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dragonsoulage · 1 month ago

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Jaws

feat. Gyutaro

When he got those jaws that making you so afraid, suddenly feel like the safest place on earth. Gyutaro grew so obsessed with you, trying to act against his destructive nature. He hated and loved it at the same time.

Hello guys, I just felt like I wanted to write something about my favorite demon man. It’s angsty and a little toxic perhaps. Like girl, he is obsessing over you. But sometimes this is what we want right? No matter how toxic it is he is my baby demon 🥺🤌🏻 but this is fiction and this is fine, when you struggle with these things in real life I hope you get all the help you deserve ✨💕

Wordcount: 5k

Warnings: obsessiv behavior, kinda toxic and twisted dynamics, mentions of ab*se and r*pe (other people toward you not Gyutaro), stalking, over all angst

You were a cute little thing, delicate even. A sweet girl, always modest, and you always tried not to draw any kind of attention. You worked in the entertainment district. Indeed, working in the house where this dark haired Oiren was feared by every girl. The beautiful woman with these sharp eyes that didn't stop to lecture you with the backside of her hand when you forgot to clean a spot.

You didn't work as a whore, you didn't sell your body. But you were there to clean, to made sure the girls there had everything they needed. Fresh clothing, make up and over all a clean place.

You made sure everything was in place, as you always did.

Yourself trying to hide behind a curtain of your hair, to not make any men who visited the establishment to not look at you.

When they wanted you, they would get you. These were the rules in this house. When they paid, they would get what they desire.

And who would want a shy, little mouse trying to hide behind dust and handmaid works?

Usually you simply were overlooked, and this had been fine with you.

Although in the meantime, you always felt like someone watched you. That some intense eyes would bore in the back of your head, just waiting you would look around.

That someone was trying to catch a glimpse of you. But even when you turned your head, you never saw anything.

Just a feeling, you tried to brush off as annoying paranoia, since some girls got missing.

Little did you know that a pair of bloodshot, yellow eyes followed your every move.

At least when he could, every time Gyutaro was able to separate from his sister Daki. Since the one time she spoke to you, lectured you, made you cry. He grew curious.

The demon grew a little obsessed. Who were you?

A girl trying to hold in her tears when Daki punished you with a sharp slap across your cheek.

You tried to be so strong, but after all you were just a little, pathetic human, weren't you not? It was not the first time he saw someone like you.

Sweet, but everyone overlooked you.

Caring and everyone took it for granted

Modest never meant to shine.

And the weird thing, instead of being disappointed no one saw you, you seemed to be quite fine with it.

Liked being for yourself, being alone. Maybe because you gave up on the fact that there could be people that actually liked you. That were honest enough to not hide their cruel intentions.

Life kicked you with feet, and you seemed to just hold it in.

He liked it, observed it wanting to consume, the very reason why you were acting like it.

Trying to find happiness although everything around you crumbled.

And every time he was outside Dakis body, he went looking for you. Actually following you around. Watching how you did your duties.

Even right now, from across the window, he sat on another roof, his eyes scanning your form over and over again.

He grew familiar with the feeling to see the enticing sway of your hips in that simple kimono you wore. The way you brushed back a strand of your hair from your forehead when you changed the sheets of a bed.

He crouched on the edge of the roof, his nail of his thumb put between his sharp teeth. Was he nervous? Nah, trying to hold himself back.

"So pure, it's disgusting." he mumbled to himself, watching the dim light on your face, made you glow. Made his heart jump. Did he ever have a heart? Not that he knew about it.

Gyutaro was obsessed, with that little mouse he wanted to catch so bad in his trap.

Torn between the feeling that he wanted to touch you, without ripping your skin off. And yet degrading you in his thoughts.

Himself confused, so confused he not even told Daki about it.

Then you bend over, grabbing the dirty sheets from the ground to put in a basket. And even when this didn't reveal your body, he felt how he bowed forward, as if he could pass the chance to see everything in detail. You had such a lovely figure, he adored it, he hated it. Everything that he couldn't describe.

Maybe this was the day of days? Maybe he should simply jump down, crawl into this window and ogle you, before he would try to figure out what he should do to you.

Not that he ever would know what he wanted to do. His desire perverse and yet for some reason Gyutaro didn't want you to be afraid. Not so fast, at least. Because he tends to kill someone before he spoke with them.

And he didn't want to ruin this pretty smooth skin, he yearned to touch.

Then he could watch how you went to take the dirty laundry, and after this how your steps took you to your own small chamber. How you opened the window wide to let in some fresh air.

The demon loved to watch when you opened your hair, when you started brushing it.

"Disgusting, so disgusting." he spoke to himself, like a reminder, even when everything he saw was anything but that.

"Always being so pretty, so anxious to be seen. But I see you, I see you little mouse." he whispered under his breath. Grotesque body jumping finally down, stepping to the window.

Your chamber was on the floor. He decided to stand right beside the wide opened window frame.

And there was this feeling again, as if you were being watched. It unsettled you so deeply, every time. And yet you never could understand where it was coming from.

It was nearly cute how your brow pulled together, how you looked so lost around. With fear, you would find something and yet with the hope you finally could discover what made you feel like this.

You went over to the window, Gyutaro not even moving, he stood in the shadow of the wall, as if humans ever would take a closer look? That never happened, so he just smiled wide with the knowledge of how much he unsettled you. The demon was twisted, he wanted to make you uncomfortable but also not...he couldn't put this in place.

You walked over, looking outside for a moment, the cool air making your cheeks flush a little. When you didn't see anything, you went to the mirror again, taking the brush before you settled into the seat. Brushing your hair with so much care.

You started humming, maybe to calm yourself. He adored this part so much, listen to the gentle hum of your voice. He always imagined you would hum it for him. And this was the moment he stopped thinking about making you scared. This was the weird part of him, that remembered how it was being human. Not that it came back, but Gyutaro felt like he would have forgotten something, and this humming brought back feelings he couldn't explain.

His sharp teeth that had been grinning now closed, indeed his eyes looked to the ground as he leaned his tall body against the wall. Just listening to your voice.

You hummed so beautifully, one of the fewer things he wanted to appreciate, even when his demonic nature didn't let him.

After some short while, he decided to stalk a little from the window.

Looking inside, his fingers laid on the frame. You braided your hair so neatly now, had dressed yourself in some shorter sleeping robe, exposing your legs and thighs.

Creamy skin, so innocent, so alluring. It was weird he didn't want to draw blood, he wanted to touch you, feeling this smoothness under his own fingertips.

You were such an eyesore, when only people would take a closer look.

But he, he took a close look, every time he could. Even when the normal customers overlooked you, as you wanted...not Gyutaro. He draws even closer, risking that you might see him.

Would you scream? Maybe, maybe, he would be able to listen to that cute yell your throat would let out.

And you could feel your body trembling, so uncomfortable when you thought about the fact. After you were done braiding your hair, you still hummed a song from your childhood. But when you turned around and stood up, what you saw made your blood run cold.

Some sharp nails that draw away from the window. You ran over to the window again, so hasty. Gyutaro could just make it to the rooftop across. Somehow he wanted you to see him.

But this what you saw, a shadow on the roof, and the two yellow eyes staring back at you, right into your very soul. The soul he wanted to possess so fucking badly.

Your breath stopped, so your feeling was not just paranoia, it was real. Every time you felt it, it was this shadow watching you.

Yellow, droopy and haunting eyes staring right at you.

You felt as if you could die on the spot, hoping it was just a bad dream. Not even able to close the window as you watched how this shadowy figure sat on top of the roof from across.

Wavy hair waving in the wind as he crouched there. "Finally you know I am there. Curious little thing and so stupid." again he spoke to himself, as he watched how shocked your cute face looked up into the sky. He cocked his head to the side.

"How fast I could kill her when she is standing there and looking with that sweet scowl in her face. Foolish baby." he muttered and chuckled to himself. And just then you closed the window....

The next day wasn't any better for you, you had this sick gut feeling something would happen.

Your thoughts always by this shadowy, grotesque figure you had seen.

But well, this was just the start.

As the good girl you were, you still did your duties, but always looking around with that irritated expression on your face.

But in the late night...there he came. Not out of the shadow, but he came to startle you.

Just the moment you put away a broom in a closet, this gut feeling came back. You were like frozen in place, not even dared to turn around.

"Look at that...stupid, stupid, little girl finally noticed me." you heard his creaky voice, you gasped in fear. Just then, you slowly wanted to turn your head.

"Nah, don't turn around, pretty angel. Not when I don't tell you to." he spoke, before he draws closer. Feeling his lean and tall frame looming over your smaller one. You stood right in his shadow that covered you.

You could smell a faint smell of blood. And it made you shiver, nearly some small tears collected in your pretty orbs. He would have love to see it, even when he would hate it. But he decided just to talk, not to touch.

And as on command you didn't turn around. Felt how he stood right behind you.

"Who are you?" the question just came out of your mouth so fast, he could listen to the fear in your voice.

"Perhaps a shadow observing you." he answered, watched how your delicate shoulders rose and fell with every breath.

"You always hide behind that shiny hair, behind this handmaiden duties. Hope no one sees you. But I do." it was like a little confession, it didn't sound so unkind how he wanted it.

You probably felt so soft, he was so twisted to want to see your suffering and yet to have this sweet smile on your lips.

"I don't want to draw attention." you replied, looking right to the shadow that was on the wall. You weren't sure if he was a monster, or if he was just a tall man.

"Oh, I know, but you can't escape from my eyes, sweet thing. You make me crazy, do you know that?" he said, stepping closer so you could feel his body heat, it was making you shift.

"The damn way you do everything so neatly, being so modest. And so fucking...good. Makes me want to destroy it..." Gyutaro meant, and at the end you could listen to the refrainment. His clawed hand reached out, wanting to touch that flawless skin.

Destroying and killing was in his nature. And yet he tried to not do it.

"And yet I won't." he added, and this was the moment he couldn't hold it back. His finger brushed away a strand of your hair. Caressing your cheek, oh you started crying he felt the wet streaks of your salty tears run down your cheek.

"And what is it what you want, when you don't want to kill me? Is it worse?" question over question.

"Oh, I love a good kill, the way that humans are just a bag of blood. How the life fades from their eyes. But I want to see more than just life fading from yours." Gyutaro made his point clearer now, himself surprised, he caught a drop of your tears, wiping it away. Surprisingly gentle.

"You watch me since months, I felt it. And now you speak in riddles. Tell me what you want?" you were so afraid and yet so curious.

"What I want, foolish girl? When I do what I want, you already would be pressed against the wall and my teeth would sink in your flesh, these are my instincts..." he said to you with a low growl and his eyes glowing in the dimly lit light. But what he truly wanted...he wanted your adoration.

"Tell me, little human. Why is that....that I want to hear you hum for me? That I don't want to rip out your throat? That it is to die for when you would look at me?" he asked, then cocking his head to the side. This was the moment when you again tried to turn your head, but he grabbed it with a splayed out hand.

"I said do not turn around." he repeated firm, not ready that you saw him quite yet. He was aware of his ugliness.

And even as a demon, he felt insecure about it, toward you. "Sorry." you whispered and trembled, felt how his fingers stroked through your locks. So silky and smooth, his eyes wandering over your hair. "Maybe this what you really want is...not just a brutal kill? I-I can hum for you." you spoke, and he could listen to the fear in your voice. What you did now, was to survive, at least for you. Although, this demon would never kill you. He felt these urges, but somehow he was strong enough to not do it. You just offered it because you were afraid.

"Hum for me? Hm? Cute, but pathetic. Let me tell you something..." he answered and he leaned in. His breath ghosting over your ear.

"I crave you, I want to devour you, but I don't want to kill you. Get under your skin, without ripping it off. I want something I don't even know that it exist for something like me. It runs so deep in my being, makes me less murderous for you." he said to you, it was a cruel confession laced with words that were too sweet for him. And then...then he finally left.

This went on for weeks, every now, and then he caught you off guard, sometimes leaving gifts for you. And what gifts were these? Well, surprisingly thoughtful, for a demon like him.

A rose, the petals white with some blood sprinkles on it from his latest victim. But the special thing about it? He removed every thorn of this rose so it wouldn't hurt you, so your delicate skin couldn't draw any blood. The thing was, what should you do about it? No one would believe you when you say a demon wanted your attention, but you didn't know what he looked like?

Although, it was not only uncomfortable. When he wanted to talk with you, always so you were facing away from him. Still not ready that you saw him, that you could take in his ugly visage.

He was convinced you would think he was unappealing. Besides this, sometimes you still trembled when he was close.

And right now he was in your room, like a predator stalking his prey. Every resource of light he blew out. So the only thing you saw were his eyes.

When you two talked, well as twisted as he was...you could gather left emotions on him. The way he, wanted to be seen, wanted to be cherished, although this was not something that a demon should want right?

Underneath that brutal exterior you could see a sad person, a lot of hate but also a lot of injustice.

Maybe he was never a saint as human, and far away from this as demon, but he...he never hurt you. Yes he looked and yearned but he never hurt you. So there was something, where this was coming from, right?

"I never see you, but you always see me." you stated then, sitting on your bed, on the edge as you felt how he knelt before it, his head laid in your lap. Oh, how he loved this warmth of your thighs, the soft skin his fingers dug in. He took a hand of you, wanted a soothing touch of you against his head and hair. This is what he had seen by other human couples. He wanted it.

"There is no point in seeing me." he answered you, your fingers went through his hair.

It was like you would caress a wild predator and hoped it wouldn't bite off your hand. But behind all of that, a monster that was made to it. That barely could remember any humanity left. And yet he found it when he was with you to a certain degree.

"Well, there is one. You are the only one that sees me, really me. Maybe I just want to know who is looking at me. It would be a fair point, wouldn't it?" you asked him, still careful, but you managed to figure out how to talk with him.

"You don't even need to discuss this with me. Just keep doing your thing here, before I leave." he spoke to you, pushing his head more into your head. He seemed more depressed than usual. Less bloodthirsty.

"I-what is it what makes your heart heavy?" you then asked, brave enough to finally do, your fingers messaging his scalp as you felt how his large hands splayed out on the sides of your thighs. Before his grip went tighter. He was so conflicted.

"Gyutaro?" you spoke his name, it nearly hurt him. He liked you, really did, and he hated everything about it. He felt as he would get lost in something he couldn't control nor could he destroy.

"While you are being so soft, so pretty, have this sweet smile.... I have these jaws, crushing anyone who comes my way." he said before he let out an irritated chuckle because of his twisted nature. Nails dug in our skin, but not hard enough to draw blood.

"You did not crush me." you replied faster than you wanted, even for you, it was weird.

You never wanted to be seen, and yet he saw you, and it felt...good, actually. Maybe not healthy because of his obsession. But someone who saw you and was honest from the start with you.

"Come on...show me, show me your pretty white jaws." you whispered, your voice innocent, yearning for a reveal so lovingly. Did he deserve to get treated so tender? Probably not. And then you felt him shift from your lap. Hands still on your thighs, he was still so large even when he knelt, and you sat on the bed, on eyesight with you. You could feel the breath from him on your skin.

"Jaws bite, they tear apart. I don't want to tear you apart." he said to you, simply being honest with himself now. He did not want to see you hurt. Not from him. Although his nature forbid that. He simply forgot he was more than just a demon. More than an upper moon rank. Underneath of all that blood, there was a soul. Just a glimpse of it. And he was reminded so painfully of it. He deserved to go to hell, although he did not regret for killing people. Taking innocent lives. But he regrets being a gruesome monster that could tear the one girl apart he wanted so bad.

You then took a deep breath, it was new for you, these things. Your small hands found the way to the shape of his face. Delicate fingers stroking over his skin. Nearly making him turn away. Still everything was dark, the only thing you always clearly saw were his eyes.

"Jaws...are sharp. But they don't have to bite when they don't want." your voice ringed in his ear. Made him stop for a moment to consider to leave.

You pulled his face just a little closer. "You are indeed stupid, aren't you? I am a demon, girl. I take what I want, not caring for feelings." he said to you, but he did not pull away. As if he wanted to make you to stop, for your sake.

"When you wouldn't care, would you not already just let me see you, before you take what you want? You care...in your way. I don't say it's good, but underneath all of that...there isn't just blood and gore." your words sounded so nice, made his breath just hitch a little.

"The line between delicate and harsh aren't always that big, even when you got these jaws." you added then and leaned in. Your soft lips brushing against his.

"Show me then where the delicate starts and the harsh stops." he whispered, yearning for this moment so long now.

Before you kissed him in the dark. And it took him a good moment to realize. This time it was the demon who jumped nearly out of his skin. Not used to a gentle behavior towards him. Just a second, he allowed himself to feel this. Your soft lips against his, kissing him, although you were shaking. Out of fear, out of feeling? Probably both, it was creepy, but it was unique.

After this moment...it was like he was consumed. As he always wanted to consume you. Lips getting harsher, sloppier. Hands of him grabbing your waist. Before he pinned you in speed down the bed, hovering over you.

You heard a growl before he captured your lips again. Hungry and starving, for love no one ever showed him until now.

"Gyutaro." you let out, although you felt his hand on your throat then, creeping up, squeezing gently. It was not like he wanted to go far, not even knowing what he did. Not aware how consumed he was. Differently than before.

The other large hand of him grabbed your wrist, pinned it down on the bed. So helpless, so soft. All his, finally his. All he did was going after instinct now. "So pretty... just feeling you." he murmured, squeezing your throat tighter, earning a helpless gasp from you.

Your free hand that wasn't pinned grabbed his wrist, is iron grip around your neck, was too tight. "Gyu-" you tried to say. And this was just the moment when he noticed what happened, he choked you so much he stopped your breathing. So all consumed and taking, he didn't realize.

And this was a moment...a moment he shattered by the fact he hurt you. He always resists doing this, but now? This kiss, you granted him...and he destroyed it. For him, a testament that a monster like him couldn't change. Even things he didn't want to destroy would have been slipping through his hands.

With quick movements, he let you go out of his grasp. And before you could say anything, he was gone...

He was always the one who lost, lost his life, lost his feeling, lost his control and now losing the one thing he wanted to keep so badly. Just because he couldn't comprehend. After this moment...you didn't see him for a long time.

