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[ughzui]

𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.

tengen uzui x fem!reader | 3.1k words | minors do not interact

content warnings: loss of virginity, slight corruption kink, daddy kink, fingering, slight size kink, breeding kink, creampie,

author’s note: my tengen brainrot is absolutely atrocious. off the charts. mind boggling. i love him so much. there will be a second and perhaps third part to this. big thank you to @cherrykamado for beta’ing this for me!! <3

networks: @knyplaymatemansion

Swirls of steam curled off of the surface of the water, slowly drifting upwards towards the night sky. Tengen sank lower in the water, allowing his shoulders to submerge and relax under the soothing heat of the spring. The mission had been long and strenuous, weeks of careful consideration and following a demon that had been going after young girls. It felt like forever before he’d been able to safely corner it and dispose of it. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the moment. Soft rustling drew him out of his peace as he cracked an eye open to see what the disturbance had been.

You stood there like a deer in a hunter’s sight, frozen and eyes wide. “My apologies! I didn’t realize anyone was out here at this time of night,” you spoke frantically, quickly clapping a hand over your eyes to block him from view.

A low laugh rumbled in his chest at your reaction to his presence. He recognized you quickly, the corps member who’d accompanied him on his most recent mission. You’d been a great help, very eager to learn from him and extremely obedient with the orders he’d given you. He’d taken a liking to you very quickly.

“Don’t apologize. Join me, you deserve it. You worked hard too.”

The offer was nice, but you weren’t sure what to say. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to intrude on a superior in that way? But then again, he’d told you to. “Alright. Thank you.”

Slightly nervous fingers untied your yukata before slipping it off and folding it neatly. You set it on a stool before stepping into the hot spring. Tengen shifted over, making space for you to sit comfortably across from him. The high heat of the water was the exact thing you needed to soothe the exhaustion in your overworked muscles.

“Do you have another mission or are they giving you a break before they throw you back out?” he asked, crossing his arms across his broad chest.

You shrugged, already feeling the relaxing effects coming over you. “They haven’t given me anything yet. Maybe I’ll get a day or two.”

He nodded, understanding the sentiment quite well. “What rank are you now? Kinoe?”

You sighed. “Not yet. Maybe within the year, I hope. I’m still Kinoto.”

“That’s still impressive. You’re still young. Lots of improvement can still be made. You’ve climbed the ranks quickly. It’s admirable.”

Humming in agreement, you glanced at him. “Were you still young when you became a hashira? You’re still pretty young aren’t you?”

“I was. And I am. Lots of living left ahead of me.”

You always thought the hashira were the most impressive group of individuals in Japan, and likely on the planet. They exhibited strength and talent that everyone and everything paled in comparison to. It had been a goal of yours at first, but it still seemed far out of reach.

“You look tense. Are you sore?”

His words distracted you from your thoughts, leaving you speechless for a moment.

“What?”

Tengen grinned. “You’re holding tension in your body. Are you sore? I know that last fight was tough. Come here.” He gestured towards himself, moving just enough that you could tell he parted his thighs and was inviting you to sit between them.

Embarrassment made heat creep up to your cheeks. “Nono, I’m fine. It’s okay, don’t worry about me.” He was absolutely correct. Your shoulders and back ached more than they ever had after a mission. But how were you supposed to let your superior put his hands on you like that? Especially when you were both undressed.

“You were my mission partner for a month. I’m supposed to worry about you a little bit. Now come here.”

He nodded when you scooted closer, his hands encircling your biceps to drag you fully between his thighs. He ignored your squeak of protest as he slid his hands up to his shoulders, fingers kneading skillfully at your back. A relaxed sigh left your parted lips, your head falling forward to give him more access.

“Will you go see your family while you have some time off?” he asked, trailing his hands to the center of your back.

“No. They’ve moved out to the country and it’s too far. I won’t have any time to see them and come ba- Oh god!” Your hands flew to grip at his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. He’d focused his touch on a particularly sensitive knot in your back, leaving you stunned and shaky.

“Right there, hmm?” he hummed, continuing the gentle circles against your spine.

You could only nod, your grip still tensed on his muscular thighs. Each drag of his touch pulled tiny whimpers and gasps out of you. It was too much and just enough at the same time, the pain slowly dissipating from your muscles.

Tengen leaned close to you. So close that you could feel his breath ghost against the shell of your ear when he spoke. “You’re so noisy. How’re you feeling now?” he murmured, his hands slowly sliding to rest at the bottom of your spine.

“Much better. I don’t even hurt anymore,” you sighed, rolling your shoulders back to test the full effects of his talented fingers.

His touch lingered on the small of your back for a moment before he dragged his hands up your sides. “You know, you sounded so lewd just from me touching you.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It just felt so nice.”

He clicked his tongue. “Don’t apologize. See, I’d like to hear you actually make those noises for me.” He pressed his chest into your back, fingertips ghosting ever so lightly over your hips.

“W-what? But your wives,” you stuttered, gasping as he pressed his lips against the back of your neck.

“They’re well aware of the things I want to do with you. My letters to them were well received during our mission.” He pressed his hand flat against your belly, holding you still as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “There’s a certain… Openness in our relationship. So what do you say? Do you want me to make you feel good?”

A mixture of emotions swirled in your mind as he spoke. You could feel his steady heartbeat against your back as he placed yet another kiss against your heated skin. “Yes.” That was all you could muster as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Yes what? Use your words. I don’t like meek little girls,” he chastised. He knew full well what you meant, but drawing more out of you was more fun.

“Yes, I want you to make me feel good. Please.”

Before you could take a breath, his teeth were nipping against your sensitive skin and his fingers were sliding further south until they rested at the apex of your thighs. You parted your legs, allowing him to run a finger between your folds. Your breath hitched in your throat at the feeling, your hand coming to rest over his much larger one.

“Are you nervous? Don’t be. I’ll take care of you.”

“No one’s ever… I’ve never…” Each time you started, you couldn’t seem to finish your sentence.

“Don’t worry. I'll be gentle.”

Deft fingers drew tiny circles over your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your body. His free hand held you tightly, keeping you from squirming too hard against him. You inhaled sharply when he pressed his finger into your hole, the slight sting taking you aback. He moved slowly, stroking your sensitive walls with the calloused pad of his finger. It made you dizzy; the sensation completely foreign and overwhelming.

Before long , the hazy pleasure was the only thing you could focus your mind in. Tengen was rhythmic, pumping his thick digit in and out in a perfectly steady pattern. Once he was sure you were comfortable, he curled it upwards, catching and pressing hard against your g-spot. Your yelp of shock made a Cheshire grin spread across his face.

“How’s that, little one?” he crooned, letting your waist go so that he could toy with your clit at the same time.

“So so good,” you whined, rocking your hips forward into his touch.

His lips were back against your neck, sucking a constellation of blemishes into your skin. The intrusion of a second finger sent you reeling, your walls clamping erratically around them as he scissored them to stretch you even further.

You cried out sharply, head falling back against his shoulder as the tension in your belly tightened. “U-Uzui I think I’m close,” you whispered, eyes shut tight as you essentially rode his hand.

