wrong, because there were plenty of scenes in KNY of him that had very sexual and perverted undertones, but that is what they were, undertones. There is more to his character than just the sexual undertones he has (as I stated earlier when describing him), and by boiling him down to a “sex doll” for Douma just kind of shows that there wasn’t much of an understanding of his character while making the ship art or a fic. He is much more than a sex object.

Moving onto the mischaracterization I’ve seen of Douma, while not nearly as bad as Enmu, it still feels very off from his character. Making Douma someone who GENUINELY cares for another person is also very contradictory to how he acts in the series. He is someone who cares very little for anyone he comes to meet, whether it be his followers or other demons. Now you may be asking “but, Ink! Douma saw Daki and Gyutaro when they were on the verge of death and decided to save them!” Which is exactly what I am talking about. The only reason he “saved” them was to keep up his facade of a savior and to get himself “brownie points” (for lac of a better term) so his public appearance would look good. Because he cared very little for Daki and Gyutaro, it shows that he only cares about looking like a good person and nothing else. Portraying him as essentially “Enmu’s therapist” that coddles him and such just feels weird. Douma has no emotional connections to anyone, so why would he have an enmotional connection to a demon that is considered lower than him?

Now similar to what I said about Enmu earlier, Douma is also much more than a sex obsessed pervert. Douma being portrayed as basically a male nymphomaniac in the Endouma ship is a very strange way to portray his character. Yes, he may have been fine with letting women seek refuge in his temple, but again, it was to make him seem and look like a good person. We should all know, or at least have the understanding that Douma is literally a woman eater. The women he houses in his temple ultimately have the fate of being nothing more than food. Viewing his reason for taking in women as something sexually driven is a complete misunderstanding of his actions. This misunderstanding of Douma paired with the sexual misunderstanding of Enmu not only creates a toxic relationship, but it also fetishizes and sexualizes MLM pairings. This is something I’ve noticed more in Endouma art, but a lot of it that I have seen feels very fetish-y. I can’t go too in-depth about this aspect, as I am a queer woman, but the way the ship is portrayed in a lot of the art I have seen of it feels as though it is pandering to the appeal of yaoi obsessed straight girls. While yaoi has been a term used for decades to refer to MLM based pairings in media like anime and manga, over the past couple of years, its meaning has become more based around fetishizing MLM pairings rather than just being about MLM pairings.

I now want to bring up something that I’ve seen associated with Endouma (and also the Enmuzan ship, but that is a topic for another time) that really makes me uncomfortable, and that is noncon and the romanization sexual assault. I don’t want to talk too much about this topic, as it is not only triggering for me, but it should also be common sense that fetishizing sexual assault is wrong. Again, this is more so something I have seen in artwork, but it seems almost normalized for Douma to be portrayed forcing himself onto Enmu. Now, I know you are all probably saying “Ink, if you don’t like it/are triggered by it, then don’t interact with it”, but when its all that has been made in regards to newer Enmu content as of late, and how people are hyping it up, its kind of hard to avoid. It makes me truly question just how many people really missed the point of their characters, and only focused on things like Enmu being more androgynous, and Douma being tall and muscular. In a general sense, if a ship is built on, or is popular from fetishized and romanticized sexual assault, it shouldn’t be a ship.

Finally, I just want to mention that these characters have NEVER once interacted in canon. I know that hasn’t stopped people from shipping characters before, but it’s just something I want bring up. (As well as the fact that the Upper Moon’s hate the Lower Moons)

I want to end off this post by saying that all of this is by no means targeted at a specific person, nor am I trying to say that my opinion is correct. I am just stating my own opinions and just stating observations I have made after being in the KNY/Enmu fanbase for nearly 4 years now. People are allowed to ship characters together (within reason) however they like, but just be aware of how it will look on your own part, and what views it may look like you have.

[wilson-the-gay-oncologist]

Left Behind| Douma + Child! Reader + Platonic! Enmu

-Before Kotaha and Inosuke but after Enmu becomes stronger? (Messed up timeline)-

You sniffled eyes wide "Mama?" "Papa?" You wailed, and all the people passed you and rolled their eyes. You sniffled as you ran to an alleyway.

"ehpm" you run into a man with a red drop that looks like blood on his head, your eyes widen at the many colors of his eyes. "I'm sorry sir," You whisper.

The tall man doesn't say anything, you can't see his mouth if it smiles but you know he does somehow. "It is quite alright little one, where are your parents?" You sniffle and shake your head "They left me,"

You hated the way those words sounded but you know it's true and they left, not wanting you. You hold your fox stuffie closer. The tall man bends over and kneels "My name is Douma little one and it is unsafe to be out at night, maybe you should come with me?" You shake and nod but you know as soon as he seems shady to run away, you might be able to get far.

He nods and gets up, his fan folding as he hands it to you, "Please hold this" You are unaware he uses this fan to attack, and you giggle, "It pretty" you don't know how to completely speak but it doesn't bother Douma as he looks at you.

Douma doesn't know how anyone could abandon you with the odd blue markings on your face that look like clouds, your eyes cotton candy-colored, your hair a color that he couldn't quite distinguish in the dark even though he was a demon, it was like you stopped his powers.

You smile and give him grabby hands no longer afraid? How was that possible? He scoops you up and brings you to his cult house covering your eyes as he passed a demon slaughtering a man.

He puts you down on the floor of his room and smiles "Welcome little one" Douma turns as he hears and smells Enmu "Uppermoon!" The Lowermoon is in all his glory wearing that ridiculous suit. "Hello Enmu..." He doesn't mind the lower demon at all, not when they were together, "Who is this little one?" Enmu looks at you and you smile "Y/N!" You yell waving Douma's fan (Think of little Tanjiro playing)

Enmu's eyes are a magical teal that make you look at him with eyes wide "You have face paint on your fwace too!" Enmu looks at Douma and shakes his head "Nope I was born with these" You looked down and whimper "mwe too" Enmu can feel your sadness "Aww little one, I think your's are pretty" You look up and smile, "Really?" Enmu picks you up, "Yes little one" You start to feel really sleepy and yawn, eyes dropping with drowsiness.

[insanityofbones]

i want a Dōma for my Enmu or Toika or Both

*SIGH*

[extra-v1rgin]

Sorry if this one is a bit disjointed, I procrastinated on it so it just got finished 🙈

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆

With large menacing fangs and an unusually long tongue Douma was both terrifying and alluring. His lips could charm anyone until they wrapped around chunks of flesh. It’s Enmu’s fourth favorite thing about the man, physically at least. His hands, chest, and the bit of pudge on his stomach (which only happens right after eating) come first. Enmu has tied up his lover and fucked his chest and sunk his teeth into the chunks of fat. The parts weren’t a list to check off but it fell like that anyways. Enmu liked collecting these moments of his favorite pieces.

Restraining Douma’s mouth was a difficult task. At first he denied the proposal completely. With an excuse or two of a sore jaw he sidesteps the question for a while. Enmu however would not be so easily distracted. It took some suave words but eventually he convinced Douma would be fun.

When he finally got the upper moon’s head bound by thick straps of black leather Enmu was certainly having fun. While Douma’s sharp fangs could not be tucked away the rest of his mouth was held firmly in place.

Instead of his usually chatter the room was oddly quiet. For a while Enmu seems satisfied exploring the wet cavern with his fingers. They trace over his gums. Slowly he lets a sharp canine barely prick his thumb. Three drops of blood slide down until they drop on Douma’s tongue. The man struggles to tilt his head back and swallow. With his lips stretched wide it’s easy to see how his throat contracts. The muscles roll as he tries to absorb each drop.

Enmu tries to stretch the gap wider. As he looks at the saliva and warmth he can’t help but get aroused. The space is perfectly shaped for his cock but for now he resists. Douma has barely been taken care of. Rather than an obvious strain in his pants there is only a faint outline of chub. Usually some erotic chatter is enough to get him in the mood but between the two Enmu isn’t the conversationalist.