Gyutaro decided it was best, before he even would kill you. It was sad, more than that, actually.

Making him angry. Twisted and cursed was his being...

So pure made him want to tear you apart, and the other made him want to caress your soft skin. Drying salty tears from your cheeks.

Weeks went over, many weeks you missed him in some way. Aware that this what happened didn't happened because he wanted to choke you, more because he just didn't know how to handle it. You saw a person under this, and you were sad because if this person under the demon. The man he had been. Although he was gruff, actually more than that, ready to draw blood, but he was still a person.

Right now, you were outside, walking down an alley for some errands. Although it was quite late for that. And of course something happened, a group of men, starting to follow you. No matter how much you had tried to hide yourself, they were men. They didn't care how you look or who you were, they wanted to do something bad.

And when you were around the next corner...you cried for help.

"Please..." laying on the ground, being pushed against the wall with your back. Already a fist had landed in your pretty face.

"Yeah, go on, girl. Beg us, hm?" one of them said to you while the other one hold your legs down. Your heart pounding, feeling actually lost and this time the fear you felt...it was shattering, when you met Gyutaro a real monster, you were afraid too, but just because it was a normal reaction to the unknown. This time? This was anxiety on a level, you would rather die then to endure this. Your limbs tried to break free, as one of the men opened your kimono, baring your torso to their amusement. Torment you, when they degraded you. Salty tears streamed down your face.

"Such a pretty face, with even more pretty assesses." one of them said to you, and you heard how he opened his pants. Crying and trying to break free.

It was heartbreaking to listen to the way you were hold down.

But before anything further could happen, you heard a slash and then felt a warm fluid rain on you.

A tall figure throwing the men on your right away with ease, against the next wall, this man died on the spot with a broken skull.

Before the last man could run away, a scythe ended his life, with an easy slice through his torso, splitting him apart. You sat there against the wall, clothes torn apart. And your big eyes watched the scene with horror. What you saw was Gyutaro, finally seeing him, fully him in the lights of a streetlamp. Seeing his bony structure, the black blotches on his face and body.

He had withdrawn from you that one time. Afraid he could hurt you...you weren't even able to say anything. Still so in shock after the events.

He couldn't let this happened, when he heard your cries for help, your voice. The way your tears streamed down your face. No matter how twisted he was...for you now he would kill, and he didn't kill for humans. Just for you.

He came closer, he saw your torn open kimono, decided to grab the fabric and tug it gently back into place. The blood sprinkled on your face...and this was the moment where it broke you.

You started crying and sobbing. Too much going on. Arms of you threw around him as you hid your face in his chest. "No one draws breath again, when they touch you. Not as long as I exist." he then said, insecure a hand of him laid against the back of your head.

"I am sorry."he added, probably more because of this what he had done, when he had choked you that one time, obsessing over you. Even when he couldn't help it. But for you, in your eyes, this demon was still more human than actual people were. He saw you, when others don't.

He drew away because he didn't want anything bad to happen to you, turned against his twisted nature for once. And yet he came back to kill for you. You just shook your head, pressed your face more against him. You saw him now, and no matter how grotesque and ugly he thought he looked, for you, it was now the face that saved your life. That saved you from being an empty shell, after these men would have committed a crime to you. Who ever knows if you hadn't ended up dead.

This was the start, of a relationship, rather you, nor he really would understand. But alone, the way you clung to him now. Made him forget about the insecurity that you saw him.

"Don't be sorry. Not for that." you said your voice breaking a little, you wanted to say more, but you couldn't for now, needed to take in what had happened first.

He then gently picked you, like the fragile little thing you were. Probably you were the safest girl in the world now. No one could harm you, when Gyutaro was the one loving you, no matter how twisted and obsessed it was. You were his priority.

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anomaly-hivemind · 3 months ago

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Delulu is the Solulu ☆ Gyutaro x Reader | Kinktober Day 28

Summary: He loves me... he loves me not, oh who am I kidding of course he loves me~

Word Count: 2015

Tags: voyeurism, mutual masturbation, obsession, mentions of death, rough sex, stalking, possessive, yandere x yandere,

You were reading the love letters to your secret admirer, you had been getting a lot of them and it always brought a smile to your face. The one you were currently reading a poem they had made for you.

I want to feel your skin,

The way lovers do.

Caress your hair as If it were mine

See the world in your eyes

Smell your love from miles away so I could never forget it.

I want to feel your skin,

More than just the surface.

Taste the flavor of your bones

Dig deep into you blood

Infiltrate your nervous system so that I could feel you like no other.l

I want to feel your skin,

Like always you would.

Trail my hands as if they were yours

Take your last breath

Wear your life as if it's my final decision just so I could make people smile the way you do.

I need to feel your skin,

Even if you're no more.

Drink your essence until I choke

Gagging up biles of your heart

Pouring out the metallic red on my eyes so I can see nothing but you.

I need to feel your skin,

Even if I have to take it.

Peel the layers back until you squeal

Sculpt you down because only I can paint you in this light.

I'll Write you down in my blood for that would make it useful.

I need to feel you skin,

I need You.

They must really be in love with you if this is the type of thing they send to you; you let out a content sigh. You as you fall down onto your bed. You reread the letter over and over again as you think up anything that could get you going, conjuring up fantasies of what you would do if you got your hands on your secret admirer. It's been a whole month since you started to get these written notes, and a few months before that, you found a bunch of your stuff going missing, like your bras and panties. It had crossed your mind that your admirer and your clothes thief were one and the same, but it never bothered you; in fact, it brought a heat between your legs and a flutter to your heart. You didn’t even catch yourself when you fell asleep, the letter still in your hand.

Your admirer was watching you from one of your windows, their smile growing when they noticed that you fell asleep. You hand over the letter that he had placed in your home while you weren't there. He moved to your back window, which had a faulty lock, thanks to his handiwork, and crawled inside your home. Once he was inside, he wasted no time walking into your room. He wished that he could have gotten to see you when you had first seen the letter but he was busy getting rid of some trash you had accumulated at your workplace. It was only some guy who was flirting with you; no one would miss him anyway.

He watches you shift in your sleep, a flutter in his chest when he looks at you, thinking it is finally time for him to claim you as his. He runs a cold hand and has your skin caressing you gently and waiting for you to stir. He crawls onto your bed. Lying beside you and staring at you while sleeping. You feel a warmth covering your body, assuming that you had subconsciously put your covers around YouTube, and then you feel the faint fanning of breathing on your face. It causes you to start to wake up to see what this is. When you open your eyes, you get started wondering why; there was a man, who you didn't know, in your bed watching you sleep. You both jump back and just stare at each other.

“Who the fuck are you!” You throw a pillow at his face and watch him stumble back on the bed, almost falling off of it.

“Who do you think it is?” He makes no attempt to hide the fact that he was some random person in your house. But then it clicked that this wasn't just any stranger or creep, this was your stalker.

You looked him up and down, taking in his black hair with green highlights, his grayish skin, and the blotches on his skin. He had tired eyes, and they were staring at you. He was also taking in your body and the casual clothes that you had been wearing before you got into bed. A smile creeps its way up your face before you speak.

“What’s your name, stalker?” You crawled back into your bed and looked up at him, holding another pillow just in case he had any negative intentions, but you doubted that, knowing that your admirer had a thing for you. You looked down at the letter you had received when you got home, which was clearly a declaration of love, just like the other ones were.

“You really want to know, you're not scared at all?” you keep staring at him, you couldn't help but think he was attractive in his own right and you couldn't be more excited to finally see your man in person for the first time. You give him a couple of eager nods and wait for him to give you his name.

“Please tell me, I need to know my admirer's name, you've been occupying my fantasies for months now.“ you rub your thighs together, feeling the heat you did before you fell asleep.

“Gyutaro,” his eyes drift down to you, rubbing your legs together, and he licks his lips. You test his name on your tongue.

“Well, I hope you came here for a specific reason, Gyutaro” you asked him while still rubbing your legs together.

“Oh, I definitely came here for a reason.” You watched his hand go down his pants, groping his cock through his pants. It was the only confirmation you needed from him, and you knew exactly what he wanted to see.

You lay back on the bed, shimming your way out of your pants, your eyes never leaving Gyutaro. Both of you are looking at each other. As you slowly move your hands down your body and between your legs. You let out a soft sigh as you bring your hand into your pants to start to touch your pussy. You watch as Gyutaro does the same with his pants and fishes his cock out of them in order to actually stroke himself. While also giving you a show, your eyes were glowering at his cock as it swayed with his hand movement. You find it hypnotic, and it is turning you even more, you can actually feel yourself getting wetter as you finger yourself.

You try to match his pace, imaging that he was the one fucking you as you pump your fingers inside your walls. You let out moans that you didn't try to hide and looked into his eyes with love and desire as if you had been waiting for this very moment for years. Gyutaro has been inching closer to you every once in a while as he continued to jerk himself off, his facial expression seemingly torn between watching you and trying not to bust quickly that he was in front of you for real and not between a glass or closet door watching you instead.

“Please move closer.” You let out a whine as you fully take off your underwear and sloppily work to get naked for him. He follows suit and strips out of his clothes and then crawls onto the bed and gets between your legs before resuming his movement of jacking on, now with a much better and more intimate view of you. Pushing your fingers back down, you tease your clit while stretching out your walls so you can take him. That is exactly what you were planning in your head for him to do.

“Move your hand” His hips were almost flushed against yours, and his cock was right over your working hand as you both pictured was next to come.

You do as he tells you to and move your wet hand, and he takes it and brings it to his mouth, you can feel his sharp teeth brush against your fingertips. He licked your juices off your hand before letting you push his cock inside of you. A loud collision of sound escapes your lips as he bottoms out into your welcoming entrance. All of it feels better than you could have ever imagined, which you definitely have imagined. You sit up to pull him down a bit and to hold on to him but he moves quicker to hold you in place.

“I want to see the look on your face when you cum.” he tells you, and you nod again, a bit of panting feels like the only sound you can make as he starts to move at a fast pace. It gives you no time to get used to him being in you, and you can’t complain because you are so overcome with joy.

You let yourself be taken away into the pleasure gates as he fucked you like there was no tomorrow and that no one else could ever matter, and that’s all you could ever ask for. You were melting, your walls clenching and unclenching around his cock that was pistoning into you roughly. He was holding you down, biting your skin, huffing, puffing, and muttering claims over you. A tear ran down your eyes, and it was from how much you were enjoying every second of this intersection. You wondered what would happen after this moment you shared. Will you both start dating? He could move in with you, hope he’s thought about marriage; is he the reason people you don't like keep going missing? All those things would pop up in your head after he would thrust into you.

"Give me everything," I moaned, my voice low and husky with desire. "Fill me with your seed, Gyutaro. I want to feel you deep inside me, claiming me as yours.” It was the first important thing you thought about asking him.

“I plan on it.” he gives you the reassurance that you crave, and his hip movement becomes more erratic, his groans and moans more present. You know you are about to cum and that he was the only man that could possibly make you feel the way you do right now because he knows you so well. You know that he's perfect in every way, and nothing he does could make you love him any less, he's the one, and you'll both see to it that everyone who crosses your path knows it.

You wrap your legs around his hips and try to meet his thrust; he tightens his grip on your hips, his fingernails digging into your skin, causing you to let out a whimper, even if you don't want him to stop, in your face, you want what he can give you and then some. You grip his hair with a force that causes him to let out a moan, and you move in haste to eat up, bringing his lips against yours. Gyutaro was basically sucking your face, and you were doing the same back to him, you kissed messy and aggressively, and it was sure to leave your lips swollen. You bite his tongue, drawing a bit of blood, he lets out a hiss before pulling back, and being able to taste him that way causes a bright smile on your face as you savor the faint taste.

You both fall into the fiery depth of orgasms, and your bodies move flush together; Gyutaro makes sure to watch your face contort as he causes you pleasure and fills you with his essence. You were all his, and he would kill for you just to prove it.

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wildandsmile · 1 year ago

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Can you do upper moons with a bratty reader like if they doesn’t get what they wants they act out ? (Nsfw pls) btw I love your writings.

𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓬𝔂

Tw: Blood

Kinks: f-reviving, overstim, figuring, exhibitionsm, name calling, brat taming, cock sleeve, thigh riding, impact play, brush play, knife play, Dom Gyutaro (for once)

Word Count: 1.8k

Note: I appreciate the compliment and the suggestion, so I hope you enjoy this

Come back for Hantengu, Nakime,Daki and Kaigaku

Enjoy!

Kokushibo

Maintains a predominantly quiet demeanor, prompting you to playfully provoke him during your joint missions in order to coax him into conversation.

Most often, it proves ineffective, prompting your resourceful nature to explore alternative approaches, sometimes inadvertently exposing your cover or even unnecessarily harming a human or two.

You anticipated provoking a reaction from him, yet he chose to maintain his silence, unaffected.

Unbeknownst to you, he was meticulously tallying each minor error you had committed throughout the evening.

As you at last return to the estate, you sense his hands enveloping the back of your neck, his voice a hushed murmur, "Now that we've returned, it’s time for your punishment."

You whimpered, "Koku no more, no more pls" as your trembling hands tried to push him away from your now overstimulated clit, but he was letting up; he'd been at it for hours. At first, he'd made you look him in the eyes while he licked long laps across your slicked folds, but when he realized that was too much for you to handle, he decided to be a little nice He continues, "Come on darling, don't tell me that I've already fucked you stupid on my tongue" as he glides his mouth over your dripping cunt, making you flinch from the sensation of his hot breath against your cunt. As you groan and writhe on the bed, "Pls Koku pls" comes out of your mouth, and Kokushibo promptly stops you by pushing your hips into the mattress with one hand and bringing down hard with the other to spank your ass. Kokushibo says, "Come now darling don't be bratty just tell daddy what you want." You resist at first, but then you hide your eyes with your arm and give in. "Please koku, please just fuck me already," you beg, as he plants a kiss on your thigh, followed by a hasty "If that's what you want, darling."

Doma

Was a little different in his approach to dealing with your spoiled behavior, which consisted mostly of embarrassing you at the upper moon meetings

Typically, the two of you would assume positions on opposite sides, but whenever you displayed misbehavior or didn't provide the desired level of attention he wanted , he would promptly position you right beside him.

Initially, you didn't perceive these occurrences as problematic, assuming he would overlook your attitude, but your assumption couldn't have been further from the truth.

The instant Muzan appeared, silence blanketed the room. Sensing the opportunity, Doma deftly exploited the moment, discreetly slipping his hand into your dress.

You try to stifle a moan as you say, "Doma, please stop—we're having a meeting right now." Despite your pleading, he pumps his fingers deep inside you, curling them each time they touch your sweet spot. You started to respond, but Doma's thumb found your swollen clit and began rubbing sloppy circles, prompting you to grab on to his thigh for support. "You shouldn't be worried about me sweetheart, you should be focused on Lord Muzan," he says with a sadistic grin covering his face. You looked Doma straight in the eyes and pleaded, "Doma pls, stop I'm about to cum." But you had no idea that your pathetic expression and crocodile tears were only making Doma more enthusiastic. Finally, the conference is over, and Doma pulls you up into him roughly; upon standing, you tumble into his arms, at which point he bursts out laughing. His figure is covered in your juices, and he displays them to you while saying, "You know for such a bratty girl you sure fall apart like a dirty slut," and then he licks his palm clean and adds, "You know this is just the start of your punishment right sweetheart."

Akaza

Dedicated to continuous training, striving to overcome the Upper Moon One, Kokushibo, alongside the Hashiras.

Often, when you were seeking emotional reassurance or craving attention, it seemed elusive, leading to moments of emotional turmoil prompting your occasional acting out.

Primarily, you would engage in playful teasing during his workout sessions. Whenever he initiated his routine, you'd position yourself nearby, playfully bending and assuming various poses, catching his gaze and providing him with quite the view.

But what really got under his skin was hearing you groan while stretching, saying things like, "O these feels so good" or "I wish I had something that would stretch me out better."

Akaza, possessing zero tolerance for impudence, promptly halted his training. Striding over to you, he swiftly lifted you and carried you to his weightlifting area. Settling down, he positioned you on his muscular thigh, his strength and presence palpable.

You had been sitting on Akaza's thigh for some time after he encouraged you to "earn" his attention if you wanted it. You've spent the entire day craving an ogasm, and now you're dragging your clothed cunt across his flexed thigh to get it. Every time you felt that knot from within your stomach, you would start thrusting, basically humping his leg, and your cunt was throbbing and your clit was all nice and puffy, but this wasn't enough. You decide you need more and work your way down Akaza's thigh to his hard cock, but just as you're about to start touching it, he lets out a long groan and says, "Didn't I tell you that you had to earn this cock, you dirty slut?" You try to protest, but he stops you with a hard slap on the ass. Akaza says with a deep groan, "Brats like you don't get to talk back is that understood." You let out a small yes and go back to trying to make yourself cum by humping his thigh, but he finally had enough of your feeble attempts and bent you over his work table, ripped your pants off, and said, " I guess I'll have to fuck you silly like the brat you are since you can't even make yourself cum properly.”

Gyokko

Similar to Akaza, Gyokko remained unwaveringly dedicated to his tasks. When not engrossed in his work, his attention was invariably directed towards Lord Muzan.

Describing your relationship as more akin to that of a master and a devoted companion is a more accurate portrayal than labeling it as a romantic bond.

Typically, this would trigger your bratty behavior; however, unlike the other Upper Moons, it was notably effortless to provoke a reaction from him.

You'd frequently locate him in his chamber, engrossed in creating new artwork. To playfully ruffle his feathers, you'd comment on his latest piece, suggesting it was exceptionally impressive or innovative.

This would lead to a hint of frustration, prompting him to restart. However, your antics wouldn't end there; you'd venture into his collection, identifying something seemingly new, only to critique it with remarks like "It was an eyesore" or "Breaking it was a favor—it was painfully ugly." This chain of actions often culminated in pushing him to his breaking point.

In no time, you found yourself forcefully propelled onto the bed, and in that very instant, a sense of anticipation gripped you, indicating that you were in for an intense encounter.