“Call me Tengen, sweetheart. And I know you are, you’re squeezing me so tight. Just relax and let go, pretty girl,” he coached, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

His words made you giddy, your heart skipping a beat. He was just so charismatic, and you knew he wasn’t even trying at all. You had to admit he had always flustered you a bit, especially during your missions. He was so guiding despite being so bold and brash. His company was one that you’d grown used to and comfortable with.

His chin rested on your shoulder, the perfect position for him to bite at the tender skin. He pinched your clit gently, toying with the swollen bundle of nerves. You cried out, belly dipping as you sucked in a deep breath to try to keep yourself composed. If not for the buffer of the water, the wet slick sound of your cunt around his fingers would be nearly overwhelming. You could feel yourself gush arousal  with each deep thrust of his fingers.

Your thighs trembled, threatening to close around his wrist as you slipped even deeper into ecstasy. His unrelenting actions became unbearable as you hit your peak, shaky begs of his name spilling from your mouth as you came undone on his fingers. You heard a faint “there you go” over the bloodrush in your ears, your hips shivering and stuttering as you chased even more contact from the large man below you.

He came to a slow stop and shifted you out of his lap. Quickly noticing your confusion, he cupped your cheek in his palm. “Don’t worry, it’s okay. I’m just gonna take you inside. I’m not deflowering you in an onsen.”

Tengen pulled you to straddle his lap, your chest against his as he fit his hand under your knees before rising to his feet. Almost immediately, you locked your ankles around his waist, terrified that you would fall.

“Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” One hand slid to rest under your ass while the other splayed against your back.

He made quick work of getting inside and situated, laying you gently upon the tatami mat covered floor. His large figure loomed over yours, broad chest and shoulders dwarfing you under him. He nudged your legs open with his knee and settled between them, his hips resting against your own as he leaned forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss.

Your hands flew to rest on his chest, fingernails digging into his tanned skin. He groaned into your mouth, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. Gasping at the feeling, your lips parted to grant him access. He slid his tongue against yours, enjoying the soft pleasure-filled sigh he drew out of you. He was intoxicating; your head spinning like you’d been drinking for hours.

“Tengen please, it hurts,” you breathed, the desperate ache between your thighs becoming unbearable. “I need you.”

He growled lowly, eyes squeezing shut at your coy request. Who was he to deny you that? Running a hand through his hair, he sat back on his heels and stared down at you. He could feel his mouth water at the sight: your breasts heaving with each deep breath and your perfect cunt dripping in anticipation for him. It was almost too good to be true. He grabbed your hips, manhandling you so that his cock was situated between your slick folds.

His length was hot and heavy laying right against your sensitive clit. He rolled his hips, grinding it against where you needed him the most. Before you could even open your mouth to protest his teasing and beg for more, he pressed the fat tip against your hole before slowly easing it inside. You saw stars, back arching and hands scrabbling at the floor below you. He was rough but painfully slow, taking his sweet time bullying his thick cock into your virgin cunt.

Your mewls were like music to his ears, lewdly sweet and desperate. Tengen gripped tightly at your waist, holding you still as he split your gummy walls with the impressive girth of his shaft. Hands flying to his shoulders, you threw your head back in bliss as he bottomed out in you. He was so deep, so thick, filling you just perfectly.

“How're you doing, sweetheart?” he asks, thrusting shallowly into you.

“Good. So good,” you squeaked, writhing as his pace began to pick up.

He grinned down at you, canines glinting under the dim light of the room. “Perfect.”

With that, he settled on a brutal pace, one that had you gasping and trembling under him. It was so cruel; the way he stretched your tiny hole around his massive cock would surely ruin you for any other man. No other man could ever treat you the way he could. You’d come crawling back to him every time, begging him to make you feel so good compared to what those pathetic useless men could do.

His lips were back on yours, tongue hastily gliding against your own. He swallowed down your moans and whines, grunting as he crashed his hips into yours. Tengen was in a daze, the only things he could focus on being the way your warm cunt squeezed him and the way the sweet taste of you on his tongue made him dizzy.

He pulled away, giving you a moment to catch your breath as he reached down with one hand to run a circle on your swollen clit. You panted like a bitch in heat, tongue lolling out as ecstasy built up in your abdomen. Warbles of his name and ‘please’ fell from your mouth, tears pricking your lash line as your orgasm approached rapidly. Tengen could see it in your eyes, prompting him to angle his hips to reach deeper into you.

“Ohh god! F-fuck! I’m gonna..!” Your voice cracked as you gasped, legs shaking and toes curling as the heat in your belly raged to an inferno. “Oh fuck ‘m cumming! Daddy I’m- Shit!” Your mouth fell open into an ‘o’ shape as the tension snapped, your pussy spasming around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.

He grunted, watching the way a creamy ring of white built around his base with each thrust into your soaked cunt. The gush of your orgasm had made a mess of both his and your thighs, only adding to the wet smack of his balls against your ass. Your face of pure bliss was burned into his brain, his heart racing as the sweet sound of your voice calling him daddy played on a loop in his head.

That set something alight in him, chest burning as he quickened his pace. Your body lurched, prompting him to loop his arm under your waist and hold you tighter.

“Takin’ Daddy’s cock so well,” he moaned, pressing sloppy kisses along your jaw. “Such a good girl. You’re doing so fucking good for me.”

Your nails dragged thin lines of red into his skin, making him gasp in pain and pleasure. He bent lower over you, holding you chest to chest with him as he fucked hard into you. Your moans were muffled against his shoulder, eyes rolling back as the now familiar feeling of your approaching orgasm washed over you. If you’d known better, you would’ve been able to tell he was close as well.

Tengen’s hips stuttered, his pace becoming sloppier as his own pleasure began to overwhelm him. You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, the rhythm as fast and erratic as your own. It was so intimate; he could feel every inch of your body and you could feel every inch of his own.

“I think I’m gonna cum again,” you whispered, letting your eyes slip closed in relief as he pummeled the head of his cock into your g-spot. “Tengen! Daddy! Shit!”

He gasped sharply, moaning wantonly at the way your walls squeezed around him. Fuck, you were close again. It was impressive, your resolve was quite outstanding to him. Your first time, yet you were able to come undone around him multiple times. It made something primal bubble up in his chest. He needed you. He needed to keep you around. You needed to be his.

“Cum for me, sweet girl. Let Daddy know how good he makes you feel,” he rasped, trying to keep in control.

You whined, shaking your head slightly. “Cum with me please. Wanna feel you fill me up. Please Daddy. Wanna be yours. Make me yours,” you plead, tears streaking your cheeks and dampening his already sweaty skin.

That sent him over the edge, his thrusts speeding up as he chased his release. You came first, back arching and eyes rolled back as you unraveled in his arms. Your shattered sobs and his greedy moans filled the air with a symphony of ecstasy. Tengen came with a low groan, hips pressed flush against yours as he flooded your womb with his hot, sticky cum. Your cunt milked him for everything he was worth, sucking him in and creaming prettily around him.

The two of you clung to each other as you came down from your highs, hands desperately holding anything they could reach. You caught your breath slowly, heart still pounding as you opened your eyes to look up at him. His cheeks were pink and his pupils were still blown. He loosened his grip for a moment, reaching up to brush the tears from your cheeks. His fingers traced along your jaw, cradling your face as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You did so well,” he murmured, slowly sitting up and pulling you with him.