Instead the lower moon pulls out his own dick. It’s been hard since he pulled out the leather contraption. After the long wait it’s almost purple in color. All he wants to do is fuck Douma’s face before falling apart.

But Enmu can be patient. His hands tremble slightly but he plants them in Douma’s blond hair and just barely slides inside the opening of his mouth. Warm wet breath makes his entire body shudder.

Slowly he slides his hips in. Enmu is careful to keep a slow pace. His cock only slides halfway in before pulling out almost completely.

Douma looks up with fragile eyes. He doesn’t try to move yet but the lower moon tightens his grip anyways. Rarely does his desire to obey win over his desire to be a but of a bitch. At the thought Enmu slides all the way in. The blonde has no gag reflex but he gargles until drool is slipping out from the corners of his lips. Subtle vibrations run up Enmu’s dick. It’s awfully enticing.

For a few seconds he has to still himself and breathe. When he looks down Douma is too pleased. Spite is what gives the demon power to pull back. He has to clench his teeth but returning to his former pattern is easy enough.

After a few minutes the upper moon realizes his big eyes and wet lips won’t get him anywhere. Douma doesn’t dare to move his head but he is happy to wiggle his hips. If he thrusts in just the right way the fabric of his fundoshi shifts against his cock. There’s only a trace of pleasure but Douma chases it blindly. He’s barely aware of the cock in his mouth anymore.

Enmu is not so oblivious. For a moment he lets Douma struggle. His kaleidoscope eyes slip closed. Despite the restraints on his mouth it tries to form a smile. All that is paused as Enmu moves his foot to rest on the blond’s hip.

“Is this not enough for you?” Enmu thrusts deep into Douma’s mouth again. The upper moon does all he can to soothe. His tongue rubs over the veins and bumps of Enmu’s cock. He hums softly and widens his eyes. The gentle pleading isn’t tempting enough.

With a heavy sigh the demon pulls out completely. Instead Enmu wraps his own hand around his cock and sets a quick pace.

Upper moon two tries to push his head forward. Inside his open mouth his tongue moves frantically. For the first time he makes a noise, a sort of panicked grunt.

“Don’t.” With the warning Enmu yanks Douma’s head back even further. The lower moon pants as his release grows closer. Tauntingly he stares right into Douma’s eyes. They hold a rare image of emotion, desperation. The intense shine is beautiful.

Right before the demon reaches his climax he buries himself back to the hilt. With Douma’s warm mouth enveloping him Enmu’s orgasm hits him harshly. His hips twitch until he’s been emptied completely. Out of breath he slumps over and buries his hands even deeper in the blond hair. There’s no sign of him getting up anytime soon.

[echantedtoon]

Bouquets/Flowers They'd Give You

Nothing much. Just some headcannons about what kind of bouquets the demons would gift you. Maybe modern au maybe not idk. None of the images are mine I just found them on Google and Pinterest. Daki n Rui are platonic gift givers. No romance from those two.

Kokushibo is a traditional man and as such would stick with the classic but beautiful full rose bouquet sometimes with baby breath to make it asthetically pleasing.

Is it really a surprise this guy would get you something that reminds the both of you of him? They're very pretty though so it's all good.

You want a teddy bear, flowers, balloons for your special date? This man gets you all in one package and makes sure to make it pleasing to look at. Everything for his darling.

If it's regular Kny he'd just scoop up whatever wild flowers are growing around him and present them to you but since we're going with modern here, he doesn't have a lot of money to throw away on flowers that'll just die so he takes his time to really make you something permanent you both can cherish forever by doing origami. The many paper cuts are worth it seeing you smile.

In a similar way to Gyutaro, Daki would want to gift something permanent you both could enjoy forever however she'd be more splurge-y than her brother and gift you a flower clip or hairpin.

Kaigaku barely gets you flowers in the first place but if you mention wanting to be gifted flowers long enough or if it's a special enough occasion he wants to celebrate, he'll get you something. But not a full bouquet, he'll just get you a simple rose or flower.

Nakime really doesn't get you flowers too often either, but on the rare occasion she does it's either a single rose like Kaigaku or flowers matching her own aesthetic.

So I just found out that seashell bouquets are actually a thing, and they have to be glued together and stuff. Seems like a good enough fit for the fish man.

Look he can be a sappy romantic if he wants to be. A big bouquet of roses and chocolate strawberries are the object of his choice if he's going to go all out.

he often worries about what to get you. He doesnt want to look too guady with a fancy oversized bouquet but he's also worried about a single flower not being enough so he gets you something in the middle all tied up in ribbon and lace. Please tell him you love it, he's very nervous.

This guy has money to burn. He practically shoves one of those really beautiful but really expensive bouquets with the big flowers covered in gems in your arms and calls it a day. It's expensive and maybe tacky but he doesn't see it that way.

like any sweet child, he just plucks whatever flowers he finds growing on the ground and gifts it to anyone he likes.

[wermarises]

Tenderness

14 ½ hours of work right there folks

Close-up under cut

[cantdothis-nomore]

how would the upper moons react if they found out that muzan wants to eat their partner since they suddenly gained the ability to survive in the sun

Upper Moons finding out that Muzan wants to eat their s/o!

Just a side note i now write for metal family :)

Kokushibo

• Would be horribly alarmed

• wouldn't know what to do because of his loyalty to Muzan but also his loyalty to you as your boyfriend

• he'd be stunned knowing you could walk in the sun amd understand muzans interest in you but after a while of thought he'd hide you somewhere safe

• well he thought was safe

• He'd have to repeatedly find different places for you to hide as Muzan kept finding you so you'd be in a different place every day.

• he'd be suffering aswell at Muzans wrath but also his own inner conflict about where his loyalty actually lies

• Muzan would use threat after threat after threat and even physical things to get Kokushibo to tell him where you were but he wouldn't no matter what

• because his loyaltys lay with you.

Douma

Would make the people of his cult help hide you

He'd straight go to hide you because you are the only person who has shown him proper affection and he doesn't want that to go away

He would admire you and beg you to tell him how you managed to walk in the sun but would remind himself there were bigger matters to handle

No matter the torture he underwent by muzan and the others in the 12 kizuki he wasn't letting go of you

Would always make sure nobody was following him on his way to see you

After finding out that Muzan wants to eat you he would try and be his normal self whilst mentally shitting himself thst someone would find you

He would always have someone to protect you whether it was him or one of his followers

He'd give false locations of where he had 'seen' you last but always in the day knowing that Muzan can't go in daylight just like thr rest of them

He isn't giving up on you anytime soon

Akaza

He would refuse to harm you or let anyone else harm you so his first instinct was to go into hiding and not inform anyone at any point of where you two were

Avoiding Muzan like the plague

He'd be wary about going out and only going when you two got really hungry to get a human

He already lost Koyuki, he refuses to lose you to especially to Lord Muzan

You guys would go from one hiding spot to another every week to make sure there was no risk of him or any of the others finding you

PROTECT YOU WITH HIS LIFEEEE

This man loves you too much to let you go

Would absolutely fight anyone who tried to get to you at any point

Enmu

Literally got nothing to say for him I'm sorry lol

Would turn you in to Muzan no hesitation

His love for you may be strong but his dedication to Muzan and his weird little blood fetish is stronger

Bye bye to you

Daki

She'd be torn between giving you in to Muzan or hiding you

Her dedication to Muzan, like Enmu, is strong but she has to decide whether her love for you is stronger

Her internal debate drives Gyutaro CRAZY

Would be desperate for Muzans praise but also doesn't want to lose the feeling you give her and the affection you show her

She would half hide you half leave you alone whilst she made her decision

If she chose to hide you, she would have to flee the Entertainment district and not tell anyone where she was going

If she chose to turn you in she would probably have that on her conscience for the rest of her days until eventually slain

Gyutaro

First reaction would be to flat down refuse and not turn you in to Muzan

You were the first one apart from Daki who showed him the love he actually deserved, who made him feel worth it when he didn't himself.