Gokkyo warns you not to move lest he "mess up" as he runs the long brush across your tender nubs: "Stand still if you keep moving I'll mess it up." Because you ruined his painting, Gokkyo decided to use you as a canvas. Naked, you watched as he dragged the brushes across your icy flesh. It was causing your cunt to throb so much that you tried to close your legs together, but Gokkyo swiftly spread them out and pressed you even deeper into the mattress with his hand. By this time, you were writhing in pain from the combination of the brushing and Gokkyo's cold hand on your naked body, so he eventually dragged the brush down to your aching cunt and flipped it over to the dull side to massage your clit. You can hear him saying, "This is what you wanted right, for me to give this naught cunt some attention right" as he presses the brush firmly against your clit and begins to flick it up and down on his brush. You started to want more, so you clung to his forearm and moaned gently. Please elaborate. After quickly extracting his cock and aligning it with your soaping moist hole, Gyokko leaned in and murmured something in your ear. “Since you're not fit for artistic purposes, I'll just use you as a filthy cock sleeve.”

Gyutaro

Gyutaro diverged slightly from the other Upper Moons in his perspective. To him, the term "brat" signified an irritating child, making it challenging for him to perceive you in that light.

He consistently presumed your behavior was a result of a passing mood swing or that he might have inadvertently provoked your anger.

During a meeting of the Upper Moons, Doma initiated a discussion about his partner's mischievous behavior, referring to them as a "brat."

As Gyutaro listened to Doma's words, a transformation occurred within his mindset. Gradually, a growing anger took hold of him. He realized that you had been purposely avoiding him, refraining from his touch as part of your playful strategy to act out and grab his attention.

All you needed to do was express your desire; he found it impossible to refuse someone as beautiful as you. The realization that he had been contemplating seeking Daki's assistance in this situation only intensified his anger.

Gyutaro snatched you away from his sister the moment he returned from the meeting and hurried you into your shared bedroom. It didn't take long for you to freeze up after hearing Gyutaro exclaim, "This is what you wanted right to get punished to be pounded by my cock" as he licked the nape of your neck. And lucky for you, Gyutaro was enjoying watching your gorgeous eyes water and your hips try to stop bucking since you didn't want to cut yourself on his sickle. He warns, "You better stop moving, princess, or I might just cut you" as he draws a thin line of blood from your thigh with the blade of his knife. Gyutaro had never felt so hot in his life; ordinarily, you would be the one on top of his, but while the two of you were going at it, your stunning good looks and flawless physique were enough to render him helpless. So now that he had you where he wanted you, he had no intention of letting you go. Gyutaro whispers to you as he licks your hot tears from your cheeks, "Hehe you know princess you look a pretty when cry and you look even better when my hands are around your throat." His hands wrap neatly around your neck, gripping it just tight enough to where you could breathe if you worked hard enough. Your moaning was the result of Gyutaro ripping your clothing off with his sickle, quickly aligning his cock with your cunt, and then slamming his entire cock within. “Now that I have you here, Princess, I might as well make you as hideous as me, heh heh.”

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greensimp · 2 years ago

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Gyutaro x Reader:

He nearly kills you. Regrets it immediately.

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Canon!Gyutaro x gn!Reader

WC: 1.9k

Warnings: violence, angst, threats of violence, vulgar language

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You scoff and glare up at your partner with annoyance.

“Gyutaro, it’s not a big deal!”

The demon you’re arguing with stands above you, a frustrated scowl painting his features. Bringing a hand up to the side of his face, he growled and began scratching at himself.

“Yes it is, damnit! Do you realize how fucking dangerous that was?! What if I wasn’t around to get you away from there?!”

You balled your fists and stomped your foot childishly, indignation evident in your stance.

“I didn’t need your help! I was fine on my own! I’ve survived on my own a lot longer that I’ve had you around!”

Anger bubbled up in Gyutaro’s chest at your infuriating naivety. This wasn’t some stroll you took a little way outside of Yoshiwara. The little stunt you pulled tonight could have ended your life.

What did you do?

You left his territory entirely. The only reason he knew about it was because he spotted you speaking to an unfamiliar man from the shadows hours before. It wasn’t unlike you to socialize with strangers, but Gyutaro knew from the start that something about him wasn’t “genuine.”

So he stalked you. He stalked you until that man led you so far away from the Kyogoku house that only the quiet noises of the forest could be heard.

What the hell were you thinking?

If it wasn’t obvious before, it was now. This lowly demon was luring you to his feeding grounds. Gyutaro could read the overzealous and smug confidence all over the worm’s face. Despite smelling him and Daki’s scent, he thought he could pick off a couple humans for himself.

Unfortunately for this little bug, he couldn’t have chosen a worse human to prey upon.

When it was apparent that the demon was about to make its move, it turned around and froze, practically pissing himself as the kanji-filled eyes of Upper Moon Six bored down upon him from behind the human he lured. You were confused at first before turning around to see what he was so scared of.

Oh.

“Goin’ somewhere? Y’know, its rude to be taking off with other people’s things, cretin.”

The pathetic demon tried to shake his hands in front of him and scurry away.

“I-I’m so s-sorry sir, I d-didn’t know this one w-was y-“

He couldn’t even finish his sentence before a hand wrapped itself around his mouth and jaw, crushing it in painfully.

“I don’t recall asking for your pathetic apology, whelp.”

Neither you or the demon saw Gyutaro move. It was like he was behind you one moment, then crushing the demon’s face the next.

He was pissed. Blindingly so.

You winced as a disgusting cracking sound reverberated through the forest. Gyutaro had drove the demon’s head so far into the ground that it made a crater. It wouldn’t be regenerating from that by sunrise.

Your legs felt weak as you stared at the blood. Then, Gyutaro rose to his feet and turned to you, his normal scowl now clearly on edge and splattered with blood.

“We’re going home. Now.”

…

You may have survived all this time, but you also had your beauty and luck on your side. Gyutaro had neither. He wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t born yesterday. You’re too comfortable with the knowledge of demons existing. You’re not cautious enough.

The room became deadly silent.

His scratching and growling ceased, with the only sounds being the ever-hastening blood rushing through your ears.

Your nerves were on edge, Gyutaro’s sudden silence freaking you out more than his display of anger earlier.

“Gyutaro…?”

He didn’t reply right away, only slowly and deliberately lowering his arm to his side.

You furrowed your brows and huffed.

“Oh, so now I’m getting the silent treatment?”

You were about to continue provoking him until you saw the veins and flesh under the skin of his forearms begin to writhe and pulse. You took a step back, now suddenly nervous.

“H-hey, what’re you doing?”

“I don’t think you understand how much danger you’re in right now.”

Two growths began emerging from Gyutaro’s hands.

“W-what do you mean?!”

Another step back, but this time, Gyutaro mirrored you with a step forward.

“You think this a world where you can just walk around and trust anyone you meet? There are things out there. Things much scarier than me. And you think you can just throw yourself out there for them to take you from me?”

The writhing flesh in his hands now took the distinct shape of... sickles?

The weight of the situation now dawned on you. Your eyes slowly widened in raw fear as he took another firm step your way. Your breath faltered, your fight or flight response automatically causing you to freeze, despite wanting to run.

His vision was blurred with rage, he didn’t care that you were terrified of him in that moment. The only thing going through his mind was that he needed to instill the fear of demons in you that you needed. You needed to know that things like him are hiding a side of themselves that only doomed humans ever get to see.

He loves you too much to let you die.

You finally gained control of your legs (barely). Of course, the second you tried to stumble backwards, you slipped and fell straight on your ass. Still, you desperately scoot yourself back, whimpering and breathing heavily as he menacingly stepped closer to you.

“I-I’m sorry Gyu! P-please don’t hurt me!”

Your pleas didn’t get though to him. He was in fight mode. His only instinct being to protect the people he loves. It just so happened that his instincts were being a bit counterproductive.

You squeaked when your back hit the wall.

Your pupils dilated and tears fell from your eyes. You barely recognized the monster in front of you. It was like the gentle giant you fell in love with traded bodies with a pure evil.

Whatever point he wanted to get across to you, it worked.

Oh. It worked.

A razor sharp point prodded at you under your chin tauntingly. A sickening, wretched giggle came from his throat.

You felt your heart jump in your throat as you stared death in the eyes.

“Do you understand, now? Do you fear, death? I bet you do, love.”

Laughter followed his taunts as he pressed the blade deeper.

“BROTHER! WHAT’RE YOU DOING?!”

A feminine voice practically screeched from the doorway.

As if someone flipped a switch, Gyutaro’s tunnel vision cleared. The fog of anger and spite dissipated into painful clarity.

His sickening grin fell instantly, confusion flooding his mind as to why you were looking at him like a cornered animal.

Then, his stomach practically dropped to the floor when he realized what he was holding to your throat.

He jerked his sickle back and trembled, his eyes widening in horror at what he’d done to you.

If he had broken your skin… it would have certainly cut your life short. The poison that laces his blades is thousands of times more potent than the deadliest snakes of the world.

You brought a hand to your throat and sobbed, falling to your side.

He just stared at his sickle and shook, stepping away from you.

He didn’t even notice Daki darting past him to get to you.

“Why did you do that, brother?!”

His eyes snapped to his sister’s scathing glare.

“I-I-“

Another step back.

He almost killed you.

He’s pathetic.

He’s worthless.

He doesn’t deserve you.

You’re scared of him now.

You got what you wanted, Gyutaro. Now they’re scared of you.

Now they hate you.

Before Daki could yell at him again, he darted out of the room.

…

Even Daki couldn’t find Gyutaro for hours. She’s never seen her brother shaken up this bad and she had no idea what to do. When you told what happened, she sort of flipped at your stupidity, too. Although not as… murder-y. She understood why Gyutaro would be cross with you, but she was still surprised that he’s go so far as to traumatize you. She knew better than anyone that he’d never even dream of killing you.

She brought you some food and water before setting out into the night to find Gyutaro again, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Now that you’d calmed down, the hurt finally sunk in. Why would he do this? Did he really love you? If Daki hadn’t interrupted… would he have truly done it.

His maniacal laughter played in your mind like a broken record, causing you to cringe and shiver. The mouth that had uttered such sweet words to you… used to taunt you. To make you feel like prey.

A small creak in the doorway caused you to jump in your skin. You were still very on edge.

And the figure in it did not help to calm you.

Gyutaro’s face was shrouded in shadow, his mouth in a pursed frown.

The air grew thick with tension as he just stood there.

Then, he took a small step in, which had you involuntarily jump backwards in fear.

Your reaction to his presence made his chest feel tight. Guilt practically strangled him by the neck. He wanted you to be afraid of demons… not him.

But he is a demon.

A pathetic, filthy demon.

When he took another step into the room, something caught your eye that made your breath hitch.

In the light of the oil lamps in your room, a faint sheen of wetness trailed down Gyutaro’s cheek.

Was…

Was he crying?

You’d never seen him so much as sniffle, let alone cry.

You finally feel the guilt oozing from him, your stomach sinking.

Before you could speak, he collapsed to his knees and stared at you through misty eyes. You noticed a slight tremble in them.

“I- I’m so sorry-“

He’s pathetic.

He took a deep, shaky breath and let out the most sorrowful wail you’ve ever heard from a creature. He hunched over, bringing his hands to the sides of face and digging his nails into the skin.

“FORGIVE ME”

Pathetic. Worthless.

You just stared in complete awe at the heaving man in front of you. The display of vulnerability had your heart in a vice grip, whatever apprehension you held for Gyutaro fleeing your conscious like a gust of wind.

He was a broken man.

He was at your mercy.

He was groveling to you.

A pair of arms squeezing his head paused his crying. The warmth of your embrace came as an utter shock.

“I understand, Gyutaro. And… I do fear death.”

You echoed his words from earlier in a wobbly tone.

You fluttered your eyes shut and squeezed him to your chest.

“I’m scared of demons. That much is true.”

A single tear fell from your eye and you hiccuped.

“But…”

Memories of Gyutaro holding you in his arms during a firework display, memories him lovingly petting your hair as you snuggle into him, memories of him making love to you, all flowed through your head.

What you saw earlier wasn’t your Gyutaro.

“I could never stay afraid of you.”

Gyutaro’s breath hitched as your words pierced his heart.

He really didn’t deserve you.

Here you are, just forgiving him after he tried to kill you only hours before.

He sobbed and squeezed his eyes shut before wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his head into your stomach.

He didn’t deserve you.

But somehow…

He still has you.

And he’s never letting go.

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animekpopsimp · 2 years ago

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The Upper Moons With A Demon Child Reader (Platonic)

Kokushibo

Kokushibo often doesn't interact with any other demons, as long as they're useful to Muzan

But when it comes to you, he does take a slight interest in you

He tells himself it's just because you're so young, even younger than Daki

But deep down, he starts to have a weird feeling inside of him

He finds himself spending more time with you, and the other upper moons start to notice as well

Kokushibo doesn't say much, but he silently grows fond of you, no that he would ever admit that out loud

He'll offer to train with you on occasion, which he secretly enjoys

You grow fond of him, seeing him as a father figure

He even believes that you could become an upper moon someday

Douma

When he first meets you, Douma is very enthusiastic

He acts very childishly most of the time, but around you, it's ten times worse

He quickly befriends you, often taking you to his domain

He'll even share food with you, saying you're so cute that you deserve it

He kind of treats you as a younger sibling, and though you're weary of him at first you slowly grow close to him

He encourages you to get stronger, excited to see you become an upper moon like him

Douma keeps a close eye on you when he can, and though he won't say it out loud, he is worried about your safety

He's even killed demon slayers who had been targeting you once without you noticing

He may be eccentric, but Dauma genuinely wants to see you excel

Akaza

Akaza is surprised to meet you

He knew Daki was young when she became a demon, but you were even younger

You instantly take a liking to him, and he does as well

He likes to fight, and you love sparing with him as well

He kind of adopts you as his younger sister

He and Douma often fight over who gets to spend time with you, which only makes Akaza like him less

He tries to get you to stay away from Douma, but can't really stop you most of the time

Akaza always encourages you to grow stronger

He's very sweet around you

Gyutaro/Daki

Daki finds you adorable

She finds herself wanting to protect you like her brother does for her

She'll sit with you and do your hair and makeup, she just loves spending time with you

Gyutaro is hesitant at first, but he grows close to you with encouragement from his sister

They both feel the need to protect you since you remind them of themselves when they were younger

You often visit the entertainment district to spend time with them

Daki will even share food with you

They basically adopt you as part of their family

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justagamerandaweeb · 10 months ago

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Peer Pressure - Modern AU! Gyutaro x Reader

There isn't a lot of writing for this sexy MF. And seeing that I've only made a smut with this dude once, why not give him another one?

Art by @rasshu-benaio, divider by @mikeykuns, And MDNI banner by @roseschoices

The following smut includes: sex (duh), choking, blowjob, cum swallowing, rough sex, usage of aphrodisiacs, drugged sex, dry humping, doggystyle, missionary, nipple sucking, slight degradation, a lot of f-bombs (thanks to Gyutaro's vocab), female ejaculation, and ass smacking.

Gyutaro puts his car in park as he looks at you and says, "I can't believe you dragged me to be here." You pat his arm as you responded to him, "Come on, it'll be fun! Besides, you need to get out more." You unbuckled the seatbelt, and got out of the car. "Yeah, if you consider talking to people you don't know, getting drunk, and regretting your choices the next day fun."

"And that, my friend, is the best part about college parties." You said, having a puerile smile on your face. He scoffs as he follows you to the front door of the big house that was owned by Michikatsu, and rung the doorbell. You both waited for the door open, and then heard the sound of the lockset unlocking, and the door opened.

It was Kaigaku who opened the door, wearing a onyx colored jacket with a black shirt under it and black ripped jeans. "Oh shit, hey guys! I didn't think you two would show up." He said, a little stupefied that you both actually came. "That's what I had in mind, but this rat insisted that we go." He said, pointing directly down at you.

"Hey! You hush, you praying mantis! All you do is stay in your dorm and play video games! You clearly don't have anything better to do." You clapped back at him, unaware that he was about to slap you on the back of your head. Kaigaku chuckles as he comments, "Well, at least y'all here now. Come inside, we got food, drinks, and some games we're about to play." He walked upstairs as Gyutaro smacked your head.

You held the back of your head as you exclaimed, "Ow! What was that for!?" He looks at you as he goaded, "That's for calling me a praying mantis." And smacks your rear, making you yelp. "Let's get this party over with so I can go back to my dorm." And went inside. You grumbled as you had no choice but to follow him.

Once they both made it upstairs, they were taken aback by how many people were there. Give or take, you both expected the Hantengu brothers, Douma, Hakuji, Kaigaku, Nakime, and Michikatsu to be here, but not the Hashira Club, excluding Gyomei.

"Whoa..." (Y/N) elicited.

"Yeah, mostly the people that we know are here. Even the others from the Hashira club. Supposedly this is a "Private party", as Michi calls it. So, uh... nothing much else to say other than have fun, I guess." And walks away. Shortly after, Gyutaro decided to sit on the couch, and pull out his phone.

You pouted as you trotted up to him, and yanked his phone away from his hands. He stayed there for a few seconds, and his neck snapped at you as he said, "Give me my phone."

"No."

He stands up and walks up to you, towering over you as he repeats himself, "Give me my phone." sounding more aggravated that time. You put his phone in your back pocket, and crossed your arms with a juvenile smile on your face as you repeated, "No."

A thick vein popped up on his forehead as he tried to reach for his phone by groping your ass, but you quickly backed up away from his as you waved your finger at him and said, "Ah, ah, ah, you can only have it back if you socialize with the others."

His eyes were slanted down to visualize his anger as he responded, "And if I say no?" You giggled as you said, "Then I'll break your phone." Gyutaro was about to say something crazy, but he sighs and rolls his eyes in defeat as he says, "Let's get this shit over with." A smile crept up to your face as he said, "Don't start."

"I'm sorry, I just can't help it." She said as she started to walk around, and he followed her. The first person they went up and talk to, was Hakuji. (Y/N) liked him as he was respectful to her. If anything, he was respectful to every woman he ever came across.

He was talking to one of the people from the Hashira club, he had yellow hair with red streaks at the end, and a small ponytail at the back of his head. Both of them were talking about... whatever college boys talk about during parties.