Your legs stayed draped over his hips, bodies flush against each other as he rubbed soothing circles against your back. You were exhausted, but you wouldn’t have changed any moment of the past few hours.

“Thank you,” you said, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

Tengen smiled softly and kissed the top of your head gently. “I’ll take you with me to my estate. You can meet my wives.”

Nodding at his words, you shifted to glance up at him. “That sounds pleasant,” you hummed, returning the smile.

“Oh it will be. They’ll want to have their turn with you too.”

[bakugosbratx]

Can I mayhaps request giyuu, tanjiro, and rengoku relationship hcs sfw and nsfw.

Warnings: 18+ Content. Angst, fluff, sexual intercourse, kinks, dick sizes, sadism, marking, switch, daddy kink, praise and degrading kink, choking, pet play mentioned, voyeurism, etc.

A/N: Hello nonnie! I hope you enjoyed these HCs :) since no pronouns were stated, I did it GN. @kireirengoku confirmed all dick sizes with me.

Tags: @knyplaymatemansion @kireirengoku @cherrykamado @spidermilfs @renhoeku @ovarysnake23 @planetonet

SFW:

• Giyuu is the most observant and oblivious person there is. So, he isn’t always the best at picking up signs, but one thing is for sure: he is protective over the ones he loves.

• Giyuu is very protective of you and gets visibly angry if anyone hurts or upsets you.

• Giyuu has a strong sense of justice and loyalty. Therefore, he will not tolerate any disrespect towards his lover. Whether that be from one of his team members or a demon, he is quick to save the day.

• Giyuu leaves you little gifts from his travels. Whether that be a pebble shaped into a heart, a special type of flower, or some jewelry, he always tries to get you gifts to show you are always on his mind.

• Giyuu is still not the best with words. If you are upset, he will do little things to cheer you up. Such as draw you a bath, cuddles, give you some tea, etc.

• Giyuu loves to cuddle. Having you in his arms is his safe haven. Especially when he sleeps so he knows you are safe.

• Giyuu has little pet names for you. His favorite to call you is, “love” or “my love.” He also calls you “baby,” “dear,” “angel,” etc.

• Giyuu loves when you play with his hair. He doesn’t let many touch it, but you are the exception. He likes when you massage his scalp or play with his long locks.

• Giyuu is not one for PDA (personal displays of affection) so don’t expect him to be all lovey dovey with you in public. Except if someone flirts with his significant other. Then you can expect his arm snaked around your waist as the person gets death glares or a remark from Giyuu.

NSFW 18+

• Popular belief is that Giyuu is vanilla in the bedroom and to that I say, to you are correct. But it doesn’t mean he doesn’t pleasure his lover.

• Oh, I promise you, kinky or not, Giyuu is sure to have his lover stuffed with his nine and half inch cock.

• And you will be taking all of it. Whether you like it or not because overtime, there is a dark side to Giyuu not many people know. The sadistic side. The kinky side.

• Giyuu loves to watch you beg for mercy, your little holes just taking in all of his cock. Incase you didn’t know, he has a size kink.

• Also loves to mark you up. It is more private since he doesn’t want the others to see what he does to your delicate skin, but those thighs, chest, stomach, etc. is covered in his lips and bite marks.

• He is also into bondage.

• Enjoys edging you when you have been naughty. Better beg extra good if you want to cum anytime soon.

• Pull on his hair. Don’t ask questions: do it.

• Not loud during sex unless giving commands or grumbling low curses. He can fuck you in silence. The master of quiet.

• Doesn’t really care for you to call him Daddy or Master, but we let you call him it if you like it. He is a sadist yet he is also a pleasing dom.

• Giyuu can be a switch. It’s not his preferred method in the bedroom, but he is down to try new things with his significant other.

SFW

• Tanjiro is so sweet in a relationship. A literal sweetheart.

• Very openly affectionate.

• Always holding your hand or has his hands somewhere on you while in public. He wants everyone to know you are his.

• Anytime there is to talk about you, best believe your all he talks about. Only in the highest regards.

• If anyone ever dare says anything remotely mean or offensive about his lover, he is head butting them. Especially if they make you cry.

• When Tanjiro has to leave for business, he brings back gifts from the shops on his travels. Anything he thinks you may like, he gets it no matter the cost of the product.

• Tanjiro loves touching you. Just having him in your grasp comforts him.

• He loves your scent. Since he has a strong sense of smell, he gets you lotions, perfumes/colognes, shampoos, body washes that he enjoys on you. Anything you wear he just loves because it’s you.

• Tanjiro doesn’t like arguing with you. He will do anything to not argue. He also doesn’t allow you two to go to sleep angry with one another. So, he will apologize and make it up to you if he upsets his lover.

NSFW 18+

• Tanjiro is sweet even in the bedroom. On your anniversaries, he lays out rose petals and sets out candles so he can have romantic sex with you.

• 8.5 inches with a decent girth.

• Tanjiro is a soft dom. I don’t get switch vibes from him. He enjoys being a top, but he is down to explore your kinks for the most part.

• Call him “Daddy” and he will bust right away.

• Definitely breeding kink. Wants a huge family and if you can’t have kids, he will be willingly to adopt.

• Cums rather quickly, but can go multiple rounds. He is also sure to pleasure his lover first.

• Unlike the others, he definitely wants you to be comfortable the whole time. If you tell him stop or it’s too big, he will immediately stop and hold you.

• Just like Giyuu, pull on his hair to get him to bust.

• Not quiet during sex. Is open about moaning and groaning slurs of pleasure.

SFW

• Kyoujuro is a good significant other. He is the type of gentleman who opens the door for you, cooks you breakfast in bed, and tells you how great you look in that outfit.

• Words of affirmation and gift giving is definitely his love language. Oh, and physical touch. He enjoys having his arms around you.

• Always helps you cook. He enjoys cooking with you and is very good at it also.

• Great at giving advice and having deep conversations. If you are ever upset, he is there to comfort you and give you a pep talk. Kyojuro is good at being your best friend and lover all in one.

• Leaves you gifts and gets you gifts on his travels. Especially items you forgot you told him about. You’ll wake up to a necklace you have been wanting beside your bed.

• Writes you love letters. His crow is sure to deliver them when he is away for business.

• Kyoujuro is more of a lover than a fighter so arguments with him are very slim. Plus, it’s very hard to get under his skin.

• Overall, 10/10 boyfriend.

NSFW 18+

• Erected cock is at 8.5 inches. Definitely full of girth.

• Kyojuro is one kinky man. He is a dom leaninf switch. Even when he is a bottom, he is controlling the situation. He just has that power to be dominant without trying.

• Enjoys choking his lover during sex. No explanation needed.

• Has a praise and degrading kink. Will praise and degrade you in the same sentence and not care.

• Call him Sir, Kyojuro, Daddy, or Master. It’s a must. And we cannot forget the rope.

• Into pet and impact play if you are.

• Loves marking your skin with his teeth for where people can see. He has no shame in showing what he does behind closed doors.