Would probably force Daki to hide you for him against her wishes as she is loyal to Muzan

After separated from her, he would constantly be at your side and in the day Daki would force one of the girls from her house to be with you instead

He would make you go into different spots regularly to throw any other demons off of your trail in fear of someone finding you

Would be constantly paranoid about everyone and everything around you

10/10 would make you trail after Daki if for his sanity more than yours

[slutfactory]

Just- just- imagine being upper moon 1 and treating the other moons as your own personal harem and Muzan just lets you because I said so. Having some of the most powerful demons at your beck and call- even the lowest ranks including the dream demon- all of them at your disposal as your personal cocksleaves

honestly, i imagine muzan saying something like; “they are no longer of use to me. do as you please with them.”

kokushibou and akaza are by far the most loyal and obedient. they acknowledge you as their master and ‘exist only to please you.’ <3

· koku has all six of his eyes on you while he sucks you off, because he loves seeing you feeling good. you make him feel like he has a purpose when you praise him.

· akaza is obviously inexperienced, but he's absolutely fine with you using his body to please yourself. he's always nearby, waiting for you to give him orders, and when you do, he completes them with haste.

douma and enmu are definitely masochists—more the latter than the former. they also make it their existence to please you, but sometimes they make mistakes on purpose so you'll punish them.

· douma is always ready to offer himself up if you need to take your anger out on something, always saying how much he loves ‘the way you use and abuse’ him.

· enmu has absolutely no chill. he's like akaza, always on standby, but sometimes he gets impatient and purposefully does something that might upset you. that way, you'll punish him and use him like he's nothing but a toy for you to break.

[akiranzee]

milf reader smooching all over enmu/douma's face to cover their face in lipstick. thats it, thats the request XDDDD

💋 • ° ` — \\ “I’LL KISS YOU MWA!”

╰┈➤ PAIRINGS: enmu, douma x milf!y/n (separated) ╰┈➤ SUMMARY: a pretty lipstick should be kissed. ╰┈➤ WORD COUNT: 0.3k+ ╰┈➤ CONTAINS: kissing, modern au, & douma and enmu is 22, while reader is 40. ╰┈➤ A/N: i’m not a fan of enmu so he might be ooc..??

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★ • ° ` — ENMU || 魘夢:

upon walking down the streets of red light district, you stumbled upon a small shop, that had sets of... well, explicit stuffs, and... a lipstick that stood out.

you remember your dear sadistic boyfriend that requested you to wear a red, very dark red lipstick like blood, also for a change and replacement of your light pink ones.