"Hey guys!" (Y/N) shouted out at the duo, and they both turned their attention to them. "Oh, hey (Y/N), Gyutaro." Hakuji said as he hugged her, and then gave Gyutaro a fist bump. "How you two doin'? I honestly thought you two were gonna stay on campus. Well, Gyutaro, was gonna stay on campus."

"Yeah, but luckily I dragged him to be here so he can be more social." She said with a smile on my face that reads, I'm proud that I did this. "Oh, well, in that case, welcome to the party," Hakuji stated as he patted (Y/N)'s, and Gyutaro's shoulders. "I take it you both met Kyojuro? He's the second in command of the Hashira club at the university."

The fiery-haired man had a bright smile on his face as he reached his hand out to both of them as he introduced himself, "Hi, name's Kyojuro Rengoku." (Y/N) immediately felt warm to his presence, something about his aura just made her feel like they've known each other since they were kids, while Gyutaro was deadpanned from all this, he just wanted his phone back, not to talk to these people.

(Y/N) shook his hand as he carried on the conversation, "So, I heard you're name is (Y/N), right? Nice name." (Y/N) chuckles as she responds, "Thank you." His attention changed from her, to Gyutaro, and so he extended his hand toward him, and he just looked at it. "C'mon Gyutaro, don't leave him hanging." (Y/N) commanded him as he sighed through his nose, and shook his hand. "Hey."

"Hey, nice to meet you. You two enjoying the party?" He questioned both of them, seeing that they came to him, and Hakuji trying to start a conversation. "Oh, we just got here. Gyutaro wanted to sit down and be on his phone, so I'm confiscating it until he's socialized with enough people."

Kyojuro hums as he acknowledges (Y/N)'s response, and says, "Well, that's an interesting way to make your friend sociable. But, if it works, it works. You two want a drink while we're at this? I don't mind getting them for you." He said, pointing his index finger at both of them while holding his cup.

(Y/N) made a brief inhale, but didn't get the chance to speak as speak as Kyojuro overlapped her and said, "Y'know what, you don't have to say anything, I'll go get y'all a drink!" And he trotted away. Hakuji elicts a nose laugh as he then looked at both of them and clears his throat and says, "So... How are you two doin'?"

"We're doing good, thank you for asking." (Y/N) stated as she was tapping her shoes on the floor, hearing the overlapping conversations around them. "That's good to hear. But, can you almost believe that this is our final year? Just goes to show how much time has passed by so fast." He said as he took a swig of his cup.

The thought didn't process in her mind, but when it did, her eyes were extremely widened as she stammered, "Holy shit, you're right. How long has it been since we applied to this place?"

"If I remember correctly, about three years."

Thankfully, (Y/N) didn't have a drink in her hand, 'cause she would've dropped it after realizing she's been in this university for this long. "That's... Man." (Y/N) felt like she just had an entire revelation at the fact, and Hakuji softly patted her back as he consoled her, "I know. But, it's our last year. Make some memories while you still have the time."

"I guess so..." (Y/N) mutters out as shortly after their conversation, Kyojuro walks up behind them as he is holding two red cups. "Here ya go!" Gyutaro and (Y/N) grabbed the cups and Gyutaro immediately took a sip of it while (Y/N) looked in the cup to see a goldish-yellow liquid inside. "O-Oh... Is this beer?" (Y/N) asked Kyojuro as she was watching it slowly slosh around.

"Of course! We're at a party, it's expected to have a strong beverage at the party. Unless you want me to go get you a soft drink, which I can do." He said as he extended his hand out as if he were requesting her to give him the cup. "Oh, no no no no, I can drink it. It's just that I've never had a drink before."

All three of them looked at you with surprise. Hakuji softly laughs as he exclaimed, "Well shit. Well, here's to your first drink at a university party. And here I thought, that you drunk at the past parties we were in."

"Just because I have a red cup in my hand, doesn't mean I'm drinking." (Y/N)'s eyes trail down to the cup and she brings it up to her nose as she softly sniffs it as she softly recoils back from the smell. It had a malty smell to it, which felt alien to her. She glanced up at Kyojuro as she asked him, "You didn't lace anything in this, did you?"

Kyojuro elicits a dramatic gasp as Hakuji almost choked on his own drink and Gyutaro continued to drink. "Now I would never roofie a vulnerable woman at a party! That would tarnish my reputation! I promise, it's just beer, nothing else." Kyojuro reassured her as she puckered her lips, and took a small sip.

Her face immediately cringed at the taste, it was bitter, and had a tangy taste to it. But she didn't want to be embarrassed in front of everybody spitting it out, so she mustered up the courage, and swallowed the booze that was in her mouth, making her physically and verbally shiver when she did.

"Ugh..." Her eyes scowled and her bottom lip was puckered as she looked at Kyojuro, and formed a weird smile as she raised the cup up. Kyojuro smiled as he bumped his cup into hers and took a sip of his drink.

(Y/N) took one last sip of her cup, and placed it on the counter as she shivered and vigorously shook her head. Hakuji cheered for her as he patted her back and said, "Not bad finishing your first drink. Honestly, I thought you would stop after the third or fourth sip."

"I considered it. But, I'm not a coward." (Y/N) uttered out before she softly burped and groaned. "But, what should we do now?" Hakuji was about to talk, but flinched when he heard the sound of someone talking behind him, "Hakuji-dono! I want to talk to your friends!~"

Oh shit. They all thought. Hakuji felt someone's hand rest on his shoulder and turned around to see Douma towering above him. "Hey.~" All three of them can speak for each other and say they hate— no, not hate, despised Douma as a whole. His narcissistic personality, having little regard for people and how they feel, and his shit-eating smile that was latched onto his face made him the most disliked student of the whole university, and a well-deserved reason for that matter.

"Douma." Hakuji uttered. Douma scruffs his hair up, which made Hakuji pop a vein on his forehead, his fist balled up as if he was about to sock him in his jaw, but he had to refrain from making a scene as someone would record this, post it online, and he would get in trouble.

"Why so hostile? We're at a party, we're supposed to have fun, right? Gyutaro, (Y/N), Fireboy, isn't that what parties are supposed to be?" Gyutaro, Kyojuro and (Y/N) all looked at each other and (Y/N) decided to take the initiative to speak as acknowledged, "Y-Yeah, essentially."

Douma does an annoying chuckle as he responds, "See? Even they get it. So, why can't you?" Hakuji inhales through his nose, and lets out a shaky exhale as he was trying his hardest not to punch him in the jaw. "As a matter of fact, you two, follow me. We're gonna have fun with the brothers. At least they know what to do at a party." And started to walk the other direction.

Gyutaro followed him, and before (Y/N) followed suit, she patted his shoulder, and said to him, "Just one more year, and you don't have to see him again." Hakuji scoffs as he says, "Yeah, hopefully not." And he touches her hand.

(Y/N) felt Kyojuro touch her shoulder and he said, "Don't let him take advantage of you, alright?" "Agreed." Hakuji said. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna give him the chance." She smirks as she says, "Don't worry. I won't let him." She slid her hand off his shoulder as she started to follow Douma and Gyutaro.

She walks by a few people she knew, along said hi to the people who were in the Hashira club, until she got to Douma, Gyutaro and the Hantengu brothers. Out of the four, Urogi was the first to come up to her and hug her as he said, "(N/N)! How you doin'? You enjoyin' the party so far?" He said in a childish tone.

"It's... Eh. It's okay, I guess. Not much to go around though." (Y/N) responded to him as she Urogi chuckled and said, "Well, we can fix that for you. We're about to play a game soon so, it's good timing that you came along." He said, playfully punching her arm.

(Y/N) rubs her bicep before following Urogi to see what the others are doing. Aizetsu was just sitting on the couch as he was watching Sekido and Karaku playing Mortal Kombat. They were playing as Ethernal Mileena and Hellfire Scorpion. It was the last round, so any one of them could win. She leaned down on the couch as she watched the fight unravel. It was mostly blocking and jumping, mixed in with a few anti-air uppercuts and a few combos here and there.

Both of the character's health were very low, and all it took was one immaculate combo for the other character to fall. Mileena tried to do a ball roll, but Scorpion blocked it as he does an overhead flame heel, and engulfs himself in flames using Flame Aura.

Him doing Flame Aura stunned her long enough for him to do a three hit combo, teleports behind her, hits her two more times before throwing his spear and shouting, "COME HERE!!!" He jumps over her, does a jump front punch, hits her with an Eternal Vengeance combo, does a Flameport, grabs her while she's falling, and the camera does a brief slow down as they show Scorpion slash Mileena's neck open, slashes her stomach, and uppercut her head, practically exploding, thus ending this Kombat off with a Brutality.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened from the sudden gore as Sekido quickly stood up and boasted against his brother sitting down. "Get shit on, you bitch! Sorry ass Mileena user!" He said, getting into his personal space. "This coming from the guy who uses Scorpion, and Flame Fist Liu Kang."

Sekido's eyebrows frowned down as he had his fist above and behind his head as Karaku quickly retracted his statement and said, "But, you won, so gg." Sekido's face softened, but not a lot for his angered expression was still plastered on his face, but he backed away for Karaku so he could sit back up properly. "Now that that's well and done, hey (Y/N), how you doin'?"

(Y/N) shrugged her shoulders as she uttered, "Living. Not complaining though." She said as she did a soft sniff shortly after. "Ain't nothin' wrong with living, I'll tell you that much. But you know what's better than living?" He grabs something out of his pocket, and reveals it to be a box of chocolates that had the cover Tabs on it. "Living like there's no tomorrow."

(Y/N) cringed at the banal sentence, as Karaku vaulted over the couch, he pointed to her, and Gyutaro. "You two are gonna play a little game, where it involves eating this delicacy that's in my hand. Now, before I give you two these, did you two eat?"

(Y/N) and Gyutaro both looked at each other before they shook their heads and said, "No." "That my friend," he snaps his finger, "is what we need to do first. Aizetsu," Aizetsu's head perked up as he looked up at his older brother, "Fetch these two some grub before I give them a good night."

"Do they have to? I mean, are they even on that level of relations? I know they're dormmates, but—" Aizetsu's yammering was interrupted when he felt Sekido twist his ear and he quickly said, "Okay! Okay! I'll give them some food!" Sekido lets go of his ear, and he chuckles as he looks at Urogi and say, "You, me, MKX, now."

"I'm down." Urogi said as he grabbed the other controller and sat down on the floor as he picks his character. "C'mon you guys, I'll get you some food." Aizetsu said in a melancholic tone as he stood up off the couch and walked to the kitchen. (Y/N)'s eyes slightly widened at the variety of foods that was on the table and counters. Ranging from vegan, vegetarian, plants, meat, dessert, the whole shebang.

"Grab a plate and enjoy yourselves for the time you have left. Whatever happens for these next couple of minutes will be, you're going to need it." And walks away. They both grabbed a plate and both of them grabbed their own assortment of foods. Due to Gyutaro having a high metabolism, he has a lot of food on his plate, and (Y/N) had some food, along with sweets on hers.

They both go back to watch the brothers play games as they sat down on the floor and began to eat. As they were eating, (Y/N) takes Gyutaro's phone out of her back left cheek pocket, and tapped his shoulder with it. He takes it and continues to eat as she says, with her mouth full, "Yow wekom." And he scoffs, but has a soft smirk on his face.

(Y/N) elicited a sigh of satisfaction as she put her hand on her stomach and patted it. "I'm stuffed." She covers her mouth as she softly burps and groans. Gyutaro softly coughs as he is on his phone. "Well, now that y'all are satisfied, it's about time that we make this more, interesting so to speak."

Karaku takes the box of chocolate out of his pocket as he opens it to reveal three small golden wrappers. "Wow, fancy. Although, not worth 4,639.67¥." He takes one of the wrappers out and each gave it to (Y/N). The wrapper that had the sweat droplets emoji on it. (Y/N) puckers her lips as she softly blushes from the implication of what the emoji meant.

"Not a subtle presentation." Gyutaro deadpanned, leaning against (Y/N)'s shoulder peeking at the wrapper. He sighs as he says, "That's just get this over with, it's not like it isn't gonna do much anyway." (Y/N) unwraps the small chocolate to reveal its look, as there was a corner vertical line that could be broken apart. (Y/N) breaks it apart to where it was two triangles, (Y/N) gave Gyutaro the other half and they both started to chew.

The taste of it was surprisingly good. The texture of it felt smooth, and velvety, as if it was melting in their mouths as they chewed the chocolate. They both swallowed the chocolate, and (Y/N) makes a hum of satisfaction while Gyutaro asks, "So, how long does it take for it to kick in? 15, 20 minutes?"

"Actually, 30. It might take some time for the effects to kick in, so best to get comfortable." Karaku said as he stood up and cracked his back as telling the duo to follow him. They do so, where the more they walked, the more quieter it became. Karaku opens the door which leads to some sort of big closet, which is a little concerning to both of them.

"This where y'all will do your business once the effects start to kick in. Once they do, you both will have seven minutes to do what you want with each other. Simple enough?" They both went inside the closet as he rambled on, "I'll put a timer on my phone just in case you guys forgot about this game. Other than that, have fun." And walks away.

Both of them were sitting right beside each other as (Y/N) was looking around the closet. "Man, this closet is big. Is this even a closet?" (Y/N) questioned like a curious child discovering a new everyday item for the first time. "This is Michikatsu's place, he's a rich bastard so it probably is." And (Y/N) hums.

"Do you wanna watch something, while we wait for this shit to take over?" He said, holding his phone. (Y/N) scooted closer to him, and rested her head on her shoulder, which confused him as he asked, "Why are you so close?" A faint blush formed on both of their faces as she responded, "Just... trying to fit the mood. Seeing that we both ate chocolate and waiting for the effects, might as well make it feel more intimate, y'know?"

Gyutaro groaned at the thought, but sighed as he wrapped his arm around her and asked, "What do want to watch?" (Y/N) 's mouth was gapped open, but closed as she smirked and giggled a little, making Gyutaro's pale face turn into a red complexion. "Shut up..."

A couple minutes passed as they were watching a video, when suddenly, Gyutaro stopped the video and asked her, "Do you feel tense, or hot anywhere?" She looked up at him to see that the blush on his face reappeared, but at the same time, his eyes were half-lidded, and from his perspective, the deafening sound of his heart was beating in his ears.

He started to take his hoodie off, which reveals his black plain tee, and his scrawny, yet tone arms. "You okay, Gyutaro? You look really hot..." (Y/N) said, concerned at his behavior. Gyutaro looks down at her as he says something that gives her the clarification that he didn't hear her correctly. "And so do you..."

"U-Uh... Gyutaro...?" (Y/N) said. Gyutaro dropped his phone on the floor as he the towers over her, making her fall on her back, which results in her being pinned on the ground, with his arms being beside both sides of her head. "You're so hot..." he caresses her cheek with his thumb as he starts to lower his head down and closes his eyes.

For a second, (Y/N) was scared, scared that despite being in her 20s, her first kiss was about to be with her dormmate that she'd been with throughout the last four years.

Just for a second, though.

For another second that sense of fear, turned into a sense of euphoria as she closed her eyes and let the moment happen as she felt his chapped lips touching hers. Both of them were inexperienced at this, their teeth scraping against each other as they moaned with every disconnect.

Gyutaro stops as he looks down at her. Her face, was red. Her eyes, half-lidded, nearly closed. Breath, visible. Gyutaro swallowed his saliva as his lips were quivering as he asked her, "Was... that alright?" and she nodded. She then wraps her arms around him as she pulls him back down and utters, "More." And kisses him again.

Gyutaro graons as he wrapped his arms around his arms around her body, and laid down on their sides as they were getting more into it with the kissing. They hesitantly stuck their tongues into each other's mouths, and slowly started to twirl with one another. It felt so weird to both of them, but them being laced with aphrodisiacs, it felt like they could do anything without any trouble.

They briefly stopped as Gyutaro grabbed the zipper of (Y/N)'s jacket, and zipped it down to reveal her white shirt. He grabbed the bottom, and was about to pull them up, but he refrained himself as he exclaimed, "F-Fuck... I don't care what I say at this point, but can I see your tits? My mind is just aching to see what they look like and I can't seem to control myself..."

Sure, Gyutaro has taken drugs during his years in university, but not the type that would make him really horny, so this was like a new thing to him. (Y/N) nods as she softly spoke, "I-Its... okay. I'm excited about this too... so don't stop." He chuckles a little as he pulls he pulls her shirt up to reveal her solid black sports bra which had her erect nipples poking out of them.

"You freaky bitch..." Gyutaro uttered out. Something inside (Y/N)'s mind clicked. Him calling her a bitch felt degrading, but at the same time, it made her mind a little fuzzy. There wasn't enough time to ponder about it as Gyutaro pulled her sports bra up to reveal her breasts to her. "Fuck..." He elicited as he roughly groped them, making (Y/N) softly moan.

His hands were so rough against her, as he was squeezing them and was surprised at how soft they were in his hands. It felt like marshmallows to him, which was an amazing feeling to him. He licks his lips as he stopped fondling with one of them, and started to lick her nipple. (Y/N) moans at the tingling sensation of his tongue licking her, snd fondling her at the same time.

"G-Gyutaro..." She whined out his name, as he was licking her sensitive teat. (Y/N) made a loud gasp as she felt him gnawing his teeth on her, which made her whimper, and her leg tremble a little. He stopped as he cups the breasts in his hand, and started to suck on it, which made (Y/N) wrap her arms around his head.

Gyutaro groans as he wraps his arms around her waist and places her on his pelvis where she felt something poking her inner thigh, but she was distracted at the fact that Gyutaro was sucking her breast. She lays her head down on his head as she lets out a few whimpers here and there. The aphrodisiacs that were flowing through her made her feel so much more sensitive as not only him sucking her teat made her feel good, but the lips between her hips were slowly soaking her panties.

He stops as he exclaims, "Fuck... Why does this feel so good...? I want more... I need more..." He then pinned her down to the floor as he mounted on top of her, and started to grind on her. Both of their covered genitalia were touching each other, which made them both moan with each grind that he did.

The friction of their parts touching together with their clothes on, made them feel something that they couldn't describe. "G-Gyutaro... Y-Your—" he interrupted her as they both locked lips with each other. They both moaned into each other's mouths as he started to softly thrust his hips.