• Definitely down for voyeruism.

• Like I said, very kinky man and willing to try out new things in the bedroom.

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[kxkyuu]

Kirei: I was talking to @bakugosbratx and @cherrykamado and came up with these heacanons for the Hashira's dicks.

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💦𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐜𝐬💦

Sanemi: Average size (about 8 inches hard, 5 inches soft), very thick with big breeder balls. His tip is fat and leaky. When he cums, he cums alot, it's thick and and creamy. Tastes salty with an underlying sweetness cause he works out a lot.

Obanai: Short and fat (about 7 inches fully erect and 3 and a half soft), average girth with cute, round balls. His tip is a pretty pink and doesn't leak as much, but when he cums, it's in milky streams that taste decent, a bit bitter.

Giyuu: Has one of the biggest dicks out of the Hashira sitting at a whooping 9.5 inches, with perfect low hanging balls. Not too girthy and definitely a grower since soft it sits at about 4.2 inches. His tip flushes an angry red and leaks pre down the shaft at the lightest of touches and curves slightly to the right. When he cums, its in short splurts that coats everything and tastes really sweet (baby boy takes care of himself)

Kyoujuro (Ngl super self indulgent): He sits comfortably at 8 and half inches when fully erected and 6 when soft. Has two prominent veins running along the underside with big breeder balls covered in a light dusting of hair (he manscapes!). Very thick in girth with a fat tip that leaks and ad a very prominent left curve and when he cums; its so rich it comes out in thick ropes and tastes so sweet with a hint of saltiness.

Tengen: About 9 inches when hard and maybe 7 when soft, definitely a shower. Has his big pretty balls waxed of any hair. Thick (not quite as thick as Kyoujuro but almost the same) with a pretty pink tip that doesn't leak but as a sensitive vein that throbs on the side. When he cums, it actually a bit thin, but and he can go at it for hours filling you constantly with it, its very salty though.

Gyoumei: He's the biggest of the Hashira at 10 and half inches when fully erected and 7 when soft, super thick with heavy, pink breeding balls that hang low. His tip also flushes bright red and just leaks precum all down his shaft. He has a long throbbing vein on the top side of his dick. When he cums, its not a lot, but it so creamy and tastes okay, its sweet enough to enjoy it on your tongue.

BONUS

Sabito: Sits comfortably at 8 inches fully erect and 6 when soft, average girth that rubs all the right places. Very pretty round, pink balls and flushed tip that just leaks so much precum it drips onto the sheets. Curves to right and very veiny and when he cums, its so much but its thin and kinda bitter to the taste.

[blueparadis]

❝Sleepless nights❞ + Obanai Iguro

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Rumors travel faster than lies and there's always a weight of truth accompanied by it. At first, Obanai was in disbelief; he couldn't register the fact his roommate is being the talk of the whole college, his beloved sister. Even though he was quite popular in college, you always wondered why he wouldn't pick a candy of his choice rather than complaining about his singlehood to you.

He adores you so much, your shy yet impulsive stares, your handknitted muffler that you gave him on his birthday and now all those things were nothing but a reminder of your other-self. It's like he has never known you since you moved into his apartment.

It was good, light, and simple. He never pried onto your matters but now he wished he did because late at night when he sits with his laptop, sees your exposed skin, muffled moans echoing in his ears— he never had a taste of such enticing burning desires.

And, he could hear your whimpers clearly because you're just next to his room. That was so naïve of you, not to be cautious to give a snake the taste of his prey. His slim arms would often slip into his sweat pants, aiding himself a release.

But he never interrupted you when you were on your stream, never let you know that he is one of your favorite anonymous gift sponsors until he heard you struggle with the new dildo he gifted to you. He really wouldn't have entered your room but he doesn't want you to hurt yourself while playing. He wants to teach you that foreign hands feel good too.

It was like any other day instead you decided not to go live today. Being unable to sleep, you decided to hit the fridge for a quick midnight snack; little did you know that your beloved brother, was frustrated, and starved for days since this was your fifth day of not going for an online stream.

“You’re gonna study more?”, he asked as you drank half the bottle empty before going to bed. “Nah! I'm gonna sleep.”, you correct him but you could tell that he doesn't buy it by the way he scoffed. And in the feat of his tempting sweet chuckle, you asked, "What?" to which he steps in closer, leans in your ear to tell you that it isn't a wise choice to lie to him.

You were clueless, you had no idea that your needy moans and screams were audible in his room, and hence you don't get his enigmatic tone. "Oh C'mon! don't give me that look; You know what I'm talking about?", his eyes scan your facial reclines as you back away a bit but he instantly palms your face making your heart drop.

Before you could do anything, you both already crossed the line: his lips busy sucking yours, hands slowly sliding under your braless loose oversized top while your hand towards his crotch. Everything happened so quickly that it made your head mushy, vision hazy.

"Ahh-ahh", you moan as you feel his cold fingers against your feminity. "See, it's different when - he doesn't get to finish his line since you take his hand out from your soaking feminity and lick it clean like a good girl. His pupils expand in surprise watching such a smart mouth; he could feel his cock twitch in pain as you shut your eyes lapping the tip of your tongue on his thumb. He quickly drags you to your room pressing you against the bed hovering over you. He traces his finger from the tip of your nose to your belly button and pauses, "So?", followed by a husky cackle.

You lick your lips constantly as he takes that newly gifted dildo in his hand while his eyes look for the lube. It's odd, he has rarely been in your room yet knows where to look; It's almost as if he watches through the cracks of the door, visits your room in your absence. He pushes the dildo into your hole and watches your folds clenching it. You grip the bedsheets as he starts to move them to and fro very slowly.

“Fuck, do it faster Iguro”, you hiss tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you feel a lap of his tongue over your bud. “Holy sh— he presses your mouth making you roll your eyes white as he quickens the pace and then he pulls it out. You curl your legs up to your belly turning around, breathing heavily feeling warm fluids leaking through your peachy folds.

“Hey-yh”, his voice reaches your ears and you turn your face towards him, heavy eyelids trying to keep up with the high. Obanai notices your exhaustion and places a cover over your body. He doesn't want you to hate him for losing his senses, acting upon his raw emotions. You sit upright leaning against the wall wanting to ask the obvious question. ‘did he? No! did he send the dildo too?’

You notice his bulge and stare at it being unaware of his eyes glued over you. He snaps his fingers in front of you saying, “if you can take that, you can take mine too”, with a smirk as he walks out of your room rushing towards the bathroom. “You— you don't me to—you try to ask before he finally vanishes out of your sight— to suck me off ?”, he finishes gaining your heavy breaths. “What do you think I did the other days when I heard your daad-dy screams in my room?”, he exclaims as he locks the door of the bathroom.

[renhoeku1]

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader

𝐀𝐔: Dragon Shifter Rengoku x Dragon Rider Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.6k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: monster fucking, mentions and slight description of animal death and butchering, reader is described with skin light enough to mark, reader is also described as being a bit chubby, if you think pubic hair is gross dni, mentions of pregnancy and children, breeding kink, size kink, cunnilingus, cervix fucking, tummy bulge, marking, will add more as needed.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After traveling from town to town aiding and saving people from dark creatures for so long, you and your dragon Kyojuro finally find peace in a secluded forest away from prying eyes.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This is a piece for @cyancherub 's Wheel of Misfortune Collab. I hope you enjoy! Honestly coming up with Rengoku's dragon appearance was a little tricky but I hope I painted a clear picture. To all my fellow monster fuckers, this one's for you!