and so, you entered the shop and bought it, with the cost of ¥1,776.43, surprisingly expensive, yet you still bought it for the sake of your dear boyfriend.

~~~~~

“please! just kiss me with this! cover me up with this beautiful red~!” enmu practically begs enthusiastically, as he puts the lipstick on your lips, which by the way — just messily smudges on every edge on your lips, his tracing skills so sloppy.

then, just like that of a dog, he waits patiently as you slowly, teasingly, pucker your lips towards his face, kissing both his cheeks first, then the nose, next the forehead, three times, and lastly, the lips trailing down to the chin.

god, you both look soo messy right now.

★ • ° ` — DOUMA || ドゥーマ:

“waaahh y/n!!” suddenly, the door of your home bursts open, revealing a whining douma, who basically leaps into your arm the moment he sees you around the kitchen.

“akaza-kun and muzan-sama bullied me again!!” douma fake cries into your chest, exaggeratedly, as you simply laughed him off, wondering how you fell for this whiny man again.

“hmm? why so?” you tried to humor him, asking the obvious — of course, he was annoying them.

“mm.. comfort me dear, i’m soo sad right now..~” douma whined once again, pressing his head deeper into your chest.

you chuckled, and slowly lifted his head from between your breasts, and kissed both his eyes, next his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, and lastly, his lips, your marks of love all over his face.

suddenly then, for whatever miracle there was, his mood lightened up, as if the ‘bullying’ never happened.

“aww this is why i love you soo much!!” then, it was his turn to smother you with his own, lipstick-less kisses.

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© akiranzee || do not steal, plagiarize, or repost my works without my permission.

[signedeclipse]

hello! saw your request is open again hehe 🥰 douma, muzan, gyutaro, enmu and gyokko keeps on delaying in turning their human s/o into a demon because they worry that their s/o might forget them. i actually thought of this because i have been having memory fog haha - 💀

Douma | Enmu | Gyokko | Gyutaro | Muzan [X Reader]

In which they fear turning you into a demon would result in you losing your memories of them.

Douma

He had turned into a demon when he was quite young, and fortunately for him nothing really changed about his attitude or his way of thinking; he only became stronger

But you were the opposite of him, brimming with emotions, feelings, human patterns and strange doings

You did and felt more than the average person, which balanced you both out when you we're together

Douma understood that it would mean trading death with what made you

He isn't sure what he would rather, for you to grow old and live out your life to the fullest as yourself, or to transform and remain by his side forever at a fraction of yourself

He, for once, feels a sense of dread and helplessness when the topic comes up, because he knows it won't go his way no matter how he wishes for it

Douma would let you pick what you wanted, so at least one of the two of you would be happy

He's glad that at the very least, he can hold onto the current for as long as he wants

He doesn't sleep when it's morning, and instead opts to be there for you in all your waking and sleeping hours just so time slows even for a bit

Enmu

Enmu is one of many who has little to no attachment to his past, and although he has none of these strings holding him back, he can't help but wonder who he might have been

When he sees you, rushing to hold onto him when he comes back from a mission or you back from work, he starts to think of all the things he would know that you may not

Would you remember your job you had worked so long to get? The garden you tended to tirelessly? Would you remember the midnight train rides, or when you clung to him to thightest you ever had when he just barely made it home after a long mission

And he was devout, but would you be? He didn't care much that his other lower moons had been killed, but when he thought of if you had been there, he wondered what it would have taken for you to survive

Anytime he thinks about it, he gets especially clingy and wants to do more with you, because it reminds him how little time he might have with you

He doesn't care much for looks, he wants you to stay with him until you grow old, and maybe then he will look into turning you

Gyokko

Becoming a demon was so easy for him, there was nothing for him as a human

He was much happier now, with endless time, delicious 'food', and all the strength he could ask for

All he does remember was pain and neglect, but seeing you now, you seem perfectly fine

You had worked especially hard to give yourself this life, and he did what he could to keep you comfortable and safe

You were creative, you were there for him in ways no one had been, and for that he owed you at the very least his love

Even when you had just met you matched his eccentric self, you'd dress in ways inspired by his looks and your compliment his pots; the only thing he cared about besides you

And becoming a demon, it would change that

He wants to think you'd have enough will to remain the same, but with his life's track record he expected to lose you entirely

Gyokko would do what he can to convince you to remain as you are; he understands humans cannot be eternal and wants the best for your life

He could never move on, and he rather you rest at peace than continue half alive

Gyutaro

He was fortunate enough to remember some of his background, being one of the younger demons, but most were negative and drove his distaste for the town which he was raised

Daki remembered much less than him, but as far as he recalled, she was more or less the same as she had always been

Being aware that you aren't your true self isn't very troubling for him, because he never knew otherwise and has always been what you consider your lover

But he met you when you were a human, meaning when turned, you'd likely lose that sweetness and grow to resent the world

Part of that made him wondered if you would resent him too, if he had upset you and it would blossom in your demon form

If you would still love him, or if all of those hidden emotions would take over so you could leave him

It also meant you'd be under Muzan's command

He didn't mind it much, but it meant one wrong move and you could perish, or you could be subjected to extremely difficult work and killed while he isn't there to protect you

For now, he wants to savour what he has

Muzan

He's had it happen before

It wasn't a lover of his, but an old friend whom he had known for a long time

And when he turned, his will was weak, and it resulted in him becoming nothing but his negative traits

And with memory goes personality

Some demons became feral killing machines with no purpose, others only follow Muzans every command

You listened to him for the most part, but the idea that you might force your love to be exactly as he wants it regardless of yourself hurts him

The transition doesn't necessarily erase your memories, but it creates a fog that can easily become overpowered by hate and hunger

He remembered you said you wanted to be turned while you were still young, while you were at your prime

But he found it hard, and he had to consider all the negatives

He would know your every thought, the transformation would be painful, and you could potentially lose your sense of self

Ultimately, he would do whatever it is you wish, but he would have a hard time opening his eyes after, still clinging to the hope you'd be there

Authors Note - I wanted to try a new format for my multiple headcanons that'd help summarize like my other one! Hope you like it!!

Nice to see you again skull anon!! A few of my friends experience brain fog to the extremes so I can't imagine how it feels for you! I hope this helps a little <3

[jazjustpeachy]

Imagine Muzan with a Maid!Reader ft. The 12 kizuki

Tw: perverts, objectification , not proofread (I just write whatever when I'm bored)

Imagine you're a demon who is only kept alive to be a Maid for the demon king, 12 kizuki, and the infinity castle.

Muzan was going to kill you after assuming you were useless. Then, he realised there just may be a job for you. A job that only exists to stroke his ego.

Imagine you in a Maid dress that gradually gets shorter and shorter from an ankle length skirt to a mini. You can constantly feel eyes on you at all times as you are ordered around by your master.

Muzan tells you to scrub the already clean floors as he tries to get a look at your frilly underwear that's just peeking through the bottom of your skirt.

You should really be grateful. He kept you alive, and all you have to do is do whatever he says whenever he says it at all times. And you know he is going to take any chance possible to punish you. Punishments would very in how painful and strict they are, but even the less strict punishments are dreadful. Can you imagine getting spanked by this man? Your peaches will be slapped off! You wouldn't be able to sit for weeks even with your regeneration. So be a good girl, and God help you behind.

Unlike Muzan, Doma isn't trying to hide his interest. He picks up the hem of your skirt to get a better look before letting out a giggle. As he is your superior, you know you can't and shouldn't do anything to fight back against it. Especially to Doma (you will die). You look good enough to eat. Akaza tries to hide his blush. He shouldn't be looking, and he knows this, but how can he help himself when you look like that. He is obviously the most respectful of them all. He knows what you have to go through and tries to treat you as nicely as possible. Even if he tries to avoid you most of the time.

At least Akaza keeps Doma as far away from you as possible.

There is always a bitter smell in the air at the upper moon meetings as you sense Daki and her beady ass eyes boaring into your soul out of envy. She hates the way you get so much attention even though you're lesser than her. I mean, she is stronger and prettier, so why are you getting all of Master Muzan's attention!

You're a little safer at the lower moon meetings because they can't get away with nearly the amount of stuff that the upper moons can. Enmu is constantly at your feet. Eventhough your so much less of a demon than him, it...practically dirt...he can't help but feel a little more than pity. He wants to show you how special you are and how you're just so perfect.