His shaft was twitching inside his pants, almost as if he was about to finish right then and there, but he had to control himself. If he came right here, he would feel like the biggest loser on the planet, knowing that he ejaculated in his pants all because of a few pumps. But at the same time, his doing this had no business for him feeling this good.

"I can feel it..." (Y/N) whimpered out. Her body felt so light, it was as if she was a feather flowing through the wind as Gyutaro continued to thrust his hips. "I wanna fuck you so badly... your body is so soft and slender, that I can't hold myself back anymore. Will you... let me give you the pleasure I want?"

Him speaking to her that way in such a demanding, but begging tone made her throb down there. Her entire body shivered from that speech he did, and she almost choked on her spit as she said, "Yes... Please, fuck me, Gyutaro." A smile crept up to his face she watched him sit up and watched him grip the rim of his sweatpants.

He was about to pull them down, but turned around to see Karaku open the door behind them. "Whoa, you two got busy. Had I forgotten about the timer, you two would've done it. C'mon, get up and get out of the closet." Gyutaro scooted back away from her as she sat up and rolled her sports bra and shirt back down. Their faces were so red from this moment, it didn't even feel like 7 minutes went by.

Gyutaro picked up his hoodie as he then grabbed (Y/N)'s wrist and started to speed walk. "Gyutaro, w-what are you—" "We're going back to my dorm. This chocolate is making me feel something I've never felt before, and I refused to get blue-balled because of it." He said as he looked down at his stiff erection bulging out. Thankfully, he was wearing sweatpants, thus making it less visible. Fuck... and this is just gonna get in the way if I don't do something about it.

There were people having turns playing Mortal Kombat, this time it was a white haired tall man up against Kyojuro as they were playing Shirai Ryu Takeda, and Outlaw Erron Black. Urogi noticed that Gyutaro and (Y/N) were in a hurry, so he asked them, "Hey, did you two have fun?"

They both nodded as (Y/N) stammered, "I-It was a good party, but we gotta go back to our dorm." Urogi tilted his head like a curious dog as he responded, "But you two just got here. At least play a few games before you guys just leave us."

"You s-see, we wish we could, but our stomachs don't feel right and it would suck if we threw up while we were having fun." (Y/N) said as Gyutaro continued, "Yeah, so bye. Thank you for the fun time you gave us." And continued to speedwalk. "But the bathroom is... right there. Oh well, their loss. We're starting to bet money on this game now." He said as he was counting the amount of yen in his hands.

(Y/N) and Gyutaro both entered the car and we're fumbling to put their seatbelt on, once they did, Gyutaro put the keys in the ignition and twisted it as he put the car into reverse, backed away from one of the cars in front of them, and does a u-turn as he drives the street of the cul-de-sac.

Both of their breaths were trembling as (Y/N) was constantly rubbing her thighs together, and Gyutaro had a firm grip on the steering wheel. Both of them didn't say anything as they tried to maintain their composure so they didn't get into an accident.

My body feels like it's on fire... how can a piece of chocolate that small, affect us like this...? (Y/N) thought as she laid her head down on the dash and her leg was bouncing. Gyutaro on the other hand, was heavily striving. His hands were so firmly gripped on the wheel, that his veins started to pop out on his hands, and forearms.

Not only that, but he was so stiff down there. Stiff, and hard as a 2x4. He wanted to rip his own clothes off so he could feel cool and relieve himself. But, he only lived three minutes away from his dorm, he could get through this painful erection that he had, hopefully.

(Y/N) however, could not. She's never felt this level of lust of her life. It was almost scary to her from how needy she was to have some sort of stimulation, both to the brain, and her body. She sat back up and glanced at Gyutaro to see that he was still looking at the street he was driving in, and she took the opportunity to take her hand under her pants, and move her fingers up and down.

She puts her head on the dash, and her breath was trembling, as she felt the soaking sensation of her panties being drenched from her discharge. She mewled as her eyes were clenched closed as her fingers were moving on their own down there. This feels... so good... She balls her first that was above her head as she was moving her fingers up and down."I know, but just wait a few more seconds, alright? Once we make it to my dorm, I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." He said, as he grabbed and squeezed her breast.

She bit her lip to refrain a moan to come out of her mouth when he touched her, its almost a surprise when he didn't bother to look what she was doing when he said that to her. It was like he tried to make her more horny than before, in which he did, but not on purpose. "O-Okay, Gyutaro..." she uttered out while in the process of touching herself.

They both arrived on the residental hall, and Gyutaro hastily unbuckled his seatbelt and turned the car off as he opens the car door. "Get out of the car. I'm gonna make sure you—" he looks to his left to see that (Y/N)'s head was arched back from the seat as as her legs were spread open while she was touching her wet and creamy slit down there.

His eyes were bulging out of his skull as he closed the door, trotted to the other side, opened it, unbuckled her seatbelt, and picked her up with no effort. Despite having a scrawny build, he was strong enough to pick her up with ease. They both kissed as Gyutaro was walking up the small concrete stairs to the main entrance of the door.

"I'm gonna fucking ruin you." He snarled, which made her shiver a little. He puts her down, but she grabs his hand, and makes him fondle her. "Are you trying to make me more horny than I already am? I'm fucking stiff as a rock and yet you're making me touch you."

"Is it working?"

He unlocks the door, pulls her into the room, pushes her into his bed, and mounts on top of her. They looked into each other's eyes, both of their faces had a blood-red color on their top half, and their ears as they were both slightly sweaty. "Show me your fingers. The ones where you were touching yourself when I was driving." He demanded her as she pulled her hand out of her pants as she revealed her wet, creamed covered fingers.

"Disgusting... You're such a slut, you know that right?" He said, which made her feel a little flustered, but the good kind, of course. "N-No, I'm not... it's the c-chocolate..." she said, avoiding eye contact with him. He chuckled as he wrapped his hand around her waist, opened his mouth, and licked her fingers that were covered in her discharge.

He closed his eyes as he was licking them, some of it even got down to the webbing, and he licked there as well. (Y/N)'s face turned red as a tomato as she watched him lick her fingers so sensually. She didn't think he would be capable of doing something so erotic like this.

Once he finished, he sat up, and scooted back as she started to untie her shoes and dropped them on the floor. He grabbed the rim of her pants, and pulled them down to reveal her panties that were completely soaked. So much so, that it was transparent and he could see her slit, camel toe and and her erect clit. "Wow... You're so wet..." he started to rub his palm on it, which made her flinch a little. "And it's squishy too... did me grinding my dick on you excite you that much? Or did me groping you amplify that?" He croaked out, his voice sounding raspy, which made her body shiver yet again.

"I-I... Um... it was... both of them." She mutters out, which he didn't hear so he asks her, "What was that? I couldn't hear you. Try moaning it out for me." He moved his fingers up and down. She stifled a moan she blurted out, "Both. I-It was both." He smiles as he gets an answer from her, and he stops as he unties his shoes, takes them off, and takes off his sweatpants.

He took off (Y/N)'s pants, and threw them somewhere on the floor as he was now on his knees, and his boxers had a huge tent poking out. He wraps his arms around her legs, and started to grind his his hips up and down against her wet panties. They both started to moan due to the friction of their undergarments touching against each other, both of them extremely sensitive from the pleasure that was flowing throughout their bodies.

"So fucking good..." he uttered as he felt himself twitching. His boxers were slowly becoming drenched as not only that (Y/N)'s juices were dampening them, but so was his precum that was seeping through. It smelled so musky, but in the sense that made (Y/N) dizzy with lust. Her head felt fuzzy for a second as she said, "G-Gyutaro..."

He stops as he looks at her and says, "What? You wanna do it now? Not that I'm complaining." She softly shook her head as she said something that she would never say if she was sober. "No... I... wanna... I wanna suck your c-cock."

Her saying that activated something inside him, his shaft was frantically twitching as he didn't ask any more questions, and pulled them off. For a man who looked like he had little to no muscle mass, he was packing quite the package down there.

Although there was a bit of messy hair down there, but that didn't matter to (Y/N). He then sat down and said, "Come here." Which she complied as she was slowly crawling up to her. She wrapped her hand around it, and it felt so hot. It was like her hand was melting due to how warm it felt in her hand. She then lowered her head down as she caught a whiff of its arousing musk surrounding it, making her head go blank for a quick second before she snapped back to reality.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" He questioned. (Y/N) swallowed the spit that was in her mouth as she started to give kitty licks on the tip of it. It tasted a little salty, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. Gyutaro softly grunted as she watched her do this, and so he stroked her hair as he gave her a little praise, "There you go, that's a good girl." And softly slaps her.

She moaned from the slap, which is something she never thought she would be into, but she was becoming corrupted by the drug in her body, so her principles were being bent as time went on. She started to kiss the tip, and soon, started to twirl her tongue around it. His breath hitched and he elicited a moan as he closed his eyes and uttered, "F-Fuck..."

His hips then coiled as he felt her warm lips wrap around him, and she started bobbing her head up and down. His neck arched back as he lets out a shaky exhale as he gripped his bed sheets as she was only sucking the tip, but it felt like he was gonna finish at any moment.

He tastes so good... my mind is just going black just from sucking him off. I feel like such a whore doing this, I've never done this before, and yet I want more from him... she thought as she closed her eyes and put her hands on his inner thighs as she was pleasing him.

He was about to grab his phone and record this, but then he remembered that he put his phone in one of his pockets in his pants, so all he could do was just watch her as she swallowed his length. Give or take, she was heavily inexperienced at this, but that didn't mean she was doing a good job of making him feel good. A pleasurable blowjob is enough to negate all the negatives of oral pleasure.

Gyutaro's face started to look drunk-like. One of his eyes was closed while the other was struggling to stay open. His face looked a bit sweaty as he was covering the bottom half of his face with his fist. (Y/N) started to become sloppy as her saliva started to run down his shaft, and her head started to bob faster. Some of her spit was going down her chin due to how much effort she was putting into pleasing him.

She would slurp the saliva she had produced as he started to deepthroat him. His warm, thick length filled her mouth, making her jaw hurt as she was making him feel good. "Dosh it phel gud, Yutaro?" She said, with her mouth full. "Y-Yeah... It feels really good... Too good..." he then grips her head and starts to thrust his hips into her mouth. (Y/N) slightly whimpered as it felt like his tip was hitting the back of her throat.

There is a plus in this situation however, she didn't have a gag reflex. Meaning that he could be aggressive with her and not worry about her throwing up. Her throat might take some time to heal though, but a minor drawback at the end of the day. Or in this term, night.

Her hands slid off his thighs as she felt her body go limp, her mind slowly going blank as he was skullfucking her. His hair down there was being moisturized from the spit that was leaking down his shaft, and the sound of her slurping on him was like white noise to his ears.

His breath starts to get heavy as he huskily utters out, "Fuck, I-I... ngh..." (Y/N) felt his shaft twitching inside her mouth, nearing his arrival. He arched his head back as his breath was trembling he scrunched his eyes closed, and clenched his teeth as his moans were audible enough for (Y/N) to hear them.

"F-Fucking... gonna..." his thrusts were faster as his shaft started to twitch more and more. He then moved his hips back, and left her mouth with a faint pop elicited from her lips as he wrapped his hand around him as he frantically stroked it. He grips her hair as he commands her to, "Open your mouth."

She opens her mouth, and stuck her tongue out as he breathlessly vociferated, "Just like that. Just... like..." he couldn't finish his sentence as he curled his toes as he was getting closer and closer. (Y/N) closed her eyes as she waited for him to release his spunk onto her face. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, O-OH... f-fuck..." he huskily exclaimed as his muscles constricted and shot out his white, sticky ropes all over her face.

(Y/N) flinched as she felt his warm load sticking to her face, each one feeling thicker than the last. It got everywhere on her, from her chin, her cheeks, her forehead, the bridge of her nose, essentially her entire face. Luckily it didn't get in her hair or eyes, otherwise, there would be problems between them. But some of it did get into her mouth, the slimy, sticky texture of it felt so weird in her mouth, but she had no choice but to swallow it, feeling his seed going down her throat.

It's so... salty... and bitter... she thought as she shivered a little from the taste. "F-Fuck..." Gyutaro wheezed out as he bent his head back and looked at the ceiling. He laughed as he said, "You... Are one freaky ass girl, y'know that?" His breathing was calming down as his heart was slowing down. Despite all that, he was still erect and it was aching for more.

(Y/N) didn't say anything, but had a blush on her face as she got out of his bed and walked to the bathroom to clean her face. His cum dripped down on her hand as she grabbed a roll of toilet paper, and cleaned herself off. As she was doing this, she felt his arms wrap around her waist, and hotdogged his shaft in between her cheeks.

He kissed the back of his neck as he softly croaked, "How did my cum taste? Was it salty to you? I saw the way you swallowed it without any hesitation." The blush on her face started to get redder as he started to grind his shaft on her making her whimper a little. "C'mon, admit that you liked it. There's no point in denying it." His humping started to get more aggressive, enough to make (Y/N) budge with every thrust.

"It... did taste salty, and bitter. But, I couldn't help but swallow it..." she admitted with a hint of shame in her voice as she wiped her chin that was covered in his cum and her spit. She threw the pieces of toilet paper in the small trash can as she felt him pull her panties down, and started to slide his rod on her lips.

Her arms started to tremble as she bent down on the sink as she started to feel weak from him rubbing his shaft against her. "You're so wet down there, even after you sucked me off. Guess I should repay the favor, huh?" He then picked her up, and walked back to his bed as he dropped her face first into the comforter, and pulled her back so she was standing.

He puts his fingers down there, making (Y/N) mewl as her legs begin to shake while she is on her toes. "But, before I do, I want to hear you say it. Say you want me to fuck you, and I'll give it to you." He said that with a wanton smile on his face. He was teasing her as he was moving his fingers around her lips. Her mouth trembled as she elicited a quivering exhale as she whined out, "P-Please... F-Fuck me..."

The smile on his face got a little bigger as he grabbed his rod, and started to move it on her sensitive cunt. "What was that? I couldn't hear you loud enough." He bit the tip of her ear as she said it a little more clearly for him to hear as she iterated, "Please, fuck me, Gyutaro."

A moan escaped her lips as she felt his tip going slowly inside her, and was slowly moving in and out of her. "Repeat that one more time for me." He said as he wrapped his hand around her neck, and tightly gripped it.

Tears of depravity rolled out of her eyes as she vociferated, "P-Please fuck me, Gyutaro! S-Stick fat cock inside me as you rail me, and make me drunk for you! I want to—" Gyutaro kissed her lips as he wasted no time, and propelled his hips into her.

Her eyes closed as she felt her body become limp as Gyutaro let go of her neck, and she plopped face-first into the comforter, slowly becoming a moaning mess. "Th-Thank you, Gyutaro... thank y-you..." she reverberated with each thrust that was making her voice sound bouncy. "Anything for a slut like you." And he smacks her ass.

She educed a yelp from her lips as she groaned from the small stinging sensation of his print on her left cheek as he was fucking her with his long, thick, meaty cock. Sweat began to develop on his forehead, as wiped the sweat off of his head, while having strands of hair stuck to his forehead as he started to take his shirt off, he threw the shirt on the floor as he was fully naked, and was going all out.

How is she so wet, and yet so tight? It's like she wants me to cum as fast as possible from this combo. But that ain't gonna happen, not until I feel satisfied with her. He reckoned as his hips were moving like a piston, having a firm grip on both sides of her waist. (Y/N) was moaning and groaning from every thrust that she received as her wet, creamy, sticky cunt was being pounded by him.

"G-Gyutaro...~" she mewled out his name as her legs began to shake. He was gripping his bedsheets as all she could do at the moment was take him. The sound that her slit was making was do lewd, someone might've thought that they were making pasta. She yelped as she felt him smack her ass yet again. "You like that, huh? You like when I smack your fat ass and watch it make waves when my hips hit yours?" And he smacks it a third time.

She slowly nods at him as she stutters out, "Y-Yes... My body feels so hot that it feels like I-I'm melting... snd your cock is the only thing I can feel right now. And you smacking my ass, it feels like a shock flowed through me, i-it stings, but it feels so good...~" she plopped her face into the comforter as her moans were muffled, but still audible.

"You're such a fucking whore. And I love it." He then slides out, making (Y/N) almost collapse on her feet when he turns her body around, and picked her feet up so she could be laying down on the bed. He mounted on top of her as he grabbed her shirt and pulled it up for her to take off.

He threw the shirt, and pointed at her sports bra and commanded her, "Take them off." (Y/N) sits up, but straight enough to make a 90° angle, but enough for her to grab the rim of her sports bra. She slowly pulled them up as her breasts were getting caught in her bra, until Gyutaro witnessed them drop and softly bounce once she took it off.

She dropped her bra, and she was fully naked. both of them, their hearts beating out of their chests, their body temperature going through the roof, the lack of air in their lungs as they were making eye contact with each other. (Y/N) laid back down, and spread her legs open as she extended her arms to him, and said, in a rather hush, venereal tone, "Please, fuck me, and make me scream, Gyutaro."

Something snapped inside of Gyutaro when she said that to him. It was like he lost all of his senses of control, as he wrapped his hand around her neck, and reentered inside her and moved his hips so fast and rough, that the bed was plangently creaking.

A crooked smile formed on his face as he stated, "You wanted this, didn't you? All those years of tension with us being together finally caught up to you. Who knew, that all it t-took, ngh... was an edible for you to let it out..."

She hated it admit it if she was sober, but he was right. It took one edible for her to realize her true intentions to him. She just didn't expect how much has been holding back throughout these semesters. A single tear formed in her eyes as she made eye contact with his eyes and said, with her voice sounding raspy, "I-I... Love you."

Love you...? Gyutaro repeated in his mind. She, loved him? Despite him giving no time to breathe to please himself after all the bullshit he had to withstand with her? She was either too cock-drunk, or this were her true feeling towards him, despite her still being on the effects of the aphrodisiacs.

He wasn't sure how to respond, as he slapped her again, albeit with a sense of weakness behind it, and wrapped both of his hands on her neck. Her eyes closed as she makes smile, and wrapped both of her hands on his wrists. "M-Make me cum... p-please..."