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: Fire in the Water — Feist

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰

His pace was steady, languid and relaxed as he gave you time to adjust to him more.  His muscles tense along his back and arms, wings unfurling and tail swaying to and fro.  Kyojuro struggled to not just rut into you, no matter how badly he wanted to give into the hunger and frenzy that made his cock twitch inside of your sweet little pussy, he wanted to give you what you wanted.  Even if it killed him, he’d give you anything and everything, from the rarest of treasures to children of your own.  Picking up his pace steadily as you whined for more, for him to go faster, he adjusted himself to lean over you further.  The fire flickers not too far away and your features are cast in light and shadow.  He could get so lost just peering into your gaze.

The flames that flickered before you snapped and devoured every twig and piece of log you fed it, greedily eating it away and hissing for more.  The night wasn’t particularly cold, but the smoke kept the mosquitoes at bay as your camp was closer to a large body of water.  Pulling your tunic closer to your body you shrank further into yourself, legs folded and crossed as your eyes stared forward in the enchanting fire, watching it dance wildly with an untamed grace.  It reminded you so much of your beast, a small smile tugging at your lips.  Even in the dead of night under the cover of trees you could still see the sky above and the millions of twinkling little lights.  The moon hung over your head, a bright silver glow that gave you a sense of peace.  It was full, irradiating the water just a few meters away from you as the tide was pushed and pulled onto the shore ever so gently.  

He had disappeared almost an hour ago after collecting wood for the fire, taking off into the night with the promise of food.  He’s a skilled hunter and it helps that he has excellent vision in the dark, unlike yourself and your human eyes.  Reaching down into the grass you pulled at the blades, mind wandering back to him.  Kyojuro… it has been, what, a year and a half since you’ve met him and became his rider?  Scoffing at the fact you couldn’t fight the tugging at your heart.  People tell stories of dragon riders and their dragons to children as bedtime stories, however you’re living in the fairy tale.  You can recall when your own father told you of whimsical tales involving princes and princesses and dragons with knights as their companions.

You yourself aren’t quite considered a Dame, but you wield a sword and shield and provide services for coin.  You and your dragon, your beautiful, beastly creature, have helped many.  You’ve saved towns across the country raided by ghouls and goblins, demons of the night, anything worth killing.  You’ve made a handsome amount of cash doing it but this isn’t what you’d call a life worth living forever.  Dreams and wants still toy with your mind, and any hope of a future lies solely in what you do in the moment you draw breath.  Will you fight and win to see another day or lay down your blade and accept an early death?

Above you the trees rustled, the sound of leathery wings flapping in the air breaking your concentration.  Blinking your turned your face up to the creature that descended from the sky and came into view where the fire illuminated its features.  Slung over his shoulder and around his neck was a carcass of a male deer, his large clawed hands gripping its legs together to keep it balanced.  Hoisting it over his head with a grunt, Kyojuro let the body fall into the dirt before casting his golden gaze in your direction.  He wore a large toothy smile, the same smile that makes your stomach twist into knots and your heart to leap into your throat.

“It took me a while but I separated it from the herd,” he chortled, proud of his successful hunt,” You needn’t worry yourself with the skinning, my dear, I’ll take care of it.”  A giggle left you at his unintended pun, which prompted one of his bushy eyebrows to arch curiously.  “Was it something I’ve said?”  His smile never faltered, it always seemed to be a permanent feature upon his face.  You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Shaking your head you clambered to your feet, dusting off your rear.  “Not at all, Kyojuro.” you waved him off, stepping over to where your saddle and bags were piled upon each other.  It still felt so odd putting a saddle on him when he’s transformed into his full dragon form, in a way it feels insulting as he isn’t a creature that needs taming or to be kept confined much like people do with their horses.  He’s free to come and go as he pleases, but the saddle is simply for balance purposes.  Heaven knows what would come of you if you slipped off his back and he couldn’t catch you in time.  It reminded you of when you were learning to ride and bonding with him as all riders do.

Kyojuro watched as you dug around for a rope and caught it when you tossed it to him.  To be honest, you hated watching such a beautiful animal getting gutted but if you and the dragon wished to eat and not starve, it must be done.  You watched as he reached down to grab the hind legs in one large hand, dragging the deer away from your view.  The process is very much straightforward but he always ends up so messy.  From where you are you can hear his grunting and the squelching and tearing of flesh and the cracking of bone, a sudden flop on the ground you could only assume were the intestines and other organs.  Your stomach clenched.

Toeing off your boots and setting them aside neatly, you unstrapped your rolled bed pallet from the saddle and began to set up where you and Kyojuro would sleep.  Although it is taboo for a rider and their dragon to be… intimate, it isn’t unheard of.  You can’t deny the feeling in your heart when it comes to him, and as far as you can tell he can’t either.  It had happened so suddenly just over five months ago after a whole sun cycle of tension between the two of you.  Now you sleep together as well as share everything else.  When among others, riders and dragons or regular people, you keep your relationship hidden from prying eyes.  Out here in the wilderness, there’s freedom.

Sitting on your knees you spread out the thick wool blanket and wolf hides to make the ground more comfortable.  Satisfied, you stood just in time to find your companion returning with strips of meat in hand and hanging over his forearm.  Blood covered the entirety of his bare chest and arms, more so his hands.  He has chosen to take off his shirt so as to not get it dirty but he couldn’t say the same for his trousers.  His thick mane of golden hair too had blood caking it, blending with the natural red tips of his tresses.  The closer he got the more you could smell the stench of death.  Pinching your nose you sent him a playful glare as he laughed, tenderly hanging the strips over the stick you had set up to hover over the flames.

“Water, now.” You pointed toward the lake while you stooped to dig through your bags again to find the sandstone soap you purchased from the closest town.  He made no move to argue and instead did as he was told, large gold and red wings flapping and adjusting against his back comfortably as his reptilian tail swayed with each step.  Gaze trailing after him as he walked further into the moonlight you held the soaps in your hands.  You watched as he unfastened the front flap of his pants and shimmied out of them, careful of the claws on his toes.  It's moments like this that you stop to appreciate his magnificence.  He’s by far one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen, and one of the strongest dragons from your prefecture.  How you’ve come to be so fortunate you’ll never know but you try to not question it, your mother instilled the belief of jinxes deep into your marrow.

So you accept it without much thought.  Righting yourself you began to peel off your own clothing, first your tunic and the chest binding you had beneath it.  The night air makes your nipples pebble and harden, a quiet hiss slipping through your teeth.  Next went your bottoms and loin coverage, leaving you stark naked and exposed to the elements.  Carrying the soaps with you along the same path he took to the water you blinked as there was no sight of him.  “Kyojuro?” There wasn’t an answer but the moment a pair of arms scooped you up and a scream ripped from your throat you knew exactly what he was doing.  “Kyojuro no, no, no, no—!”  It was too late to say more as you and the lumbering beast suddenly submerged into the cold depths.