I can just tell he will be smelling you up every chance he gets. He loves the way you smell. He sniffs your neck as his hand slowly travels bellow your skirt pinching at the hem of your little frilly underwear. I can just tell Enmu is the type of demon to call you a good girl, naughty girl, or probably at some points go as far as calling you his "little slave."

Kamanue wants to look. He really does, but he's just so anxious. He's scared that if he looks somewhere, he is not welcome, and then Master Muzan will be upset. The last thing he wants it an angry demon king. But even still, he can't help but imagine you bent over his knee. He loves to feel strong and to take out his very deep and hidden anger on a weaker, subservient demoness who can't say otherwise is his dream. He wants to show you and Muzan how strong he really is.

Kokushibo can do what he wants. He doesn't have to hide what he is doing. Not in fear of Muzan and not for his own ego. He does what he wants when he wants, but what he wants is not always to peep at your cunny. But sometimes it is. Imagine he stops you at what you're doing and grabs your waist. Practically effortlessly, and just flips you around to take a look. He keeps a straight face while doing it, too. It's slmost scary. He just moves your underwear aside and just stares before putting you down and telling you to "get back to work, Maid." And like always, you're just left flustered.

[vrystalius]

GENERAL HC: demons usually have nests, not traditional like straw and fur nests but little tucked away areas they tend to guard.

Muzan and Kokushibo’s nests are in the infinity castle

Douma’s nest is very comfortable. Very demure. (He tears up pillows and goes apeshit. And then makes his cult members clean up and make a larger pillow for him. Because beds are for basic bitches)

Akaza probably has his nest in the infinity castle too, but he’s a bit more secretive, and prob has somewhere else

Gyutaro has his nest in the red district, (it’s filled with bones and all trinkets he likes.)

(Hantengu + clones bc I LOVE THEM) they probably have a nest in the infinity castle since he and his clones need separate areas to keep them from strangling each other… but JANEHWJ

Urogi has a more traditionally bird nest (he steals shit and makes it into his BED)

Sekido just has a bed. Shames everyone else for having a messy nest

Karaku’s nest is very soft. DO NOT BELIEVE HIM THERES SOME FREAKY SHIT IN TYERE- I know he told me :3

Aizetsu’s nest is a few rocks. He feels he doesn’t deserve a proper nest. (Get him some damn pillows. It’s causing back pain for everyone)

ENMU MY LOVE, his nest is inside the train station, idk the word but it’s where all the trains go when not in use, it’s very comfy! No sunlight, he probably uses train lights to illuminate for his human mate

TURNING HC’S (TW HUMAN EATING MENTION)

Muzan isn’t used to being gentle, and seeing his former human mate in such pain to become a demon like him. He has all his servants tend to them; Kokushibo at the door guarding, Douma out going to get nesting supplies for the newly formed demon liege, Akaza getting human meat for them. Fun stuff! 🤩 he throws a massive festival for his new demon spouse. (It’s an excuse to execute random demons)

Kokushibo has a smaller situation, he brings you a small personal feast, (well hidden human meat so you don’t feel guilty) and goes to some people to have them make human meals (just with human meat instead of beef) and personally brings you his nesting materials

Douma has everyone in the cult, and has a sacrifice for your “ascension” (cult bullshit to explain demons) and how you’d need to be quarantined for awhile (cuddles while you calm down from bloodlust) and you two eat the sacrifice

Akaza calms you by taking you out with him. Probably uses a muzzle so you stop biting him… he doesn’t try and keep you contained so much, just supervising so you don’t hurt yourself… or get caught-

Gyutaro has you and Daki in his nest, pampering you both and is hopeful his sister approves of his mate, power wise and demon appearance. (She’s just excited to have another demon to talk too dw)

Hantengu and his clones are waiting on you hand and FOOT, his clones’ mate shall have the same respect as Muzan, since Muzan chose you to be his demon mate.

Enmu puts you to sleep while this happens, easing the growing pains and hunger, you wake up basically the same just a demon bc of the dreams he gave you. 10/10 very nice.

This was very long 👍

I took pictures just in case if tumblr ate this.

This was so good!! I keep thinking about clawing and skinning Douma during the transformation while he just giggles and laughs loudly. Also, I love the nests- Gyutaro’s would probably stink of decay while Daki’s is the most prestige and comfortable. Only the most expensive fabrics and jewrely is allowed to come even near her nest.

I’m not the biggest fan of Hangengu’s clones, but Urogi stealing things for you and dropping it off at his nest, or trying to feed you foods he stole out of people’s hands like a seagull seems super funny to me XD

Also, I think Enmu tried more than once to nest inside a train but never could decide wich one to settle in since his favourite train model changes almost every week and it would be exhausting to change nests so many times, so probably decided to stay near or inside the busiest train station he could find. And yes, he will kick his feet in delight when watching a train pass by or stop to let passengers in.

Akaza probably is letting you chew and rip his forearms apart as much as you like during your transformation, he literally doesn’t care. Also, he’ll probably try to convince you to don’t eat women as well, but doesn’t mind if you eat them anyway. As long as you’re happy and fed.

I can see Muzan getting ashamed of nesting. He’s the demon kind and supposed to above such animalistic behaviours, but he can’t help to hoard the finest and highest grade pillows/blanket. He likes it comfortable and prestige. Muzan would probably spray some cologne over all of it as well to make sure it smells divine, just like him.

Muzan is probably being a little annoyed at how long your transformation is going. He’s gonna stand there, tapping his foot and checking his watch. He might even get worried and check you for any signs of a bad transformation.

Perhaps I should write more headcanons, those are fun!

[demiesworld]

❝who's mommy's good boy?❞ — douma + enmu + aizetsu x dom!reader [NSFW/18+]

pairings: fem!dom!reader x bottom!douma, bottom!aizetsu, & bottom!enmu

synopsis: basically reader pegging the pretty boys of kny.

contents: mommy kink, femdom, bottom!male, pegging, anal (m receiving), oral (m receiving), fingering, crossdressing (in enmu's), praise kink, slut shaming (in douma's), asphyxiation (in douma's), pet names (pretty boy, good boy, etc.), dacryphilia (in aizetsu's), blood play (in aizetsu's), degradation (in aizetsu's), just the usual filth

notes: reader is female uses she/her pronouns. i use the term "your cock" a lot in this because reader is fucking them with a toy dildo. i think it's easier to say that instead of "dildo"

— DOUMA

"You know to be a guy you sure do have a women's waist line." You comment as you kneel behind your lover, you were admiring the contrast between his slim waist and broad shoulders. Your hands glide up on the sides of his thighs, to his narrow waist, and descend to his round perky ass. You squeeze on it, pressing them together and jiggle his ass. As you giggle at the fleshy globes, your lover presses his cheek into the pillow pouting.

Douma murmurs, "Are you going to keep me waiting or are you just going to get this over with?" He then adds, "This was your idea anyways."

You slap your hand on his ass, and smirk when he cringes, "You shut your mouth. I'm admiring your physique." You hover over his body to whisper into his ear, "Can't mommy commend her little slut for being a pretty boy?" Your teeth gnaw at the tip of his ear. He lets out a muffled groan and nods his head. The non-verbal answer wasn't enough of an answer to you, so you smack his ass again. "Use your words."

His reaction was a yelp and a bite on his own lower lip. Douma lets out a whine, "Yes mommy."

After crooning the word "good" you caress his ass cheeks lovingly and then reach over him to grab the lubricant that was next to his head. The sound of a click was heard when you opened the lid. You squeeze the clear liquid out of the tube and drizzle it onto Douma's hole and onto your fingers. The cold sensation of the lube was enough to have his cheeks turning red from embarassment.

How you accomplished in getting him to be put in this position he didn't know or couldn't remember. Either way he knew that he wanted to get this over with fast. He didn't want for anyone finding out about this compromising situation.

Your finger slowly penetrated his hole and it was met with slight resistance. A frown came over your face as you pushed it in further till it was at your knuckle.

"Your little ass doesn't want to be stretched out, baby. Are you making this harder for mommy?" You coos and grin almost evilly when you see Douma's thighs tensing up.

"No I'm not trying to," He tries to explain but you interrupt him.

"Then relax and let mommy do her job you slut." With those final words, you add another finger into him. The additional digit does cause a slight sting to course through his body. However it is easily forgotten when your fingers are pumping back and forth. The wet sounds of squelching resonating in the room.

Douma hides his face into the pillow, muffling his high-pitched moans, and whines. Fuck it was so embarrassing and emasculating but it felt so good. The way the tips of your fingers were almost touching his prostate with each thrust had him on edge. He could feel his cock stirring and growing to a full mast. Douma whimpered when you sped up your pace and your fingers were just barely prodding at his sweet gland. Your eyes look up just in time to see your lover hiding his face into the pillow. You weren't pleased to see that. You wanted to hear those sounds. Your free hand snatches his platinum hair by the root of his scalp and you pull on it. Successfully you move his head away from the pillow and crane it up allowing for him to let out those gasps and moans freely.

You add in another finger, pumping three of them inside of Douma's stretched out ass. "Let me hear you moan for me you whore."

A gasp came from him when your fingers were now deep inside. It was to the point where they actually pressed onto his prostate. He lets out a tremulous moan, "Fu-Fuuck!" and rocks his hips towards your fingers. When you pushed in, he would push back, encouraging you to keep doing what you were doing.