Gyutaro felt conflicted choking her now, now that she said that she loved him, so to distracted himself from it, he lowers his head, and kissed her. Gyutaro groans while (Y/N) puled as both of their tongues were dancing with each other. Their saliva going down their chin as their heads were tilted to make the kiss deeper. The way his tongue was dominating hers, it was like he was showing her who was in charge here.

But, she wasn't complaining.

They both stopped kissing, their saliva stretching between each other as (Y/N) slowly opened her eyes and repeated the words, "I l-love you..." Gyutaro's face turned burgundy when she said that to her the second time, and yet it felt more sentimental than the first one. Maybe it was because they both kissed? Maybe it was because she was letting him choke her? So many questions, for so little time.

Gyutaro let's go of (Y/N)'s neck, showing a faint imprint, and depressed himself to (Y/N)'s breasts, and started to suck on them. He wrapped his arms around (Y/N)'s body, his hands felt so bony against her skin, but it felt in some way reassuring to her. "I-I... Wuv phyu tu..."

(Y/N) smiles as she wrapped her arms and legs around him as she says, "T-Thank you..." tears streaking down on her face. The continuous sound of the bed creaking, and their cream-covered genitalia stroking each other filled the dorm, as (Y/N)'s breath shuddered like she was on ecstasy, as her stomach started to form a knot as her body felt tingly.

"G-Gyutaro, I feel weird..." she said as her breathing started to become unstable, and she was struggling to stifle a few moans. "Gyutaro... Gyutaro..." she repeated his name in a high pitch tone as she curled her toes and felt the knot snap inside her stomach as she squirted her cunt-juice all over his pelvis and cock, all while he was continuously thrusting his hips, making her feel maximum stimulation.

She dug her nails into his back and scratched him, making his back draw blood as her hands started to go down. He bit her nipple, which caused her to arch her back and neck while eliciting a soundless scream and her brain became static.

He stops as he rose back up and says, "You're so... fucking... sexy." He lays his head on her shoulder, and he lets out a few moans in her ear. (Y/N) moans as she felt his teeth scrape her neck, and he started to lick it. Her entire body felt numb at this point, it was like she was paralyzed and all she could feel was his rod rearranging her insides.

His breathing began to sound heavy as he felt himself constantly twitching. His body felt tingly as he bit his lip and lets out a stifled groan as he started to move faster and faster. "Do it... do it..." she begged. Gyutaro clenched his eyes closed as he bit her neck, making her elicit a shaky groan as he made a few final thrusts, before he slipped out and his spunk spewed out. He moans as he felt his shaft throbbing and shooting out his seed onto (Y/N)'s skin, each throb being a little bit more painful than the last.

Once he finished, his entire body was shaking, and his arms were striving to help him hover above (Y/N). They both looked down to see the mess they both made from their fluids. "Fuck..." They both looked back at each other and stared for a few seconds before Gyutaro cupped her cheek, narrowed the distance between each other, and kissed. (Y/N) whimpered, while Gyutaro lets out a shaky groan as they pecked each other's lips and twirled their tongues together.

They stopped, and Gyutaro crawled out of bed as he walked to the bathroom. (Y/N) couldn't do anything but look up at the ceiling as she was so exhausted from getting fucked. But, she loved it. She has never felt anything like what just happened before. If anything, if she was sober, she might've equally as enjoyed it if she wasn't drugged. He came back with a roll of toilet paper and started to tear it up to clean her stomach and her part off.

It didn't feel much when he cleaned her stomach, but she felt a sharp pain when she felt the piece of paper rub her abused slit. She jolted and groaned as Gyutaro says, "S-Sorry. I'll try to be less rough." And he started to clean her more gently.

Her legs flinched with every stroke of the toilet paper, but it wasn't so painful as his intital swipes. She softly groaned with every swipe, her breath trembling as she let him clean her. Once he finished, he grabs the bundle of used toilet paper, and threw him in the trash can.

Walks back to his bed, grabbed the comforter, and lays down next her. Gyutaro wraps his arms around her, as he kissed her forehead, and said, "I love you..." before succumbing to his tiredness and went to sleep.

(Y/N) smiles as she kissed his lips and says, "I love you, too..." and laid her head on his chest.

...

Dawn was arriving, as Gyutaro was the first to wake up, and was met with an aching headache. He was about to sit up, but something was weighing him down. He looks under the cover to see a sleeping, naked (Y/N) laying on his chest, and he softly pulled the covers back down as he looks at the ceiling and thought, Holy shit... so what happened last night wasn't a drug trip... I really fucked her...

He looks to his right to see some sort of sticky note on his phone on the nightstand. He removes the sticky note and read in his head,

Make sure you don't leave your stuff in a random strangers closet.

- U.

And at the bottom left shows a small doodle of Urogi with his tongue sticking out and and x across his face. Gyutaro clickd his tongue as he placed the sticky note back on the nightstand as he gets on his phone. He then heard the sound of (Y/N) groaning awake as he lifted up the covers and see (Y/N) slowly opening her eyes.

She looks up and froze when they both made eye contact with each other. "G-Good morning." (Y/N) stammered. "M-Morning." They both continued to stare at each other for what felt like a prolonged time, until she sat up, with her breasts on full display, and he couldn't help but stare at them until (Y/N) spoke.

"Do you... recall about what we did last night?" Gyutaro ponders at that night and the first thing that popped up in his head was him skullfucking her, making his face more red. "Yes. Do you?" (Y/N) also pondered at that night as the first thing she recalled was him smacking her behind as he was thrusting her.

She blushed hard as well as she responded, "Yes... I do." She puts her hand together, avoiding eye contact with him. He sat up and pecked her forehead as he asked, "Did you enjoy it?"

She looked up at him to seeing his eyes looking genuine, like he wanted to know the definitive answer of whether she liked it or not. She pecked his lips as she responded with a, "Yes."

Gyutaro smirks as he wrapped his arms around her, and gave her a kiss, lasting for five seconds before they disconnected. "Your breath stinks." (Y/N) deadpanned as Gyutaro couldn't help but laugh at that comment. But, he clapped back as he responded, "And you smell."

(Y/N) pouted as she sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to stand up, but collasped as her legs felt so weak. Gyutaro laughs as she says, "It's not funny. Help me get to the shower."

Well, seeing that were both naked... why not? Gyutaro thought as he removed the covers off his bed, and got out as he crouched down and put her arm around his neck. They both started to walk to the shower, and Gyutaro, surpisingly being a gentleman, turns the shower on.

He went back to get their towels as (Y/N) was leaning back on the wall. Although it was nice of him to do this, her bottom half still hurted like hell. Specifically, her pussy. He was so rough with her, it's honestly a miracle that the bed didn't even break.

Luckily it didn't take long for him to recover the towels as he puts them on the sink. He sticks his hand out to see how warm or cold the water was, and came to find out that it was the perfect temperature. He opens the curtans and grabs (Y/N)'s wrist as he softly pulled her to the shower.

Once she got in first, he followed suit. The both stood together as they were being drenched in the warm water. Gyutaro lowered his head down and kissed her neck as he repeated, "I love you... I love you so much." (Y/N) giggled as she pets his hair and says, "I love you, too." And they both started to clean each other.

A couple minutes go by, and Gyutaro twists the handle down as the shower turns off. (Y/N) opens the curtains and grabbed both of their towels as they began to dry off. They both dried off their hair, which made (Y/N) vulnerable as she turned around while doing it in the process. He looks down to see her cake open to him, and he couldn't help but give it a hard slap, letting his intrusive thoughts win.

(Y/N) yelped as she looked back at him to see a smile on his face that read, "Yeah I smacked your ass, whatcha gonna do about it?" (Y/N) turned her whole body around as she looked at him and said, "Now you turn around." He chuckles as he obeys her, and looks back at her. She raised her hand up, and smacked it, making Gyutaro laugh as he says, "Didn't feel a thing."

She pouts as he turns back around and kisses her forehead. "But, if it makes you feel any better, I'll admit that it stung a little." And scruffed her hair. She smacked his ass again, and blurted, "Okay, that one didn't even hurt."

Once they finished drying themselves off and brushing their teeth, they both wore their undergarments as Gyutaro wore a pair of boxers, and (Y/N) put on panites and a shirt. Gyutaro yawned again and said, "You wanna take a nap? It's Sunday, so we don't have to do anything for the day." And scratched his head. "I..." She yawned as well, stretching her arms, "...don't need to sleep again."

He scoffs as he responded, "Yeah, sure you don't." He then got under (Y/N)'s bed as he prepped the pillow and laid down. "If you change your mind, you know what to do." He said as he pulled his closed his eyes.

(Y/N) stood there for a couple of seconds before she lets out a sigh of defeat and walked up to her bed as she got under the covers and laid next to him. A smirk crept up to his face as he said, "I knew you couldn't resist." Which made (Y/N) blush as she retorted back, "Shut up."

He chuckles before he wraps his hand around her, and went back to sleep. (Y/N) drops the pout on her face as she made a smirk before she laid her head on his chest, and went back to sleep.

04-25-24 - I feel like the last part wasn't really needed, but I'll leave that up to y'all. Hope you guys enjoyed this, had to write something good for arguably the most underrated character in the show.

Until next time,

✌️👋❤️

Take care.

And to any of you who are cruious about that Scorpion combo that Sekido did to Karaku (probably not a lot), here.

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kittencomicslol · 10 months ago

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How Gyutaro would like to cuddle

I spend an ungodly amount of time thinking about him and have so many cuddle headcanons so here we go

(Some of these were written at like 12 am in the description of literal music playlists durring my phones downtime but I did my best to spell check and make them fit)

• First off, Gyutaro would probably not be big on physical touch at first. He grew up his whole life only ever either giving his sister physical affection to keep her healthy/happy, and most physical touch he felt was abusive. So naturally relationships would be harder with him especially in the touch department.

• It will probably take months or years to get him ready to actually snuggle for hours, so work up to it!

• It would probably start off with hand holding. Gyutaro’s hands are pretty big, and usually rather cold. Even if they are a bit rough and calloused you still loved holding them even if it was just for a minute or two to help him feel comfortable.

• Like I said before it would take a while, but eventually after working up to hugs it would probably go faster after he realized how nice it was to be able to hold you.

• He will ALWAYS be a big spoon. Not just because he’s probably bigger, but for two main reasons. One being his spine, he knows it would most likely be uncomfortable and he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable.

• He also likes being able to hold you close and have his arms wrapped around you. Gyutaro cares immensely for his loved ones and he always wants to be able to protect and or watch over them. So the same goes for you, he wants you close.

• it’s not always necessary but he also enjoys placing his chin on top of your head when he spoons you. It makes him feel closer, he likes being able to feel and smell you better to know you are close. You make him feel relaxed and comfortable.

• even if he is a demon and he doesn’t necessarily need to sleep (or maybe they just can’t?? Idk) he will lie there all night long just to make sure that you are close and safe while you rest.

• He gets nervous when you rest your head on/by his chest. Gyutaro was never upset about his looks after a certain amount of time and even took pride in how he could scare off or disgust others.

• But when he’s around people he loves he’s a bit more insecure about his deformities or different looks as shown when Daki yells at him.

• He doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable on his chest because of how skinny he is and his ribs. Even if you tell him you don’t mind, he will still internally worry. He knows it’s not his fault he can’t get any meat on his bones; but he still wishes his body was more comfortable for you.

•If there is any part of Gyutaros body he actually likes and or prefers with affection, it’s his hands.

• He has always been prone to hand holding since Ume was little and they were human in order to keep her close and safe. Hand holding lets Gyutaro know that you are close and safe, and that is something he appreciates down to an unconscious level due to his human life he had long forgotten.

• Another thing he likes is definitely how he can use them to rub your back, cup your cheeks, or pet you and run his fingers through your hair. Whichever thing you prefer, all of those are things he very much enjoys.

• He's a demon, sure, but with that spine and slouch? He gets back pain like hell and he never wants you to experience it so back rubs help him be at ease that you are comfortable.

• Cheek holding/caressing? Something he does with Daki to help her calm down and feel better when she is upset. It always helped her and even though she can be a bit bratty about touch when it’s outside of comfort or battle, he always appreciates how his hands seem to help both her and you calm down.

• He loves how comfortable you look resting your head in his palms, so please by all means if you want to do that then just tell him, he will love it!!

• Playing with your hair? He raised a little girl and still looks after her, of course he knows how to handle and care for hair. He is always super gentle, making sure to not tug on a single hair you have.

• Like stated before, Gyutatos top priorities are keeping you and Daki happy and comfortable. So if you want to be petted or have your hair played with? Consider it done.

• Speaking of hands, he LOVES yours. Making sure you are close and alive is of course one reason discussed before.

• It is no exaggeration to say Gyutaro grew up with no affection at all, the most he got was when he was parenting Daki. And becoming a demon only made those gestures more lacking.

• After getting comfortable with touch, his favorite things are when you scratch his head gently or when you run your hand along his spine.

• He doesn’t want to gross you out or make you uncomfortable with his monstrous form, but if you want too? He is more than happy to oblige.. he loves how delicate and soft your hands are, and how much care goes into you being so gentle with him. It helps him with his back feeling uncomfortable since he’s always slouching

• He knows you know he is an upper rank demon who would be fine even if you did accidentally hurt him.. yet you still did everything you could to make sure he never even felt the slightest bit of discomfort.

• His hair might be messy and dirty, so help him wash it out and brush it will you? He might complain but he does appreciate it and secretly enjoys every single second of the domestic care you give him. Such sweet and small gestures are foreign to him and make him feel so soo loved.

• He was usually the one running his hands through someone else’s hair or patting them, and it didn’t take long for him to realize he enjoyed receiving that treatment just as much as giving it.

• Gyutaro usually isn’t aware of when he scratches his skin, let alone when it bleeds. He could care less usually, as if it mattered. It would just grow back. But.. with you.. it’s different.

• Gyutaro knows how poisonous his blood is, he has seen how it harms others. Whenever you two snuggle or are even remotely close he is hyper aware of any scratching or urges.

• Even if in a situation you were immune or it didn’t hurt you, he wouldn’t want to risk it. He also wouldn’t want to risk upsetting you by getting you messy with his own blood or ruining your clothes.

• Gyutaro can and will do every little thing possible to ensure your absolute safety when he is with you.

• Despite his lack of knowledge on affection and or romance, he still has his own special ways of expressing his love.

• Just like he does with Daki, he understands that you might not understand why he does what he does or that you won’t even notice the effort he puts in. He doesn’t do it for your praise or approval (though those are things he would absolutely adore) he does it out of love and respect for you.

• He doesn’t expect any sort of praise in return since he never got any from his sister because she was too immature to ever understand how wonderful he was to her.

• But if you notice? Jeez, will he feel flattered. It will probably make him want to scratch himself since that is how he responds to overwhelming emotions. But he won’t, and you know why.

• Just a simple thank you would be enough to fluster him, knowing he made you happy and proud of him sends him over the moon.

• Some things that particularly fluster him are sudden kisses(especially on his birthmarks) and praise.

• He can’t and will never get over the weird sensation of your lips on his skin or against his own.

• You never seemed to find him disgusting, and even though he worried you might one day snap out of whatever you were in and realize how hideous he was; for the time being he enjoyed your kisses.

• Kisses on his forehead are comforting for him, kisses around his nose, mouth, cheeks and chin fluster him very much; especially if it’s targeted to his marks

• The feeling of your breath up against his neck, the way your lips trail soft little kisses up against his skin sends shivers down his spine. How did he get so lucky? He didn’t know.. but he would never want it to end

• Despite being easily flustered and or overwhelmed by kisses, he really truly does love them.

• And praise? Oh goodness..

• At first and earlier on in the relationship he usually will ignore or refuse any praise about his appearance, even if he visibly becomes flustered by the pet names of ‘pretty boy’ and ‘handsome’

• He ignores them because he knows they aren’t true; at least to him they aren’t.. and unfortunately they most likely never really will be exactly true to him. Though over time he becomes more accepting of it, finding solace and comfort in how at least you find him attractive and lovable.

• Comments about his skills and strength are not only an ego boost, but they make him giddy because it means you are watching. You pay attention to him enough to notice such intricate details about him, his fighting patterns, his skills in combat he’s so proud of that usually don’t get much positive attention.

• He also appreciates praise about his strength because he feels like it makes you feel more safe to know he can protect you. And even if you don’t particularly think that way, HE still feels more proud and confident because he knows he can protect and care for his beloved.

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BAHHHH RAHHH RAHHGGHHHH RAHH RAHHHHHHH!1!1!1!1!1!1!

That’s all :3

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underfvced · 2 years ago

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“Writing”

> Writer!Reader x Uppermoons

> Headcanon: Reader's favorite hobby is writing and the Uppermoons took interest in her hobby, What do the uppermoons thinks of reader's excellent skills in writing?

> SERIES: I'll be making more for each hobbies (Such as painting, sports etc.)

> Normal Timeline

> Requested by: sleepykye

> ‼️WARNING‼️: Mention of disturbing things at douma's part

> I don't own the pictures used

|KOKUSHIBO|

Reader is a Upper Rank Demon

- You and Kokushibo was sent on a mission together by no other than Muzan Kibutsuji Himself, Your mission was to investigate a certain place where the blue spider lily could be located.

- Investigating for the whole night you still couldn't find the whereabouts of the blue spider lily and it was almost dawn so you and Kokushibo decided to continue searching once the sun goes down.

- The both of you stayed in a abandoned inn and since demons don't really need sleep you are just passing time by doing your favorite hobby which is writing

- You have been writing for a few minutes and Kokushibo is just observing you curious on what you are writing about

- it was silent for a while until kokushibo finally decided to ask you

- "What's...that?"

- you stared at him for a short amount of time before inviting him to come closer so you can show him what you are doing

- He was hesitant at first to come closer but he eventually did and you showed him what you are doing

- "I'm writing books based on my imagination, I have different kinds of them do you want to read them?"

- Kokushibo thought about it for a while before finally saying 'sure'

- You showed him a few books you wrote and his eyes landed on a certain book that have the title of "Brother Stays Together"

- Needless to say after reading it he was OBSESSED

- "Impressive." That's all he said.

- He doesn't say much but he is really interested and invested in your books.

