#kokushibo x malereader

[mythicalmyles]

Hello again!

I saw that you were fine writing for demon slayer so I wanted to ask if you would be fine writing something for Muzan and Kokushibo?

Like double pen, noncon or anything you want to add to it.

Sorry if this is akward, I never requested anything before :']

<🌪> <3

(Noncon, Double Pen, Overstim, Sub!Bottom!Male!Reader, Mentions of Blood, Stomach Bulging)

Muzan's an asshole

You let out a sob into Muzan’s palm, his fingers digging into your cheeks. You shook as you felt the tip of his cock pressing against your hole, fear filling up your stomach as you braced yourself. “I’m surprised no one plucked you up yet, just sitting there all wide eyed and pretty and all alone.” Muzan’s voice was like velvet, his words held a psychotic note.

He began pushing you down onto his cock, his palm keeping your mouth shut as you whined through gritted teeth. It felt unbearable having him slide into you, your ass clenching around his cock. You could feel every ridge on his cock, his thick shaft stretching you to your limit.

The pain was mind numbing but you forced your body to relax, welcoming him deeper inside of you. You curled back into his chest, pathetic cries held back by Muzan’s hand.

The sudden opening of the door had you jumping up, moaning when Muzan’s cock rubbed roughly against your prostate. Your wide eyes stared into six yellow pupils that swam in oceans of blood, the overwhelming feeling of being utterly powerless wrapped its way around your heart and clenched around it tight.

You shook in Muzan's arms as eyes roamed your body. "Care to join?" Muzan's voice had your blood turning cold, his blatant disregard for your wants scaring you. You knew better then to defy or fight him, yet your body screamed at you as your eyes glossed over with tears.

Before you had even fully blinked Kokushibo appeared in front of you, you let out a gasp as you flung yourself back into Muzan's chest. Muzan's chuckle was cold and lifeless, Kokushibo's hands rubbing circles around your buds. Your mouth gaped as you looked up at him. "Where did you find this delicious little thing?" You whined, his words striking fear into your heart.

"Little thing was hiding in a barn, shaking like a leaf." They both laughed. "His mother was particularly delicious." You sobbed into Muzan's hand, tears freely running down your cheeks as blood flashed through your mind.

His leather gloved hand stuck to your sweaty skin, you already felt beyond your limit but Kokushibo grabbed your thighs just under the knee and spread them around his hips. You could feel every muscle Muzan had pressing up against your back, his shirt sticking to your sweaty skin.

Muzan's hand moved from your mouth to your neck, resting his hand around your throat. You let out a loud cry when Kokushibo's cock began sliding in next to Muzan's cock, it felt unbearable with every inch that slid into you. You could feel the tears and snot drip down your face as you openly sobbed, you could never have imaged in your life that two demons would split you open on their cocks.

Muzan's rough hands grabbing you from out behind a hay bale stuck in your mind, screams of horror filling the once peaceful night sky. You knew you were dripping precum, you could feel it dribbling down your cock. You were wrapped up in shame, the feeling of their cocks ramming into your prostate was mind blowing.

You could see their cocks bulging out your stomach, shivers wracking your body at the sight of them stretching out your insides. "Looks like he's falling apart." Kokushibo's voice barley registered in your head, completely drunk off of the feeling of them slamming their thick cock's into your tiny hole. "He can take it." Muzan smirked, hand slapping against your thigh and causing a yelp to flee for your lips.

You felt your own cum hit you in the chin, whining when Muzan stopped you from wiping it off. "Oh no, pretty, you better get use to that." Muzan's words had you shaking in his grasp, his hand lightly tightening around your neck. Kokushibo groaned at the sight of you loosing oxygen.

You could feel your own eyes rolling back, the grunts of the two men ploughing into you fading and ringing out. Muzan finally relazed his hand and you coughed as you sucked in air. "Fuck, fuck." Kokoshibo groaned as he released inside of you, the feeling of you clenching around him too much.

He leaned back against the table, arms tensing as he held onto the edge, happy to watch Muzan continue pounding into you. "We're gonna be here all night, pretty boy." Muzan chuckled, eyes widening in glee with his newfound pet.

[cyberbark]

Hello I saw that you were taking requests! I'm unsure if your still taking them or not so if your not you can ignore this! I was wondering if you could write for a kokushibo or Rengoku x reader, maybe add a bit of a hair-pulling kink. If you'd like me to I can specify a bit more but the rest is up to your imagination! (Idk if you comfortable with it or not but if you are could you do a reader receiving blowjob-)

Note: Hey anon, thanks for the ask <3 I dunno if I did justice to this work but you can ask again if it wasn't how you wanted it! I only wrote for Kokushibo (i have awful time management skills), so yeah.

Also thank you to the ones who reblog, i love seeing your tags

minors and fem aligned dni

nsfw below. wc: 1.1k+

kokushib�� — michikatsu tsugikuni “Surely a demon can take more than this, especially the second strongest one. Right?”

cw: power play, asphyxiation (g.), degradation (g.), sadism, oral (r.), slapping (g.), mouth fucking (g.), praise (g.), breeding (g.)

Nobody would believe you if you said that the upper moon one is a whore. But it was alright, such a sight was meant for your eyes alone. Kokushibo was on his knees as he held your waist to support himself while he worked his mouth on your cock. You’d occasionally shoot him unimpressed glances, urging him to be better at what he’s doing. He was certainly not that good at giving head but there is room for improvement. His tongue worked sloppily up your shaft as his fingertips started to painfully dip in your hips.