His multi-colored eyes were becoming glassy and brimming with tears by the time you had deemed him good enough to take your "cock" You pull them out with a lewd "pop" and reach to grab the base of his hard cock beginning to please it with rapid strokes. Douma's legs shake from the quick change of stimulation, but he doesn't falter from his knelt position.

You pant into his ear, "Such a good slut, a good slut for mommy. Hmm... I wanna fucking ruin you Douma. You want me to stick my cock in your ass now baby?" He nods, forgetting to use his words, which drove you to stop stroking his cock. He lets out a sob when you do that. "I said to use your words."

Douma moans, "Yes mommy! Mommy fuck me with your cock!"

Your mouth grew into a wicked smile as you croon, "Aww... looks like someone must have lost their manners. You forgot to,"

He interjects, "Please! Please f-fuck me with your cock, mommy!"

You flip him over onto his back because you wanted to be able to see his face when he cums from you fucking him. Douma looked exceptionally pretty right now. His chest was flushed red, cheeks were tinted the same color, and his eyes... his beautiful colorful eyes were brimming with tears. The cock he would use to fuck you into submission was leaking with precum against his stomach.

Your hand grabs the silicone black strap-on by the base and you rub it together with Douma's cock. He sighs and spreads his legs wider to accommodate for you. "Good boys use their manners when they want something. You're gonna be a good boy for me while I fuck you?"

He eagerly nods his head and doesn't forget to speak this time. "I will be a good boy for you mommy." His eyes lower down to the dick that you picked out and he tenses up when he sees it's the same size as his own cock. If not then a little longer. Douma knew the hell he put you through with adjusting to his monstrous dick. Maybe that's why you chose this one to even out the score. "M-Mommy, I-I don't know if that's going to fit..."

"Hm? It will fit baby." You answer his concern while slicking the silicone cock with lube. "Mommy won't hurt you, she promises. Now... I'm going to put the tip in okay?"

He timidly nods his head and watches as you align the tip to his entrance. The girth of the thing is downright intimidating. He grunts when you push the tip in through the ring and tosses his head back on the pillow. Your voice shushes him and softly tells him to calm down. Douma's internally grateful when you gently thrust forward and take your time with him. He's actually apologetic for not being considerate when it came to you being fucked. His claws dig into the futon underneath him and pulls at the cloth.

You tenderly caress his thigh, your voice purring, "There, there my sweet baby. I have to go a little deeper and then we can really get this started. Let me know how it feels."

Douma's a little hesitant to continue with this, but he doesn't say anything to stop it. Rather he accepts his fate by feeling you slide in further into his body the girth of the toy stretches his hole. He gasps as he feels the tip of the cock rubbing right up against his sweet spot. When you decide to jut your hips forward a little the tip of the toy presses firmly on it and causes him to let out a long drawn out moan.

"Aah~" He bites down on his bottom lip with his teeth so hard that blood pools out from it. Douma takes a hold of his cock in his hand and starts to stroke it up and down. He trembles underneath you, licking his lips and wriggling his hips. His voice is unsteady when he asks you, "C-Can you move now mommy please?"

You lean forward to kiss his lips and murmur, "Such a polite slut, yes I can, baby." Your tongue enters his mouth without a fight from him. He seemed to be submitting to you quite easily. As you two suck on each other's tongues, you pull the cock out halfway and then slam your hips forward.

Douma moans loudly into the kiss and his hands immediately grab your ass to bring you closer. The tip of the cock prods at his prostate, the slight pressure of it makes his head fuzzy. You pull your mouth away from his and watch as the cock rams into Douma's hole. Each and every merciless thrust has your demonic lover moaning in bliss.

"Ah, ah, ah, s-so fucking good mommy. Yes mommy, fuck," His voice sounded desperate as he laid there receiving your hard thrusts.

Your hand went up to his chest and stroked his nipple. You let out a pleased hum, and stopped your thrusts for a moment. You pulled your hips back for the cock to be buried into him halfway. Afterwards you gathered a glob of spit from your mouth and spat onto his puckered hole. In a flash your hips were pounding into his own. The wet sounds, in credits to the spit, were resounding in the room.

Douma's pale face had a red tint across his cheeks. He whined and let go of his cock to grip the bed sheets underneath him. "Fuck, fuck," He moans out as he laid there getting fucked by you.

"My pretty fucking slut, taking my dick like a champ. Oh, mommy's so proud of her little slut."

The demon couldn't stop his moans, not with you abusing his prostate gland with your cock. "Yes, yes, f-fuck, oh I'm going to cum. Mommy can I cum?"

You cooed, "Yes you can cum for mommy baby."

Douma's hand flies back down to his leaking cock and gives the base a tight squeeze. His thumb teases his tip, smearing the translucent syrup on it. He closes his eyes for a moment as he visualizes your warm pussy on his cock. Fuck, your tight cunt riding him into a fit of ecstasy. The fantasies he had of your pussy turn into you fucking him with this toy of a cock you had on. In his mind, you were knelt behind him and had positioned him onto all fours. Like a dog. You had him on his stomach and you were ramming him from behind instead of right now on his back.

His thighs would be shaking from how long they've been stuck in just that one position. Because when he'd fuck you he'd have you endure it. Knowing that your strength wasn't on par to his own. Douma would be inconsiderate of your exhaustion and keep fucking you until he wanted to stop.

Maybe this was his karma right now. You fucking him like he was some sort of lowly bitch.

He was a lowly bitch. He was your bitch.

The teasing to his tip turns into him stroking his cock rapidly. The wet slick noises he makes is almost enough to make him cum. Just almost. The demon's prism colored eyelids open to watch himself play with his dick. He whimpers a few more times, before tossing his head back on the pillow.

You look up at his face just in time to see Douma's eyes rolling to the back of his head. His mouth parted into an "O" shape and dry sounding gasps of air coming out. The hand you had on his nipple went up to his neck and gripped it tight. As tight as you, a human, could do towards a powerful demon like him. Except Douma wasn't as strong as he usually was right now. Not with you using him to your own pleasure and fucking him ruthlessly.

You squeezed his throat strong enough for him to choke and frantically utter the words, "Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming," his voice gets higher and more desperate, "I'm cumming~"

Your thrusts never relent even when he cums all over his abdomen and into his hand. Streams of white paints his alabaster skin. You slow down when his hand slows down on his cock. At the same time the two of you come to a full and complete stop. Douma's hand languidly holding his dick, while you were half-way sheathed into your lover's ass.

"Ha... ha... hah... f-fuck that felt so good Y/N."

"Glad that felt good for you Douma, but guess what?" His eyes look to you curiously, to which you calmly respond, "Mommy didn't cum."

— ENMU

Enmu always looked pretty on an everyday basis. Though it was when you convinced him to dress up in a black lace bra and thong with a garter belt, you were starstruck by his figure. You were accustomed to seeing Enmu wearing his usual suit jacket and tight pants. However, you were surprised to see how "womanly" his physique was. While your lover did possess the anatomy of a man, his structure was fairly similar to a woman's. He had thick porcelain thighs, round hips, and a tiny waist that curved. The undergarments he wore exposed his pudgy stomach that added to the image of his effeminate body.

You had him sitting on the bed with his legs parted. In between his thighs was a small lump underneath the black panties he wore.

"Are you sure you're not a woman? I know that some demons can change their sexes." You say as you run your hands up his thighs and hover your mouth over his cock.

Enmu shudders from the ghost of your breath on his hot, restrained erection and he answers, "Only the strongest of demons can change their gender, my darling, demons like Lord Muzan."

You sigh and pout up at him, "Hm... what a pity then. I will just have to improvise it seems."

He cocked his head to the side to your words, and his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. You noticed his inquisitive expression, but didn't verbally respond to him. Rather you let your tongue flatten against the bulge through the panties he wore. Your warm, wet flesh rubbing against his clothed shaft in a slow, teasing glide. Enmu lets out a high-pitched moan and spreads his legs slightly wider to accommodate for you. Your tongue then curved to stick itself underneath the fabric of the panties to touch his rigid cock.

"A-Ah, oh mommy... mommy please." He pleads.

You pull your mouth away from his cock and he whined when you did that. "I forgot just how sensitive your little dick was to my mouth princess."

Enmu's cock twitched underneath the panties and he shrunk his form into the bed. He covered his eyes with his arm and pleaded, "Mom-mommy please use your mouth... ha... on my cock please."

You hum and hook your fingers on the straps of the thong tugging it down. Enmu helped you in taking off the piece of fabric by swiping a clawed nail through the strings. His method was quicker and easier for you to have access to his cock. Unlike some demons, possibly due to him being a lower rank, his cock was average sized. It was roughly five inches when erect and had some girth to it. Although you thought it was cute and matched with Enmu's effeminate appearance. A decent sized cock for a pretty boy.

Your pretty boy.

A warm and wet feeling engulfs Enmu's dick before he could even think. He arches his back up from the bed and lets out a long keen. His cheeks turn red and body grows hot. The effeminate demon covers his mouth with his hand, shyly turning his head away from the sight of you sucking him off. His thighs quiver like a leaf and a hand grips onto the bedsheet.