- For the whole day you are writing new chapters for a certain book while kokushibo reads them after you finish

- He thinks you are very skilled in writing and he wouldn't mind reading your books over and over again.

- Reading your books gives him a peace of mind

- Starting from that day on He kept some of the books you made with him just so he could read them after training

- Sometimes he would help you with suggesting ideas for your book

- Kokushibo is your Biggest #1 fan even though he won't admit it.

|DOUMA|

You are one of douma's followers

- Douma was planning to consume you

- He was about to enter your room until he stumbled upon a book that you made on the floor

- he was curious so he decided to pick it up and read it

- The book contains disturbing things.

- If other people read your book they would be horrified but for douma he was Impressed

- He loves every detail you put onto the book and praised your skills in his head

- You who just exited your room found douma reading a book, at first you thought it was a normal book but as your vision became more clear you noticed that it was the book you created inspired by your unexplainable and angry thoughts

- 'fuck I'm screwed' you thought

- As soon as douma spotted you in a corner you thought he was going to be disgusted or be horrified of you but he just smiled at you while waving

- "Hello my dear Y/N~ did I woke you up?"

- You greeted him back as you immediately started walking towards him

- "I-i'm sorry for what I wrote, I promise to never do it again!"

- You apologized while bowing your head and douma was confused to why you are apologizing, he then chuckled while placing a fan on his mouth

- "Keep your head up dear, there is no need to be sorry afterall what you just wrote excites me! You should make more of these"

- You were stunned, you didn't expect him to react this way but you are also glad he didn't kicked you out of the cult because you have no where else to go

- "if you wish, my lord"

- Starting from that day on, douma thought that it would be a waste to consume someone who have such talent in writing so he kept you alive

- He always praises your work and treasured the books you gifted to him

- He also uses the disturbing things in your book just to piss off akaza and of course it always work especially if it's with women

|AKAZA|

Reader is Human

- Akaza was just walking around the place trying to gather information about the blue spider lily until he heard a girl crying from a distance

- He tried to ignore it but at the same time he got curious and curiosity got the best of akaza so he followed the noise

- After walking he found you sitting on a bench alone while uncontrollably sobbing with ripped papers around you

- He decided to approach you and you didn't noticed his presence until he spoke

- "Are you okay?"

- You flinched a little and wiped your tears as you stared at the man before you

- at first you wanted to ignore him and continue to have a mental breakdown but there's something inside you that's telling you that you can trust him so you spoke

- "A bunch of teenagers ruined the book I was making and they criticized my work... what's wrong with putting my imagination into a book?"

- Akaza felt pity for you as he gently rubbed your head

- "There's no need to cry about it, I'll help you with making another one."

- Delighted you immediately stopped sobbing since this was the first time that someone offered to help you with writing

- Luckily, nobody else was in the house with you so you invited akaza over to rewrite your book

- Even though akaza still has a mission to finish it wouldn't hurt to stay over a little at someone else's place right? It was almost dawn anyways

- At your place, Akaza gave you inspiration and ideas as you wrote them down in a piece of paper

- The whole time he was admiring your facial features while you are writing

- After a few hours, You are still not halfway finish but akaza could see your talents in writing stories

- You offered to let him read some books you have done before and he reluctantly agreed

-He's a bit scared to hold the book you are giving afraid that he will somehow ruin it

- After reading for a while, akaza was mesmerized by your writing

- He finds it heart-warming and calming

- Because of you he develops such likings to book

- Even though he only likes books when you are the writer

- "You are really good at this Y/N, I don't get why those people would look down at your skills."

- When the sun comes down he had to take his leave since he didn't want to upset his Lord Muzan but luckily for him you let him take some of your book for him to read when he's bored

- at first akaza didn't really like the thought of having to take your book with him

- He's worried that it might get destroyed when he's fighting a demon hunter and he didn't want to destroy such masterpiece

- But again he's afraid that he will hurt your feelings if he refused so he just made sure to take care of it properly

- btw the teenagers who made fun of you are missing

|HANTENGU|

Reader is Human

- You found hantengu near your house and thought that he was just a normal elderly man so you decided to take him in your house just to take proper care of him in a short amount of time

- He only stayed for a day and as soon as the sun goes down he decided to leave as he have a mission to fulfill

- "wait! Isn't it too dark for you to go out?"

- He flinched when he heard your voice and apologized that he really has to go

- You didn't stop him understanding that he probably has a home to return to so you gave him a book before he leaves

- He hesitantly accepted your gift before leaving and gave you a thanks before running off like a scaredy-cat

- At the mission, Hantengu got bored and decided to read the book you gave him

- After finishing the book he was speechless

- Too good that he was speechless

- He lets also lets the other clones read your book

- What the other clones think:

- Sekido, Finds peace in your writing

- Aizetsu, Finds Comfort in your writing

- Karaku and Urogi won't get tired of re-reading the comedy in your book and they find it fun

|Gyokko|

Reader is a Upper Rank Demon

- Gyokko was giving his fellow uppermoons a pot as a gift

- He also gifted you a pot with Sakura inspired design and you happily took it

- You decided to exchange gifts with him, as he gave you the pot you gave him a book that you made just a few days prior

- He was happy that you also gave him something so in order to appreciate your gift he started reading it

- Now, Gyokko isn't the type to appreciate someone else's work but when it comes to you he feel head over heels for your writing

- He thinks it's 'Art'

- He loved the details and the calmness that it brought him

- He treasures your book now

- He even made a pot inspired by the book you gave him

|DAKI \ GYUTARO|

Reader works under daki

- Even though daki was cruel towards you this doesn't stop you from wanting to give her a gift

- You gifted her a book that is about 'Siblings Love'

- At first, Daki seems uninterested but she took your gift anyways

- At first she was debating whether to burn it or just rip it apart (poor reader)

- surprisingly she did none of the above when she saw the title which is 'Siblings Love'

- She decided to give it a chance so she read it

- Daki didn't even noticed how much time passed by when she was reading the book you gifted her

- At first, daki seems confused to why she was suddenly feeling crying

- It's as if there's something in her head that she couldn't describe

- As expected, she called gyutaro just because of unexplained feelings

- After departing from daki's body, He quickly patted his sister's head

- "Why are you crying..your face is too beautiful to cry.."

- "Listen brother, This book...it made me feel something unexplainable.. I don't know just read it"

- Gyutaro raised an eyebrow at his younger sister as he started reading the book that his sister gave to him

- An hour past by and He finally figured out why daki's crying about the book

- it made him tear up a little too

- "Whoever wrote this surely knows how to get to my beautiful little sister's feelings eh?"

- Starting from that day, daki won't admit it but she did love your writing as much as gyutaro does

- Daki insulted your skills in writing and told you to make more better books She only insults you just so you could keep making more

- of course you thought that daki didn't really liked your creations until she said something surprising

- "I like the books you made..but just a bit! So don't get too full of yourself."

- That's where you understand that daki is just indenial

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a-chip-in-inosukes-nichirin · 9 months ago

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Car Riding Part 3

Fandom: Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba

Rating: Mature/Explicit - Minors DNI (18+ only)

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Gyutaro/Reader

Tags: Penis in Vagina Sex, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Hickeys, Virgin Gyutaro, Female Reader

Wordcount: 1.8k

They're a seat short in the car, and you have to ride back on Gyutaro's lap. He may have been complaining about being dragged out all day in his head, but maybe by the time they reach the beach house he'll have changed his mind.

Cross posted from my AO3 account.

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If you’d asked Gyutaro before he left for the beach where he saw himself in 12 hours, the answer probably would have been “strangling Douma”, “dealing with sunburn”, or “listening to Ume’s latest gripes about her professors”, and not “getting seduced by his sister’s classmate”. As it was, he wasn’t complaining: your hands were currently caressing his face while you peppered kisses along his neck and chest, pressing back against his erection that begged for attention. His hands ghosted along your hips, still a little hesitant to grab them and guide you to where he really wanted them.

You noticed, a smirk playing on your lips as they pressed against his skin. Sliding back, you positioned yourself, holding him in one hand and guiding his tip to your entrance. Gyutaro’s eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates, breath caught in his throat and lower lip in his jagged teeth as the swollen head brushed against the velvety folds. He watched as you slid down, inch by inch, his cock disappearing inside of you. That thought alone almost had him cumming there and then, but he dug his fingernails into the skin of his thigh as a distraction, your silky walls swallowing him in a tight grip as you met his eyes.

Gyutaro had never expected anyone to look at him the way you did. Your eager gaze was lidded, mouth curving up in genuine pleasure and want. Each feather-soft touch of your fingertips sparked electricity across his skin and buzzed pleasantly in the wake of the drag of your nails. The faint red marks faded quickly into a pink warmth, and he wanted to beg you to keep tracing his skin, but bit back the plea in embarrassment.

He’d grown up being spurned for his appearance, told his face and body were ugly. The thing is, when you’re told it long enough, you start to believe it, fashioning yourself after the words that shaped your view. He gave up on trying to tame his frizzy hair, didn’t care if his eyes were perpetually bloodshot from lack of sleep, and abating the dryness of his hands and lips no longer seemed to matter when he’d already grown comfortable with being viewed as hideous.

Ume was nothing like him; her skin was clear and soft, her face unblemished. No bags settled under her eyes, and her fingers were manicured, not a hangnail in sight. The only crooked thing was her devious smile, whereas Gyutaro’s spine and teeth both slanted if you peered closely. He’d spent his whole life watching people fall over themselves to have Ume look at them only to curl their lip when he appeared to scare them off at her request (they were annoying her, she said), watching disgust fill their faces. He’d been so used to the automatic upturned noses at his appearance that your actions mystified him, even as his moans filled the air, bitten off and hushed with a worry that others might hear.

“Don’t do that,” you pulled Gyutaro’s hand away from his mouth where he was biting down to control himself. “You’re breaking the skin.”

His whimpers were high and nasal, filling your ears deliciously as the muscles in your legs started to burn a little with the measured pace you’d set. He sounded pathetic and sweet. It had you quivering with delight, pressing a thumb to his lower lip that was caught between his sharp teeth and tugging it from where it was being held captive.

“I want to hear you,” you slowed the movement of your hips.

Gyutaro was drunk on pleasure, jerking up in an attempt to regain that blessed friction you denied him. Why had you stopped? He reached back a few moments in his memory, dragging your words to the forefront of his mind. His addled brain managed to string together a sentence in reply, despite the gone look in his eyes.

“Someone, mmmm- might hear-”

“And?” you slammed your hips back into his, watching his back arch off the bed a bit as he let out a cry. “I don’t care.”

You latched your lips onto the thin skin of his neck, sucking and laving your tongue as you continued bouncing up and down. Gyutaro’s eyes rolled back into his skull, his blunt nails scratching at your thighs and hips, digging in until bruises began to form underneath his fingers. His skin bloomed with purple marks left by your lips and teeth, accompanied by groans as the number of them grew. When his neck and chest had been sufficiently covered, you pulled back to inspect your work, stopping your incessant and uncoordinated rocking. Gyutaro whined at the loss of your lips, cracking open his eyes to glance up at you.

His breath stuck in his throat as he lay under you, staring up at the vision of loveliness seated on him, gazing down with adoring eyes. He’d never had that expression directed at him before, and it filled his stomach and chest with a syrupy warmth that made him was to squirm away. His cock ached inside you, but his heart fluttered and jumped with desire that wasn’t quite lust.

“What?” he rasped, a bit unnerved as you continued to look him over.

“I’m just admiring you,” you smiled- or more accurately beamed. “You’re pretty like this.”

Gyutaro mumbled something, which you couldn’t make out, but his hands moved from your waist to cover his face. He was trying to hide his blush, but you simply lifted yourself up and drove yourself back down on his dick, watching the way his hands quickly returned to scrabble at your body as his mouth fell open and eyes went hazy again. His pale skin was peppered with wine-colored spots from your earlier attention, many above where his collar would rest, and you relished the idea that they’d be on display the next day where the others could see your handiwork.

Gyutaro’s mind was blank, only able to comprehend the pleasure that you inflicted on him, your hands braced on either side of his head as you rode him. His hands assisted in slamming you into him as hard as he was able to muster. Nothing had prepared him for how good this felt- not porn, not highly-embellished locker room bragging, not even those steamy bodice-ripper romance stories Ume left lying around the apartment.

The slickness between his legs where your body met his and the hand you moved to cradle his face were the only two things he could focus on, unaware of how his volume grew, grunts and ragged moans slipping from his parted lips.

The slightest line of drool tracked down his chin as his head was thrown back on a particularly harsh slap of skin, colors exploding behind his eyelids. His hoarse cry cut off halfway through, breathless at the pulse of pleasure and unable to do more than quiver and shake as he arched off the sheets, hands pulled you against him, locking you from moving until he finally went limp, gasping and panting.

When his brain finally caught up to the sensations of his body, he realized you were still seated on his lap, stroking his hair and whispering kind, gentle words in between careful kisses placed on his cheeks where tear tracks had appeared. The realization that he had cried during his orgasm made him want to shrink in on himself. He groaned, turning his face away. He couldn’t bear to look at you. You were going to think he was lame and tell him he was the most pathetic guy ever.

“Hey,” you whispered. “You okay?”

Gyutaro looked anywhere but at you. His mumbled reply was indiscernible.

“What?”

“I’m lame,” he repeated, just loud enough for you to make out. “I cried like a fucking baby. You must think I’m a loser.”

“Gyu,” you put your hand under his chin. “I liked it. I think you looked beautiful.”

As much as Gyutaro was accustomed to distrusting any flattering words, yours were laced with such sincerity he thought maybe… maybe he could believe you. Your flushed face certainly wasn’t a lie, nor was the copious amounts of moisture between your legs-

“Shit!” Gyutaro jerked up, face filled with horror. “I-fuck- I came inside you.”

His hasty movement had dislodged you from his lap, falling back between his legs and slipping off his softening cock. White fluid dripped out of your hole and Gyutaro swallowed, the visual not helping his flagging erection. You giggled when his dick jumped, his eyes locked on your cunt.

“I’m on birth control, you’re alright.”

“O-oh…”

“It’s okay, I should’ve mentioned it earlier,” you patted his leg, trying to alleviate his obvious concern.

He nodded, gaze still latched on your sex. It was almost amusing how nervous he was as he swallowed, opening and closing his mouth a couple times before finally getting out the words.

“So… then we can do it again?”

The next morning at breakfast your eyes were half-shut as you shoveled cereal into your mouth, missing a couple of times and dribbling the milk down your chin. The exhaustion from the previous day (and following night) left your body aching pleasantly. You needed a nap, regardless of if you’d only woken twenty minutes ago. The kitchen quickly filled with the others, bickering and light conversation clouding the air over your head while your mind was preoccupied with memories from the last twenty-four hours. Gyutaro had yet to appear, and you smiled softly to yourself at the way he’d looked sleeping soundly in your bed this morning, his gray t-shirt rucked up above his stomach.

While you lazily spooned your quick breakfast past your lips, Tengen’s eyes flitted over to you. An amused grin settled on his face, and he leaned over the kitchen island to rest his chin on the palm of his large hand.

“Nice hickey.”

The noise around you suddenly quieted and several pairs of eyes shifted to where you sat. Your hand lifted to brush at your neck.

I didn’t realize I had a visible one-

Tengen laughed at your expression while Ume exclaimed and grabbed your face, turning it to inspect the mark.

“So, who was it? Or did you sneak out for a clandestine meeting last night?” Akaza prodded, drinking milk straight from the carton while Enmu perched on the counter.

You felt a bit like shrinking in your chair at the attention but noticed Gyutaro’s sleepy form wandering into the kitchen behind everyone crowded near you.

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” you shrugged, turning your attention back to your cereal. “Good morning, Gyu.”

Gyutaro paused, reaching for the fridge door as everyone turned to look at him. He was still half-asleep and his oversized white t-shirt exposed a great deal of his neck… which was decimated with bruises. You could have heard a pin drop. Tengen whipped his head back and forth between the two of you, eyes bugging out and mouth hanging open. Ume was shocked into silence, but it didn’t last long.

The kitchen erupted into a cacophony of questions and yelling, which you ignored, only sending Gyutaro an apologetic smile as he settled down across from you.

“Sorry,” you whispered.

“Don’t mention it,” Gyutaro grunted, the faintest grin pricking the corners of his mouth. “Why do you think I changed my shirt?”

#gyutaro smut #kimetsu no yaiba #fanfiction #crossposted on ao3 #gyutaro #ao3 writer #demon slayer

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birdier · 2 months ago

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#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #toji fushiguro #toji x you #toji x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer akaza #daki demon slayer #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro and daki #yu yu hakusho #genkai #yu yu hakusho fanfiction

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thelivingvoodoodoll · 7 months ago

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❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿ ➳༻❀✿❀༺➳ ❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿

Hey guys I’m back again ･. ° . ✿

I’m posting this to let you guys know I’m planning on writing a really long slow burn for Gyutaro and Y/N🤍

❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿ ➳༻❀✿❀༺➳ ❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿

This story will have Y/N as a demon slayer, however she will turn into a demon later in the story. I hope this isn’t something that makes people avoid demon slayer fanfictions. For lore purposes and to match the story line, Y/N will be Tengen Uzui’s tsuguko. I don’t plan on making her a sound breather so please give recommendations on what breathing style she’ll use, (made up ones too). Y/N will also be around the age of Tengen and have a little sister, I apologize if this isn’t wanted when reading.

This story will follow along with the cannon story of the entertainment district arc but will plug in Y/N. Despite this, for this story line, Gyutaro and Daki will survive yet Uzui will still be in his end condition. Dw though, Gyutaro and Tengen will fight after Y/N turns into a demon. 🤍

❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿ ➳༻❀✿❀༺➳ ❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿

Please send any recommendations or wants! I don’t have an exact date for when I’ll start but hopefully it will start soon.

Thanks for your interest 🤍

#gyutaro #fanfic #kny tengen #demon slayer #tengen uzui #y/n #x reader #training arc #entertainment district arc #muzan kibutsuji #fanfiction recommendation

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anomaly-hivemind · 4 months ago

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Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Our Lineup for this year's Kinktober, if you'd like to be tagged for a certain story please say so down below by specifying what story/stories. of if you have any questions!