“Tsk— do I have to do everything by myself?” You tutted, giving him your full attention now. Kokushibo felt a shiver run down his spine because of your voice, excited for what’s about to come.

“Suck properly, slut.” You said with a dismissive glance. He took your dick deeper, it was hitting the back of his throat. He moaned at the slight burn of his throat as his warm mouth moved faster. Groaning at the pleasure, your hands went to grip his hair to keep yourself steady, tugging on it in the process. Kokushibo was breathing raggedly and went to pull away for a breather. Before he could, you gripped his hair and started to fuck his mouth, starting out slow. It felt so good. The desire had spread throughout your lower half, wanting to snap into two. Fastening your pace, you couldn’t be bothered more about letting Kokushibo breathe. He can take everything you give him, he’s your greedy whore after all.

“Some strong demon you are.” You jabbed lightly while letting out a few moans. Kokushibo let his arousal get to him as he shamelessly fingered his hole to prep for you. He kept moaning around your dick, sending up vibrations which made you pull his hair. You maintained eye contact with him for a few moments, “Does it turn you on? To be used as some toy by—hah— a mere human, hm?” You weren’t expecting a response but he nodded. It almost made you laugh, “You’re so desperate.”

Your dick was throbbing in his mouth. It was so big and your continuous thrusts made Kokushibo’s jaw ache. But he didn’t mind that, he rather found it erotic. He wanted you to use him like a common whore, only made for your pleasure. The power trip between you two was overwhelming for him, making his untouched cock jolt at the new feeling.

You were getting close, he could tell. With the way your eyes clouded over with lust, Kokushibo wanted you to fuck him into exhaustion. He needed you badly. A final groan left your lips as you came down his throat and Kokushibo swallowed at whatever few drops of cum landed on his tongue.

After a few minutes of catching your breath and letting Kokushibo have a break, you brought him to your bed. “Ass up f’me, slut.” He immediately flipped over and spread his ass for you. You chuckled darkly. Wasn’t he supposed to be a prim-proper demon? Oh well, you can hold that against him some other time.

You watched as his hole fluttered, waiting to be filled with your cock. His face was buried in the pillow, probably ashamed about this position. Him hiding his face simply won’t work, would it? Gripping the back of his neck, you forced him to turn the side of his face. It was flushed dark red, seeping down till his chest. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” You say as you bring your hand to line your dick with his entrance, dismissing his whine at your statement. You entered him slowly, letting him feel all of your cock. Kokushibou managed to poorly bite back a moan.

His hole took your cock greedily making you gasp slightly. He was hot and tight and you wanted more of it. You shoved the remaining inches of your cock into him mercilessly and started off with rough thrusts.

Your other hand that gripped his neck now went to his mouth, two fingers prying it open and he obediently sucked. He let out pathetic moans and you grinned, seeing him so far gone in pleasure was a sight to behold. “You’re pretty when I fuck you, Michikatsu.” Maybe you shouldn’t have said his name because he cried out loud, already reaching his limit.

“Say please and I might let you cum, Michikatsu.” You say. Whatever sound reasoning was holding back Kokushibo, in that moment it all disappeared. He let out a stream of pleas, wanting you to give into his wishes. “Please let me—ah— cum! I’ll do anything, please!” His voice broke, it was quite amusing watching him beg. “Fuck—please!” His voice heightened by a few pitches and you laughed. “How badly does my slut wanna cum?” You teased, increasing your pace. You’d punish him if he cums without your permission, Kokushibo knows that, but you make it so difficult for him to hold back.

“Please! Ah— I w’nna cum badly.” He was slurring his words, mind going blank while he held onto the last string which kept him from cumming. Giving into his begging, you wrapped a hand around his cock, jerking him off. “Go on, lemme know who’s making Michikatsu feel this good.”

Kokushibo nearly screamed your name when he came undone, his hole clenching tightly on your cock making you moan. Your hand was messy with his cum as Kokushibo panted at his orgasm. You wanted to ruin him further. You picked up your rough pace, chasing after your own orgasm. “W-Wait—ah— please! I just came!” He cried, his body growing oversensitive. But that’s what you liked the best about him. “Surely a demon can take more than this, especially the second strongest one. Right?” You taunted.

You brought your dirty hand up to his mouth. “Clean your mess, Michikatsu.” He followed through and licked your hand, tasting his own bitter cum. But he’d do anything to you happy. He watched your stressed expression, then saw your cock going in and out of his hole. The obscene view was enough to bring him close to cumming again.

The irregularity in your thrusts pointed out that you were going to cum any given time. Kokushibo’s thighs were shaking with the immense pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of his head. You slapped his ass cheeks a couple of times to elicit a response from him. He moaned at every slap, feeling his cock leaking globs of precum. “Oh fuck— ’m gon’ cum in your pretty hole. Gonna breed you till you know you’re mine, whore.” You groaned and came in him with a last thrust. Feeling your warm cum shooting inside of him, even Kokushibo came untouched, mumbling ‘I’m yours,’ over and over again.

You pulled out of his hole, watching your cum leak from it. Kokushibo laid on his back, tired from your session. “We’re not done yet, Michikatsu. Demons have a higher stamina, and you love taking everything I give.”