"Hm! Hm!" He moans into his palm. Enmu jerks his hips up subtly towards your mouth.

Your tongue was twisting around his shaft like a piece of candy. It collected a glob of his semen and spat it back onto his cock. Then you took his dick back into your mouth and lowered your head further. Enmu gasps, stunned by his head prodding at the back of your throat. You gag, but you don't push him away. Instead you go down further until he's sitting snug in your throat. Just to tease him you clench your throat muscles around his cock.

"O-Oh! Darl- mommy!" He cries out and feels a fire pooling in his stomach. "I'm going to cum mommy, s-stop please!"

Thankfully, for him, you remove your mouth from his dick. Enmu whips his head down to you, his eyes take a mental picture of your swollen lips covered in spit. He doesn't mind. The sight only attracts him to you. He cups your face in his hands and connects your lips for a tender sweltering kiss. Both of you moan as hands desperately finds places to touch each other. His hands search till they find your hips to pull you on top of him. Your hands explore his body until they find purchase on his round ass.

You trail a finger in the crevice of his cheeks to the rim of his hole. To test him out you trace the puckered rim with the tip of your finger. He jolts and follows your finger by rocking his ass towards it. As your tongue dominates Enmu's uncoordinated mouth your finger prods at his hole.

Enmu pulls his mouth away from yours just to whisper, "M-Mommy can I please just ride your cock?"

"Hm? Ride my dick now? But princess, I have to stretch out your pretty ass." Your hands grab at his globes and squeezes them. "I would hate to hurt you baby."

He presses on, "We don't have to prepare me mommy. I-I just really want... I really want you to fuck me."

You didn't want to argue with him so you shrug your shoulders and flip positions with him. You position yourself to lie on the bed with a pillow beneath you and your legs spread. You wore a strap-on, a thick and heavy cock between your thighs.

"Get the balm then princess, I don't want to hear about you being sore later."

Enmu makes quick work to grab the balm and rubs it onto his hole. Once he's satisfied with how generously he applied the lubricant to his hole, the demon grabs the base of the cock and guides the tip to his ass. His puckered hole hovers above the tip of the cock as he lowers himself onto it. Just the head of it stretches his hole to the width of it.

Your hands caress his waist and voice murmurs soft praises. He had this look of discomfort on his face, though you knew Enmu wasn't in pain. He could take a cock up the ass. He's proven this to you a few times before now. If he was truly in danger, he would let you know immediately. As you read his body language it didn't appear to be any of the sort. Your eyes look down at where the toy is entering his ass slowly.

"It's almost all in baby, oh my goodness, my sweet little princess. You're taking my cock so well." You say as he whimpers from being so full of your strap-on. "Just a little more baby, yes that's it. Oh! Is it all in?" You sit up from the bed, your chests touching and stroke his skin on his stomach with your thumbs in circles.

Enmu was fully seated on the cock and his head felt fuzzy when the tip of it was poking at his prostate. His eyes were glazed over, with his head tilted to the side. In a soft voice he stuttered, "Y-Yes mommy all of it is inside of me... fuck it's s'big."

The lower rank demon starts to bounce on your lap. His hands holding onto your shoulder for leverage. As he lifted his hips up, you brought yours down and together you both had established a rhythm. You glide your fingers from his tiny waist to his round ass cheeks and you squeeze them in your hands. Then you spread them apart while your lover rides your cock til his heart was content.

"Ah, haaaa, hm, f-fuuck!" He whimpers. "Ha, ha, ahhh, riding your cock feels so good mommy. I-I love it when you let me ride you."

"You love riding my cock pretty?" You ask him to which he nods his head. "Me too, I love seeing your ass ride my dick."

Your mouth ghosts a warm gasp of air on his chest. You stick out your tongue and trace the shape of his nipples through the lace bralette he was wearing. Enmu pushes his chest closer to your mouth as he pulls down the cup to let you suck on it. He body sputters as he rides you, though he doesn't halt his movements. The effeminate demon moans loudly when your hand slapped his ass.

Enmu rides you faster and harder. The way he's moving is so determined, so desperate, and needy as he seeks for his release. You bite down on his hard nipple before pulling away and hastily fiddling with the connectors behind his back. The two of you are panting heavily. When you get the bra unhooked you take it off of him and shove Enmu down onto his back on the bed. His head hangs off from the edge of it, also he was slightly confused as to why you would change positions on him so suddenly. He receives an answer when you pull your hips back and sharply pound into him.

He lets out a drawn-out shriek and perches his legs onto your shoulders. His ankles crossing behind your head. Enmu is borderline floating at this point. His mind is cloudy of any sense of reality, his skin is prickling and he's not capable of coming up with any coherent sentences. All he does while you fuck him like an animal is let out babbles and pleads for you to keep going.

"Y-Yes, 'eep 'oing, mommyyyy, fuck mommyyyy, fuck me 'ust like that, don't stop... don't... sssstop!"

"I wanna see... fuck, your mouth suck your cock baby, hm shit! Suck your cock while I fuck you."

Enmu doesn't waste any time, he conjures up a mouth to show on his palm and places it on the tip of his cock. The tongue laps at the salty beads, the cum he tastes in his own mouth and lowers his hand down to swallow his entire length. It felt warm and wet though it was nothing compared to when you would suck his sensitive cock. Your mouth just felt better. Although the double stimulation is too much for him. Your cock ramming into his sensitive gland, and his mouth sucking his own cock causes him to experience electricity flowing through his veins. His legs tense up on your shoulders and back arches up from the bed. A needy whine erupts from his mouth when he comes into the mouth on his hand.

You were fucking him until you noticed that he went completely still on you. Gradually you stop ramming into him and pull the cock out of his ass. Enmu pants, trying to catch his breath, same as you. You cup his cheek into your hand before leaning in and kissing his lips. You could taste a faint hint of saltiness on his tongue. His arms wrap around your neck to deepen the kiss. For a moment, that's all you two do is just swap spit and moan into each other's mouth.

Just then you detach your lips from his to ask, "Did you just cum?"

Enmu timidly nods his head and breathed, "I didn't mean to come without your permission mommy. It just felt so good."

— AIZETSU

You had finally achieved in getting Aizetsu alone with you. After a week of asking him and getting interrupted before the two of you even got a chance to take off your clothes. His other counterparts seemed to have an inkling of whenever you two were about to get down to it. As they seemed to interrupt at the worst of times.

Though tonight you had something special planned for Aizetsu. It was something you talked about with him before and at first he was very reluctant to the idea. The fear of him being heard moaning like a dog in heat, whining like a baby, and whimpering from the pleasure all because a woman would be fucking him was humiliating. It took you some time to ease Aizetsu into having you be the dominant in bed. Once you did fully gain his trust, you decided that tonight he was ready.

You shoved led Aizetsu into your room and slid the door shut behind you. The only light that was in your room was the dim candles you had placed. The demon of sorrow sat quietly on your bed, shirtless, and awaiting for you to join him. His hands reached out for yours, and when they connected he pulled you onto his lap then lowered himself onto his back on the bed. A warmth was blooming on his cheeks as he looked away from you shyly.

"I'm sorry, I just can't believe that we will be doing this. It worries me that the others might hear." He was telling you of his worries and concerns, but you weren't paying attention.

Your lips were kissing on the tip of his pointed ear. A place that you knew he was sensitive at. The demon gasps when your mouth lowered to his earlobe and sucked harshly on the fleshy piece. Followed by that was a pathetic sounding whine. He could feel his cock in his pants growing and twitching for attention. Aizetsu was reaching down to free his cock from the confinement of his pants, but you saw and was quick to swat his hand away.

He opens his mouth to rebut your action, and you instantly shut him up by closing your mouth on his. Your tongue invading his mouth and tasting his spit. You weren't watchful in regards to his sharp fangs, so when his teeth cut your lower lip you didn't flinch. Regardless of the blood that trickled out of your mouth and dribbled into his. The sweet metallic taste of your blood entered his mouth and onto his taste buds. He was struck by you not stopping the kiss but making it more forceful and rough with him. The blood that was previously dribbling was now coming into a stream in his mouth. On instinct he was drinking it up.

For some reason it felt like you were voluntarily feeding him your blood. In a way that he couldn't explain, the feeling of it aroused him greatly. Aizetsu took a gentle hold of your hand and led it down to his erection. As your lips danced with fervor, your hand squeezed on his sensitive cock and kneaded it through his clothes.

"Hm! Hmm!" He whines, thrusting his hips up into your palm. His mouth released yours with a wet "pop" sound and his tongue poked out of his mouth like a thirsty puppy. His blue eyes appeared to have darkened by lust just from the kiss alone. "M-More please," He begged.

You licked away the blood staining your lips before you say, "You want more baby? What do you want for mommy to do?"

Aizetsu exhales shakily and requests, "I-I want your hand on my cock please... and I really need your m-mouth."