Week One

Day One ☆ Permanent | Vaginal Fingering with Tattoo Artist! Trafalgar D. Water Law

Day Two ☆ A Taste of Fire | Predator/Prey with Dragon! Rengoku Kyojuro

Day Three ☆ Kiss Me <3 | Anal Sex with Deadpool x Wolverine

Day Four ☆ Forever and Always, My Dear | Kidnapping with Overhaul

Day Five ☆ Beep Boop | Robots with Ken Sato

Day Six ☆ The Heat Note | A/B/O Fuck or Die with Light Yagami x L Lawliet x Misa Amane

Day Seven ☆ More than Seven Minutes | Mutual Masterbation with Eren Jaeger

Week Two

Day Eight ☆ An Apple a Day | Medical Malpractice with Incubi/Succubi

Day Nine ☆ Whore Convention | Free Use with Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Pennywise, Jeepers Creepers, Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Albert Wesker, and Pyramid Head

Day Ten ☆ Keep Quiet! | Public Sex and Accidental Stimulation with Sae Itoshi

Day Eleven ☆ Bloody Petals | Blood Kink with Fem. Vampire OC

Day Twelve ☆ I Need to Know | Body Worship with Scientist! Laios Touden

Day Thirteen ☆ The Monster in the Garden | Overstimulation with Sukuna x Cinderella

Day Fourteen ☆ Dive In | Mating with Merman! Gojo Satoru

Week Three

Day Fifteen ☆ Infected | Sex Pollen with The Last of Us Zombie

Day Sixteen ☆ Under and Over | Size kink with Monster under the the bed! Muriel [The Arcana]

Day Seventeen ☆ Weep for Me | Dacryphilia with Weeping Angel! Tsukasa Shishio

Day Eighteen ☆ Whose Better | Spitroasting with Gang Orca x Reader x Shishido

Day Nineteen ☆ Containment Failed | Mind Control with SCP-49 and SCP-35

Day Twenty ☆ Be Mine? | Breeding with Werewolf! All Might

Day Twenty-One ☆ Money for Muff | Fantasy Sugar Daddy with Dragon! Crocodile

Week Four

Day Twenty-Two ☆ Love Me Lonely | Dry Humping with Frankenstein Monster! Tomura Shigaraki

Day Twenty-Three ☆ Let me Help You | Savior Complex and Coersion with Albedo [Overlord]

Day Twenty-Four ☆ Behind You | Car Sex with Ghostface

Day Twenty-Five ☆ Tangled Up | Double Penetration with Naga OC

Day Twenty-Six ☆ High and Mighty | Chastity with Sub! Elf Vinsmoke Sanji

Day Twenty-Seven ☆ Knightly Presence | Edging with Demon Bruce Wayne

Day Twenty-Eight ☆ Delulu is the Solulu | Vouyerism with Gyutaro

Week Five

Day Twenty-Nine ☆ Caught | Bondage with Spider! Choso

Day Thirty ☆ Beg For Me | Begging with Dom! Goddess Nico Robin

Day Thirty-One ☆ My Light | Cryptidfucking with the Mothman

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Upper moons with a black demon reader (fem) bonus if she thicccc😖😖😖

𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓬𝔂

These are actual short stories, not head canons. And fill free to let me know if you want the full versions of these.

This piece is written for the Upper Moons , characters from Demon Slayer .

Kinks Included : Fem Receiving, Overstim, Breeding, Cervix Kissing, Mating Press, Praise, Monster Fucking, Fist Fucking, Sub Gyutaro, Dom Reader, Clothes Smelling.

Enjoy!

Kokushibo

Kokushibo is quiet, blunt and well-mannered man, and is renowned for being the strongest demon, on par with Muzan himself. So imagine his astonishment when you a lower rank demon happened to accidentally hear about his longing to become even stronger and defeat his brother, even in death. Though his initial instinct was to eliminate you to keep this event a secret, he couldn't bring himself to draw his sword once he saw the moonlight bathe you in its glow.

You were an enchanting vision, the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Your figure was exquisitely proportioned, and the slight curve of your stomach peeking out from the kimono added to your allure. What truly captivated him was your radiant, smooth, deep bronze skin that shimmered under the moonlight. Surprisingly, when you saw him, you didn't flee or scream; instead, you gracefully sat beside him, attentively listening as he passionately spoke about himself.

And so began your extraordinary bond. Each night, like clockwork, you would rendezvous at the same place, finding solace in Kokushibo's comforting embrace, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. Occasionally, he'd playfully pinch your cheek, affectionately remarking, "You're so adorable, I could devour you." This endearing quip would occasionally prompt you to gaze up at him with a raised eyebrow, retorting, "I hope you don't actually mean that." In response, a warm laugh would escape him, deepening the charm of your enchanting connection.

You cherished his laughter, as it made you feel like you could truly ease his burdens. So the one day when you arrived at your usual meeting spot and couldn’t find Kokushibo, worry crept into your heart. However, as you settled down, a comforting embrace enveloped you, and you sensed his head resting gently on the center of your back. You attempted to turn around to look at him but hesitated, prompting you to inquire, "What's bothering you, Kokus?" His grip tightened, and he confessed, "I feel ashamed of myself." Confused, you turned your head to the left, wondering why someone as strong as him would feel such emotions. Finally, you asked, "What's making you feel so ashamed ?" He then lifted his head and uttered.“ My mind as been running with thoughts of you swelled up with my kid causing the tent in my pants to keep growing”

" Then why not make that idea into actuality?" you propose, while gently resting your palm over his leg. And in that moment, you found yourself in a position where your knees were pressed against your chest, as Kokushibo thrust his cock against your cervix causing your sloppy wet cunt to throb and tighten , which made you pull closer to him and embrace him in your arms.“Fuck your pulling me so tightly, you can’t wait to be bred with my child can’t you” Kokushibo groans into the nap of your neck. you didn’t even try to speak, you were way too drunk on the feeling of his cock deep inside you.

Safe to say you didn’t leave until you looked pregnant

Doma

In contrast to Kokushibo, Doma was characterized by his playful, flirtatious nature and, admittedly, his tendency to be outright annoying. But he didn't mind. Actually, he couldn't care less about grasping the intricacies of emotions. However, when you entered the picture, he found himself bewildered by his own desire to have you close, unable to fathom why he couldn't simply devour you. Everything felt inexplicable to him, so he stuck to what he knew best—teasing and playful banter, a realm where he felt comfortable and confident.

Despite being aware that Doma was fond of something about you, the exact reason behind his intense attraction remained an enigma. Surrounded by numerous young and beautiful women vying for his attention, he consistently chose to engage with you. One day, he teasingly murmured into your ear, "You know, this outfit is really turning me on," while enveloping you with his arms around your waist. You would instinctively push him away, pretending as if nothing happened, attempting to gain a brief respite from his playful advances.

However, despite your efforts to ignore him, the outcome remained unchanged. Each time, he would summon you to his quarters late at night, ensuring a servant escorted you to prevent any escape. Once you reached the door, he would swiftly pull you inside, wasting no time to undress you and intimately intertwine with you. Thus, another one of your prolonged nights with Doma would commence. Yet, no matter how many times you experienced this, the overwhelming intensity of the encounters never ceased to catch you off guard, leaving you unable to grow accustomed to the situation.

He would always position you in front of a mirror, and you would be forced to watch as his finger curled inside, transforming your cute cunt into a sloppy mess. And If you dared to closed your eyes, he would stop and wait for you to open them again. "Only good girls that do what they're told get to cum" He would say as he placed butterfly kisses down your nap. Yet it was the combination of his firm cock pressing into your ass and his penetrating look that you could feel even with your eyes closed it made you feel like a fly caught in a spider's web.

Yet he would eventually get tired of waiting for you to open your eyes and he would just shove his entire cock deep inside you, not giving you any time to adjust to his size before his cock slammed back inside your cunt. And at soon point just like every night you would find yourself face to face with Doma and yet even as you wrap your arms around his neck and place your head in his chest moaning loudly for him to slowly down he would only laugh and slap your ass before saying something like. “Are you sure you want me to slowly down slut, it seems like to me you love it I’m rough with you. Every time I slap these fat ass of yours your cunt twitches” That would be only one of the many embarrassing positions he could put you in.

Though every following morning , you were unable to get out of bed, but when you did make it out of the bed you headed to the mirror were you noticed a purple hand print on your tanned liked ass. “Doma you son of a bitch when I find you you’re dead”

Akaza

Akaza may come off as a bit brusque and rugged, but once he's back home with you, he becomes as gentle as putty in your arms. Spending hours sitting down, he lovingly helps you with your hair, placing tender kisses down your neck. What truly warms his heart is when he returns from a rough day at work, most likely due to Doma's antics, and you let him rest his head on your thighs as you massage away his worries."

He wouldn't come right out and say it, but the way his head would sink into your thick thighs while he developed in your warmth and his nose filled with your delicious aroma was intoxicating to him. It always made him want to take you to bed and fuck all of his remaining frustration into you.

But even though he told you he loved it when you let him lay his head on your thigh you insisted that they were too big and disgusting, always talking about how you should lose weight and that always pissed him off.

That's how you ended up here, with your eyes rolled back in your head while Akaza licked long hot laps across your adorable cunt and coiled his thumb around your inflated clit. He moaned as he bit your thighs, "Fuck your beautiful. You wanted to push him away so your overstimulated clit could rest, but every time you tried he’d put his head on your mark thighs and look up at you begging with puppy dog eyes to let him continue, the scene made your hands go weak causing you to give in.

It's better to indicate you'll be there for a while since he won't let up until you give in and tell him you're stunning on the inside as well as the outside.

Gyokko

Upon first meeting Gyokko, he initially seemed completely absorbed in his art, paying little attention to anyone else. However, that all changed when you stumbled upon one of his vases, which left you breathless with its beauty. As he delved into the details of its creation, you discovered that he used a unique and intriguing medium - human blood as paint. Though initially taken aback by this unconventional choice, as he continued to explain the meticulous process he put into each vase, you couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer dedication and effort he poured into his masterpieces. You found yourself in the midst of Gyokko's enchanting gift exchange. Each day, he would present you with mesmerizing artworks, whether it was a serene zen garden crafted from human bone or a living statue. With each piece, he would sit down with you, seeking your insights and feedback, always eager to improve his creations.

Then, on one extraordinary day, Gyokko surprised you with a unique gift – a statue of yourself. Instead of you explaining your admiration, he took the initiative to express his own feelings about it. "This has to be one of my favorite pieces yet," he said passionately. "I selected the finest human for this sculpture, enhancing the beauty of your sepia-like skin and with spider lilies I brong out your captivating red undertones. Everything about this piece is simply breathtaking, don't you agree?"In awe, you were left speechless, and in response, you tenderly kissed his cold cheek, conveying your appreciation and approval.

Ever since that memorable interaction, Gyokko continued to surprise you with his mesmerizing masterpieces, and your gratitude was conveyed with a tender kiss on his cheek. The other upper moons often teased and questioned your relationship, especially Doma, who playfully suggested that you should just date since you already acted like a married couple.

Both of you blushed and vehemently denied any romantic involvement, insisting that your bond was that of friends and comrades, demons united in arms. At least, that's what you believed until Gyokko presented you with vases adorably adorned with a picture of you both sharing a kiss. As you nodded in response to the gift, he spoke with a hint of hope in his voice, "Perhaps, instead of just kissing me on the cheek, you could kiss me for real this time. Maybe we could even be more than just friends."

With a playful laugh, you jest with Gyokko, pondering how you would even kiss him – should it be on his eyes or his lips that are his eye? Seeing the sadness in his expression, you quickly reassure him, saying you were just kidding, and you would love to kiss him. In response, he eagerly springs back out of his vase, pulling you into his arms. His touch felt cold and somewhat slimy, yet strangely comforting, like a gentle embrace from the sea.

As the two of you embraced your unique relationship, you became an unusual couple within the demon society. However, your fame wasn't derived from heroic deeds like slaying a hashira; it stemmed from Gyokko's newfound passion. He had grown weary of using humans to create his masterpieces, prompting him to explore a new approach – using demons instead. Embracing your role as the higher upper moon, you ventured out each night to find the perfect demons for his new creations.And with every demon you captured for him, Gyokko rewarded you with a special and intimate gesture, expressing his appreciation and affection for your unwavering support in his artistic endeavors.

Not many people have seen Gyokko in his ultimate form, but those who have described him as looking like a merman and promising to cram you full of his cocks as a reward. First, he'd shower you with compliments—"Your too beautiful for the world," "You are any artist's inspiration," and so on—until you were on your knees with shame, and then he'd grab you, pulling you up to him so his cold, wet lips, could kiss you all the way up your arm to your neck. Just like every other night, you found yourself dangling from his shoulder as both of his cocks stuffed your hole, not pulling out until you were a dripping, muttering mess. Gyokko wasn't one for foreplay or teasing; he believed it was best to get straight to the point.

So by the end of the night you stuffed full and your body felt cold and sticky but you couldn’t think of a better way to spend your night.

Gyutaro

You held the position of a substitute upper-rank demon, with the potential to ascend to a true upper moon only in the event of a seat holder's demise. Despite this, your presence at upper rank meetings was essential to ensure you were well-informed, prepared to step in if necessary.

Though upon every meeting you soon bey fond of Gyutaro and Daki, the sixth-ranking upper moon siblings, a profound connection emerged, bridging their past lives with their present. Having acquainted yourself with their histories, you intuitively pieced together the nuances of their personalities. Gyutaro's role as the elder and leader was unmistakable, evident in his sister's unwavering grasp, signifying her implicit trust in his protection and care.

Evidently, he lavished upon her every conceivable luxury, mirroring the indulgent tendencies of his fellow upper moons. However, you consciously elected to maintain a distance from the duo, recognizing the imprudence of cultivating a friendship that might jeopardize your own ascent within their ranks. Despite your attempts to avert your attention, a sense of inner turmoil tugged at you.

Gyutaro bore the appearance of one who had abstained from sustenance for days, almost as if he willingly relinquished his own nourishment to provide for his sister. His incessant scratching hinted at a deeper affliction beneath his skin, one he grappled with. In contrast, although you initially perceived Daki as a vexing child, prone to tears upon encountering resistance, the intensity of her gaze toward her brother conveyed a profound sense of responsibility, hinting at an unspoken self-blame for his condition.

One fateful evening, you ventured into the enigmatic allure of the red light district. As you navigated the streets, you caught the gaze of curious onlookers, undeterred by the amorous advances of some men. With your characteristic indifference, you brushed aside their advances, continuing your nocturnal journey. Your path led you to the brothel where Daki plied her trade. Upon entering, you addressed the receptionist, your intent clear. Astonishingly, he anticipated your arrival, uttering "230" before your very approach.

Proceeding to the designated room, you encountered Daki, her presence enhanced by the encircling ribbons that adorned the space. Seating yourself before her, she broke the silence with a curt inquiry, "What brings you here?" A fleeting search for Gyutaro yielded no result, prompting you to respond, "I had intended to engage with both you and Gyutaro, to share a meal and have a conversation or two . Yet, since his absence, I shall take my leave." Rising from your seat, you initiated your exit, but her voice stayed your departure, "We do not mind if you stay as long as you leave once my shifts over. We anticipate the arrival of demon slayers later tonight."

As it came to be your turn to speak, the word "We" lingered on your lips, yet your attention was abruptly captivated by the emergence of Gyutaro from Daki's back. Initially, you dismissed it as a mere illusion, albeit an odd one. Seating himself beside his sibling, Gyutaro's countenance bore a fleeting trace of disdain as he regarded you.

Unperturbed, you brushed aside the momentary discomfort, producing a couple of blood packets. Presenting them, you noticed Daki's quizzical expression and promptly explained, "I observed that you both seemed to be depriving yourselves, so I brought blood as a gesture of friendship." This gesture appeared to agitate Gyutaro, prompting him to voice his skepticism, "Oh, how could someone like you, possessing both beauty and intellect, possibly comprehend our predicament." While inwardly gratified by the unexpected compliment, you chose to remain composed, brushing off the flattery.

"Indeed, I may not fully comprehend your circumstances, but if it's acceptable to you, I'd be more than willing to offer my assistance. And please, don't underestimate yourself – your quite handsome yourself," you remarked, a faint blush gracing your cheeks. This unexpected reaction seemed to render Gyutaro momentarily speechless, punctuating the night with an unusual silence.

As the time to part ways arrived, you bid your farewell to Daki and Gyutaro, initiating a pattern that would become a part of your nightly routine. Amidst your missions, you consistently found yourself drawn to the brothel, forging a connection with the two siblings. The evenings flowed harmoniously as stories from the past intertwined with discussions about fellow demons. Over time, your companionship deepened, and you discovered yourself gradually succumbing to feelings for Gyutaro. His blend of shyness and boldness, coupled with his profound understanding, resonated deeply with your own sensibilities, making him an ideal match.

You were taken aback when, during your stay at the brothel, you awoke in the middle of the night to use the restroom and saw Gyutaro through the crack in the door, stroking his cock and moaning your name, saying things like, "Fuck you feel so fucking good." You then saw him sniffing your kimono's top coat and thrust his cock into his fist, realizing that he was imagining you. You were about to leave when the door opened, exposing your cover. Causing him to say, "Who's there?" and not wanting to waste these chance you opened the door . He then covered his face in an attempt to hide, but you thwarted him and say.

"I didn't say you had to stop you can keep going, while I watch right pervert ." He gazed at you for a second, expecting your face expression and tone to change but once he saw it wasn’t going to. He uncovered himself and started thrusting into his fist again, but this time he was moving even quicker. But the your smell your body it was all becoming to much for him to handle but right as his was about to cum you push his hand a way from his cock while slowly sliding your panties of and sitting on lap causing him to look up at you confused and say "W-what are you doing?"

You then look at him with lust in your eyes and tell him, "Exactly what it looks like, I'm not letting you cum until your a sobbing mess in front of me." He is at a loss for words; no woman as beautiful as you has ever shown interest in him, much less looked at him with such intensity that he felt like he would cum at your mere presence.

Let's just say you held on to him until he was a blubbering mess, begging you to stop torturing his overstimed cock.

Decided to make a separate post for Hantengu and his colones hopefully I’ll have it done in a few day.

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