Surfacing and coughing up liquid you rubbed your eyes with the heels of your hands and could only make out the muffled sound of his laughter with water in your ears.  Shoving a wave in his direction you couldn’t help but laugh as well, his joy far too infectious.  “You made me lose the new soap I just bought.” You pouted, arms lifting around his shoulders as he tugged you closer to him by your waist.  His hands are double the size of your own, perhaps tripple.  His entire form is so much larger than your own, most would find it terrifying and intimidating but you always felt oddly safe to have such a man alongside you.

Not to mention, his cock.  The mere thought has you biting your lip and pressing further against him, breasts flush against his abnormally heated skin.  Despite the chill of the water, you didn’t shiver as long as he held you.  It was perfect during the winter months.  He said your name and you hummed in response, tilting your head to look up at him.  Even wet his hair still glows in the light and the slits of his pupils enlarge, his face softening.  There’s so much love written in his expression, the smile on his lips a smile he reserved only for you.

“I’m sure I can buy you more, sweet one.” He leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead, grunting as your legs came up to coil around his hips. You can feel him against your core, not necessarily filled out completely but enough to make you ache.  He kept you both afloat with the kicking of his legs, his hands slipping down your body to settle on your ass.  Squeezing the fat of each mound he pushed your hips closer, chuckling under his breath at each little gasp that leaves you.  It's been many nights since you’ve touched each other in such a way, a clear longing settling between you both.  His heart beats in sync with yours, each rise and fall of your chests in unison.  Clearing his throat, Kyojuro brought your attention back to him,” We are always together yet I still find myself missing you.  I can’t bear being away from you even for a second, I need you as I need the air to live and the earth to stay grounded.  So long as the sun and moon still loom in the sky I will always be yours, sweet one.”

Without a word or a second of hesitation your lips collided with his, hands drifting to his waterlogged hair to clutch onto him and keep him in place— not that he'd dare try to pull away from such a heavenly mouth.  He tastes of wildberries and honeysuckle, the scent of smoke and pine wafting off his skin and caressing your senses.  The dragon shifter held onto you as he began to make his way closer to shore, tongue exploring the expanse of your mouth and swallowing your moans and mewls.  He’s always had an intense hunger when it came to you, always starving and never satiated.  There’s no negating your own desire either.

Kyojuro carried you with ease back through the path and toward your little camp, only breaking the kiss for a moment to spot where your bedding rested in the grass.  Whining in protest and guiding his lips back to yours you poured every ounce of want and need into his mouth, allowing him to taste you and feel you and love you.  Holding onto him tightly as he crouched down to sit on his knees you looked up at him with half lidded eyes when he forced himself back to meet your gaze.  Your legs loosened around his hips and your thighs spread, your hands gripping onto his forearms as his own were planted on either side of your head.  The smell of your sex has him practically salivating in his mouth, his instinct to take you now with no hesitation utterly tempting.

Swallowing, you chew on your lip and move a hand to cup his face.  “Make love to me, Kyojuro, it’s been too long since I’ve felt you inside me...” Your voice is airy and breathless, a whisper only for him to hear.  Your thumb traced over the small patch of golden scales on his cheek that blended with sun kissed skin as he nodded, bending down to nestle his face in the curve of your neck where he places openmouthed kisses.  He sucks and nibbles on the skin until there’s a noticeable mark, leaving a trail in his wake as he drifts down your body.  You tremble and shake beneath him, completely at his mercy.  Your panting and keening doesn’t go unnoticed when he kisses certain spots, pausing at your chest and flattening his tongue over one of your little buds to drag it agonizingly slow over it.  Freeing one hand and bearing his weight on the other he engulfs your other mound in his grasp.  It doesn’t matter how large or small your chest is compared to other women, he would always be able to hold them within his hands.

Pinching and twisting your nipple as he suckles on the other he glances up at you as you mewl, feeling your back arch under him and watching your head fall back against the many pelts.  Releasing your nipple with a pop, a string of saliva connects his mouth to your skin, the heat brewing between your bodies becoming unbearable.  “Kyo, please—” you purred, slick pooling between your thighs and oozing down over your pebbled skin onto the fur you laid on.  There’s a thin sheen of sweat mixing in with the water from the lake on your skin, hair still soaked and dripping water everywhere.  His thick mane framed his face and left a trail of water on your flesh everywhere it touched when he moved.  His mouth didn’t leave your skin as he made his way down your stomach, gently biting the bit of fat and laving his tongue over it to soothe the areas.  

Cooing and watching as his hands slid over the plush fat of your thighs, your eyes fluttered closed and your face turned to the sky.  Kyojuro’s much larger form settled between your legs, his grip keeping your trembling thighs open.  He’s gentle in the way his fingers knead the muscle of your thighs, his face turning to kiss the inner part of your leg.  You’re his mate and you deserve nothing but the best that he can give you, hell, you deserve even more.  Someday, if fate allows it, he dreams of a brighter future with you.  A future with a comfortable home, plenty of food to fill your bellies, and a family.  Just envisioning you pregnant, with a rounded belly and swollen breasts and even crankier than you usually are makes his cock leap with excitement.  You can very well hold your own in the heat of battle, but he has a strong need to steal you away and hide you from the danger, to protect what’s his and his alone.

Finally facing your dripping cunt his breath hot fanned over it, a hand moving to push the hair out of his way as his forked tongue swiped between your puffy, slick covered folds.  Groaning at your taste he did it again, his nose bumping against your engorged clit making you shudder and gasp, surely even making your toes curl.  “Yes— please more, Kyojuro—!” you panted and whined, sitting up on your forearms to watch him kiss and lap at your pussy.  He purred against you, the vibrations traveling through you and making your hips buck.  Holding you down with his arm he looked up at you with a smirk as his tongue curled and flicked your clit.  He chuckled when you jumped at the sudden sensation.  Unhooking his arm from around your thigh he adjusted himself to allow room for his fingers to toy with you.  Having retracted his claws his hands appeared just as any other man would have, however he’s always had the prettiest nails.  Lying completely on his belly his hips roll just enough to feel friction against his aching cock as he rubs against the bedding, desperate for stimulation.

No matter how badly you wanted him to just fuck you, you also understood the dangers of it.  Going in when you’re not slick or stretched enough could hurt and seriously injure you.  So, you’re patient, or at least as patient as can be.  Fingers digging into the fur beneath you as one of his thick digits entered your sopping, begging hole your lips parted and a string of wonton curses escaped you.  Even his fingers were thick and enough to stretch you, the most you’ve ever taken being three and just enough to work you open enough to take his cock.  “Is this okay, sweet one?” he asks with a deep, husky tone and you nod, sucking in a sharp breath as his finger curls and massages along your spongy walls.  He brushes against your sweet spont and you squeal, pleading for more and promising to do whatever he wants as long as he allows you to come undone.