"You want and you need. That's to be expected from a pitiful whore like you." Your eyes glimmer as you watch him pout and squirm underneath you. "What about what mommy wants and needs? Don't you care about what I want 'Zetsu?"

He nods his head eagerly and bites back a moan when your hand squeezes his cock again. "Mhm! Yes, yes, mommy."

"So let's come to an agreement," you began while pulling down the waistband of his pants to free his cock. "Since you want my hand on your cock, and need my mouth, I want to fuck you with my cock and need to see you cum from it." Aizetsu whimpers pathetically, becoming agitated with you purposefully stalling. He was hoping you'd just please him already. "Are you going to let me fuck you with my cock and watch you cum all over it?" You pull his pants down his legs and once they're fully off you toss them over your head onto the floor behind you.

Again he nods his head, "W-Whatever you want to do with me mommy. I don't mind, I'm yours for tonight mommy."

"Such a good boy, my pretty little slut." You coo as you leisurely run your hands up and down his toned thighs.

His cock in your eyes looked absolutely beautiful. If there was such a thing as the perfect cock, Aizetsu's would be it. The foreskin of it was a nice shade of a tawny brown, and enhanced by thick pulsating veins. His tip was a dusty rose pink, the bulbous head of it currently flushed, and leaking translucent pearls. He was a generous length, curved shaft, and ample girth. His balls were the size of takoyakis and hairless. Plus he had no hair on his pubic. All in all he was perfect.

Your lips kiss the inner parts of his thighs on both sides. Not one spot was left untouched. As you neared closer to his dick, a wicked smile grew on your face as you knew what was to come. Your mouth divided your lips and tongue stuck out to lick at his balls. Aizetsu breathes in sharply then moans, his hip slightly twitches. You let out a pleased hum just as you nurse his sack into your mouth. He shamelessly whines upon the arousing feeling of his balls being suckled and nibbled on.

You don't just give one ball a special treatment, you give it to the opposite as well. Your tongue licks at it and mouth sucks on it like a hard candy. You release it with a wet smack, pleased to know that his sack was covered in your saliva. Aizetsu's hand strokes on his muscular abdomen, clawed fingers subtly scratching at his tan skin and consciously stimulating himself. His cock twitches for attention, attention that you would give to it soon.

The demon breath hitches in excitement when your mouth slithers up from his sack to the head of his cock. Your plush lips nudge against his bulbous tip, gliding your bottom lip along the shape of it to smear his cum on it. Shamelessly you rubbed your lips together as if you were applying a lip stick and smiled devilishly at the sorrowful demon.

"Hmm~ 'Zetsu how does mommy look with your cum on her lips?" You pucker your lips to him, and hold his shaft in your hand.

As you give your demon languid strokes, your tongue drag across your lips to taste his essence. Aizetsu's body shudders at the sight, how could you be pretty like an angel but dirty like a devil? He couldn't understand it.

He replies to your question, answering in a shaky voice, "Y-You look s-so beautiful with my cum mommy..."

You squeal in delight at his response and part your lips to flatten your tongue on the veins on his length. You traced each vein with the tip of your tongue from beginning to the end. Aizetsu was shaking from it all. Your mouth envelopes the side of his cock and suck on the tender foreskin. Afterwards you move your mouth to the tip and give him wet sucks. The timid demon lets out a drawn-out sigh.

You begin to bob your head up and down, allowing for your spit to slather his cock in it. It was a sloppy blowjob, but Aizetsu preferred for it to be that way. This you knew was a fact from long ago.

Aizetsu's hips twitched as your mouth sucked on his rigid and leaking cock. The saltiness of his cum lingered on your tongue as you lapped at the taste. He was experiencing leg quivering pleasure from how good you were sucking him off. Little sounds of whimpers emitted from the demon as he laid on the bed.

"Feels s'good... hahhh... oh you're making me sound so weak. Just from you... ugh... oh fuck... sucking my cock like thaaat." He moans loudly when you take all of him into your throat. The tip of your nose touching his pubic bone. Aizetsu's eyes start to sting and for the first time tonight you have him crying. He "Ff-fuck! F-fuck! You're taking me so deep in your mouth... hah... ohhh..." He throws his head back when you start to move your head again. A tear rolls down his right cheek.

Your hands were rested on his inner thighs to keep him spread. One hand went to his ass hole, and there you encircle your finger on his rim. You don't penetrate it, but you do give him a sign that your finger is there. Aizetsu keeps on letting out moans while he reaches his left hand out to blindly search for something. He pats along his surroundings till it comes across a slim tube and he grabs it with a haste. He hands the item to you, and you use it to spread a clear substance on his rim.

It's cold, but it's not too frigid to have him complaining. His body feels like it's on fire right now. Your mouth sucking him off and your fingers about to enter him. Aizetsu's hand lays on the top of your head to gently guide you to move your mouth faster around his dick. While you're not gagging on him yet, your jaw is becoming tired from the fixed position it's in.

"I'm sorry, I'm sss-sorry for doing thiss... ha... haaa... a-ah! Hng!" At the end of his sentence he's surprised when your finger penetrates him without a warning. The demon's gasps and squirms on the bed, more tears rolling down his cheeks. He's so distracted by it that he accidentally stops moving your head.

Your mouth pops off of his dick and finally you're free. To compensate for stopping you give Aizetsu's cock your hand and stroke it. You have one hand stroking his cock, and a finger touching his gummy walls on the inside. Your finger curves upwards and presses down on a firm spot; Aizetsu's mind gets cloudy. He just lays on the bed moaning like a slut. His blue eyes turn dark and unfocused because of you fingering him so well.

The way he's squirming on the bed and crying was honestly cute in your mischievous eyes. "I wish you could see yourself now Aizetsu. I haven't even fucked you yet, and you're so damn whiny for me. Squirming on the bed, and crying... I wonder what your counterparts would think seeing you like this." You squeeze your hand tighter on his cock, "They'll probably think you're a weak demon for letting a human like me reduce you into a whimpering slut."

He tries to ignore your words, so you insert another finger into his ass and proceed to speed up your thrusts. The demon's breath hitches at the same time his eyes widen in shock. His head thrashes from side to side, letting out high-pitched whines before he brings a hand up to his mouth to muffle his sounds. He couldn't believe that you made that come out of him.

"Hm! Hm! Hmmm!!"

"What? You don't believe they'll think of you like that?" You slide your fingers out of his hole and flip his body over onto his stomach. "Hands and knees then, arch that back for me you pathetic demon."

Aizetsu scrambles to hold himself on his hands and knees and arching his back just as you told him to. He jolts when your hand slaps his ass cheek not once, not twice, but several times. The demon is confounded by your aggressiveness. Although it doesn't weaken the erection between his legs. He looks over his shoulder to see you looking down at something and moving your hands around. He doesn't know what you're doing not until a firm press is against his ass hole.

The sorrowful demon's hole is widened by the toy cock you push into it. His hole stretches to the width of it. He could feel that the tip was small, but the girth gradually grew wider the further you slid in. When you're buried to hilt, you rock your hips forward letting him feel just how deep you were in him.

"Fuuuuck... w-what the fff-fuck?"

"Let's put on a show for your counterparts 'Zetsu." You tell him.

"H-Huh?" Was his response.

You pulled your hips back and slammed deep into him. He lurched forward, gasping sharply and his claws embedding into the bed sheets. You repeated the action again, and again, and again. You only stopped when the cock came out of his hole, but you just rammed it back inside and took control of it. Your hand twisted into Aizetsu's black wavy locks, tugging him back while you pummeled forward. Sounds of clapping resonated when your hips made contact.

"Come, on, baby! Make some- fuck- fucking noise!" You growl.

"Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Oooh fuck!" His voice was wobbly because of you fucking into him like a brute. His dick was dripping beads of white onto the bed underneath him. His blue eyes rolled into the back of his head, body tensing up when the cock was stroking his gland at every thrust. "Mmm! Y-Yes! Y-Yes!"

A hand slapped on his ass cheek. Then the one from his hair went to grab his cock to stroke it rapidly matching the speed to your strokes. Aizetsu whimpers nonstop and sobs pitifully into a pillow. The way you're fucking him is too much for him to handle. He drools onto the pillow, his voice is turning into rasps. Due to him wailing and whining.

Your thumb draws tight quick circles on his tip then prods at the peak. You start to chuckle watching Aizetsu's body start to go limp and just mindlessly throwing his ass back on your cock. You bite down on your bottom lip and bury yourself into his ass; going still. The hand on Aizetsu's cock squeezes his middle section and jostles it around. Then you use it to play with his balls and it's when you that, when Aizetsu releases streams of white on the blankets.

He ejaculates with a soft, tired moan coming out of his mouth. Your hand is covered in his sticky syrup when you pull it away. You flip the demon over onto his back, seeing him panting heavily with his chest rising and falling. His face is ruined with dry tear tracks on his cheeks.

"Are you okay Aizetsu?" You used his name rather than the nickname, because you were worried that you actually broke him. You shook his body urgently, "Aizetsu? Baby?"

He takes your cum-covered hand in his own and holds it up to his lips. He kisses your fingers and sucks off his cum from one of them. After his mouth has cleaned off your fingers, he rasps, "I'm okay... th-that felt really g-good Y/N."

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