As much as he enjoys your expressions when you finally release, he finds your frustrated and needy ones cute as well.  When it comes to dragons and riders there’s always the dynamic of the rider being the one in charge, not that you’ve ever treated him like an animal or property like anyone else would have. But this?  You gave him full reign over your body. Rubbing along that one spot he edges you more to become slick enough to slip in another finger, gently scissoring them inside you and stretching you without causing too much discomfort.  The last thing he wants is for you to feel pain, but pain and pleasure often mix quite well.  You hissed through your teeth and he paused, lifting his slick covered face to look up at you in slight concern.  “Are you alright, darling?” 

Nodding, you smile at him, "I'm okay, Kyo, you can keep going.” Mewling when his fingers begin to move again your head fell back, a quiet ‘fuck’ leaving your lips.  Kyojuro was never one to curse unless he was feeling particularly heated in anger or lust, but he always found your foul mouth most interesting.  Bringing his mouth back down upon your cunt, his lips and tongue tease your clit just to watch you jolt from the slight shocks it would send through your body.  Your essence coats his fingers and runs down to his wrist, the scent filling his nose and making him grind a bit more against your shared bed pallet.  Groaning against your skin he slid another finger inside, now to solely stretch you just enough.

He can feel himself becoming impatient, he wants to bury himself into your core, needs to fill your womb with as much of his seed as possible.  He’d be so blessed if any of it caught, he can only imagine what your little ones would look like.  Of course they’d likely have his ability to transform, and possibly look like a carbon copy of himself as the boys in his family line all appear exactly alike.  But what of a little girl?  Would she have your same bright eyes and sweet smile?  Your fighting spirit?  Your love of books and unique trinkets?  His mind floods with all the possibilities as he ruts more before finally deeming you ready to take him.

Moving rather quickly, and a bit more roughly than he would have liked, he was upon you in an instant.  Your legs in his hands he makes you lie on your back as he bends your body, knees closer to your shoulders.  The way your stomach forms squished rolls is so adorable to him and the way you gasp, gods he’s done for.  You’ve ruined him in the best ways possible, ways he’s never imagined before he met you.  Aligning himself with your entrance he glanced at your face as you hum, telling him it’s okay and you need him just as much.  “Need you, Kyo, want you to fill me up, wanna feel you inside me, want you to breed me.  Please—"  His heart nearly burst from his chest when the words dripped from your mouth like thick and ever so sweet honey.

Slowly entering he gripped your calves tighter, face scrunching at how tight you feel around just his head and the inches he pushed inside.  His brows furrow when you groan and he pauses until you give him the go ahead to continue.  Oh how lucky a man he is to have a woman such as you.  So beautiful and kind and with the best pussy he’s experienced since the day he turned 18.  Your sounds are so sinful and if he must go to hell from high heaven just to hear you more he’d make the journey, he’d do anything to keep you until his end of days.

Fucking you, making love to you, it all reminds him of how blissful it is to fly high in the sky among the clouds.  It's wonderful, his heart soaring to even greater heights every time you call his name and cry for more.  “More, more, more—” you began to babble and he watched your face contorted in pleasure when his hips pulled back just a bit.  You could feel the smooth ridges of the underside of his thick cock drag along your walls, his bulbous head meeting the opening of your cervix when he pushed back in.  There’s a slight bulge on your stomach where his dick reaches your womb with one quick thrust of his hips.  A sob rips from your chest and tears well in your eyes as you struggle to focus on his face.

His pace was steady, languid and relaxed as he gave you time to adjust to him more.  His muscles tense along his back and arms, wings unfurling and tail swaying to and fro.  Kyojuro struggled to not just rut into you, no matter how badly he wanted to give into the hunger and frenzy that made his cock twitch inside of your sweet little pussy, he wanted to give you what you wanted.  Even if it killed him, he’d give you anything and everything, from the rarest of treasures to children of your own.  Picking up his pace steadily as you whined for more, for him to go faster, he adjusted himself to lean over you further.  The fire flickers not too far away and your features are cast in light and shadow.  He could get so lost just peering into your gaze.

“Fuck, Kyo, more!  Faster, harder—” Your wish is his command.  Complying happily to your requests his breathing picks up and deepens with every thrust into your cunt, stretching you to fit his cock.  Any other time you would have poked fun at him for cursing but he couldn’t help the hiss of fucks that slipped.  Heavy balls slapped rhythmically against the curve of your ass, the sound of skin on skin and the slick squelching of your pussy was driving him mad.  Screaming out his name as he fucks into the deepest parts of you he could feel your nails digging into his skin.  Letting your legs go he let them fall open and tremble, leaning over you to capture your lips with his into a searing, desperate kiss.  Your hands slipped around him to claw at his back as his hips drilled into you.

He kissed you with the fiery passion of his heart, melting against you and keeping himself up with his forearms on either side of your head.  His weight is comfortable on top of you and he’s warm, sweat glistening on your skin and his, your slick sticking to his lower abdomen and coating his balls with each slap against you.  You’re both a mess but haven’t a care in the world.  Out here there’s no one but you, the trees, and the stars above.

His tongue tastes like heaven and you’re drunk on the flavor, hands grasping and tugging at whatever they could reach: his hair, his arms, the base of his wings.  You wanted everything and more with this man, a life free of fighting and a life that you can be proud of.  You pray to the gods above that when he fills your womb with his seed you’ll finally have that, the dream that’s been nothing but a fantasy for ages.  Breaking the kiss you pull him down to press your lips to his pointed ear, cheek pressed to the side of his face and his hair clinging to your sweat covered skin.  Your moans and squeals fill his head and he’s dizzy, his mouth biting down on where your neck meets your shoulder.

The pressure builds to the point of the dam bursting, essence spilling between the both of you as you gasp and cry, clinging onto him when your thighs and hips sputter.  He picked up his pace, fucking more into you and grunting like an animal, still biting down onto you to the point he tastes blood.  His hips faltered and stuttered, cock jumping against your squeezing walls until he released.  Thick, white cum fills you to the point it oozes from your entrance where he still fucks you.

“Fuck—!" he unlatched himself from your shoulder and clenched his jaw as you milked him for all his worth, balls emptying deep within you.  Kyojuro stays inside you when he comes to a stop, pushing himself up on his hands to hover your heaving form.  Both of your bodies quake and shiver, your hands coming up to hold his face.  His smile returned to his lips, bright and gleeful and a laugh bellowed in his chest.  “I love you more than you could ever know, sweet one.” He purrs, leaning in for a chaste kiss.

Returning it in pecks between giggles, you hold your own smile.  “And I love you, my beautiful creature.” He’s the fire to your water, the sun to your moon, your everything.  He’s beautiful in all the ways that count, with the heart of a lion and a roar to match.  When he slips out of you with a groan, you can feel the cum leaking from your hole and still feel the aftershocks of your orgasm.  “We s-should clean up—"

“No, my love, it can wait until sunrise.” He rolls to lie beside you, a strong arm wrapping around you and pulling you closer to him.  With your back against his chest he pulled the wool blanket over your bodies, settling with his face buried in your hair.  He breathed you in deeply before letting out a long sigh.  He can smell his mark that he left on your shoulder, his scent engrossing you and shielding you from anything that dares to threaten you.  Only a fool would try to hurt a dragon’s mate.  He’d lay down his life before anything could touch you.  You sparked the fire in his heart and it would never fade.

⠀⠀ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝; 10/01/2021 | 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝; 10/02/2021

@renhoeku 2021 | 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐤𝐓𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝.

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Inosuke doesn't know what he's feeling when he meets you, he just knows that it makes him mad.

It was just a little injury that left him in the need of being cared for at the butterfly estate, but or at least he said it was little, broke it down to being no more than a paper cut despite the fact he was unable to move for nearly a week.

It didn't make sense why his chest tightened and his stomach fluttered as he woke up to you standing over him, gently redoing the wrappings on his arm. He questioned, just for a moment, if you were a demon. It wasn't that you smelt like one, he just couldn't fathom a human looking like you did. Clearly, at least to him, it was a trap to seduce and lure, and it was working, not that he would admit it.

The days went on like that, waking to you caring for him, even sitting on the edge of his bed and helping him eat and drink when he struggled to lift his arms to his face. He was ready to refuse, to snap and huff and shout, but it all fizzled out when you perched yourself next to him, then lifted up the bowl and offered to help him drink some broth.

When he was finally able to stand, it wasn't for long, and despite his pride screaming at him, he was almost overjoyed when his legs gave out from under him and you were standing there to stop him from dropping straight to the floor, easing him back into the bed with a little whine about how big and heavy he was that made his cheeks turn pink.

He was absolutely sure it couldn't get any worse until you walked into his room one afternoon with a bright smile on your face and his boar head in your hands. Inosuke was sure that be had lost it, the head being blown off of him and sent somewhere far away during the fight he was injured in. There it was, sitting pretty in your hands, looking better than ever before.

"I hope you don't mind," you began, walking forward, "it was found while some teams were inspecting the area, and they brought it here, so I fixed it for you." Inosuke could barely breathe as you placed the pelt down on his lap, then showed him what you did. "Some areas were torn, so I sewed them up, and I brushed it. I wanted to wash it, but I thought that might be too far since it would alter the," your nose crinkled, "smell too much."

Inosuke panicked. He felt like he was boiling, and the fluttering in his stomach made him feel almost sick, and his chest was tight, the battering of his heart went from just fine to painful, making him swear it would come right out his chest. He took the head carefully, fingertips brushing yours for just a moment making him jump, then in a speedy motion he pulled it over his head and closed his eyes.

If he couldn't see you, maybe it would be fine, but he could smell you, and the smell was covering his mask. Maybe you couldn't smell it, but he could, and it was surrounding him, making him dizzy and anxious. Just how much did you touch it? He felt like he might as well be buried in you, and that thought didn't sound so bad.

"What's that thing," he started, taking in a shakey breath, "the thing where a specific thing makes you really sick?"

"....an allergy?"

He nodded, and his breathing got heavier. "You."

"Me?"

"You. You are my allergy." That got a snort. He thought he was allergic to you?

"Well, what are your symptoms?"

"Dizzy... stomach hurts... chest hurts... you make me feel hot..."

"Oh, Inosuke," you laughed, placing your hand on his shoulder, and he tensed, his skin feeling on fire where you touched him, "I don't think you're allergic to me. Do you know what a crush is?"

"Crush? Like... smashing?"

"No, no," you shook your head, "like... y'know how Zenitsu is around Nezuko? That's a crush."

"....." He furrowed his eyebrows, trying to take in what he was hearing, and nodded. He wasn't Zenitsu, but that sounded... almost right.

".....Inosuke?"

"....what do you do with it?"

"Well, you have to see if that person has a crush on you back first."

"Oh." He frowned. "Do you?"

You thought, running your hand down his arm, then resting it on his bicep before squeezing. "....yeah. Yeah I do."

Inosuke felt like he could breathe again. "What's next?"

"Next?"

He nodded. "Next."

You thought, raising your hand to cup your jaw, and moved your mouth to the side. "You do... you do stuff like this." You leaned down, pulling Inosuke's mask up, and moving in, doing your best to ignore the smell, and pressed a small kiss to his jaw.

Inosuke's eyes went wide, heat rising to his face. "How long until I'm all better?"

"Oh, at least a few more weeks, but before much longer you should be able to wander the grounds. Why?"

"....no reason." Inosuke turned away, crossing his arms and thinking.

You hummed, fixing his mask, then stood up to continue with your duties. "I'll leave you to it. I'll be back soon." You smiled, and Inosuke felt his heart quicken again.

He shook it off as you left the room, knowing he had other things to worry about. He had to court you. Maybe the mansion had some acorns somewhere in the garden...

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hey! I saw your requests were open. could you write something related to subspace + aftercare for uzui, sanemi and rengoku? no pressure! i hope the new year is treating you well :)

AFTERCARE WITH TENGEN, SANEMI, & RENGOKU

Warning: 18+ Content. BDSM, Subspace, aftercare, cursing, little space, dd/lg dynamics, spanking, punishment, fluff, sub! reader, dom! characters, mention orgasm denial, edging, brat taming, etc.

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• Tengen loves when you are in subspace. He thinks it’s so adorable. Especially when you are all so cute and small for him. I mean, you are already small compared to his height, but that’s besides the point.

• Tengen can tame a brat if necessary. Let’s be honest, the man has three wives. All of them with the capabilities of being brats yet he has tamed them all. You are no different.

• Tengen will let you have your bratty moments, but he is not afraid to discipline you. You will be bent over his lap so fast, your pants and underwear around your ankles, your bottom sore from all the spankings you receive. And guess what? Your cries and pleas fall on deaf ears.

• Don’t worry, though. Tengen will give his lover some affection after a punishment. Expect cuddles in his big strong arms, some possible gifts, a nice bath, or — his personal favorite — a long night of sex.

• There is no reason to be embarrassed if people have heard you sobbing from getting your bottom slapped. You will be stuffed with his huge cock, your cries are long forgotten as everyone hears Tengen please his significant other.

• Before you all come for me, Tengen looks at sex as a form of aftercare. Still, he can be sweet and draw you a nice bath where he will put your favorite bubbles and toys, bathe your delicate skin, and tell you how much you mean to him.

• Sanemi is a rough dom. That is a given.

• A true sadist.

• He gets a high from punishing you.

• Whether that be in the bedroom, if you are being a brat, or just his natural state, Sanemi has it his way or the highway.

• If you decide to brat to him, good luck. Your ass will be beaten until you can’t even feel it. All of your toys or favorite items are confiscated. Oh, and don’t think you are cumming anytime soon.

• Sanemi is harsh like that.

• But underneath all of that rough exterior, Sanemi is a lover and he loves taking care of his lover.

• After he calms down, expect cuddles, sweet words of affirmations, and massages. He enjoys using his large, muscular hands so he will massage your body. Whether that be after punishment or after sex because we all know, he is rough during intercourse.

• All your limbs that he bent in weird angles, any marks he left on your body to claim his territory, and any scar will be covered in sweet kisses and gentle massages because if there is one thing Sanemi is good at is using his hands.

• Sanemi just loves pulling you apart just to piece you back together all over again.

• Kyojuro is such a soft dom.

• But, sweets, don’t mistaken his kindness for weakness.

• You see, Kyojuro loves when you are in a little space. He thinks you are so sweet and cute, babbling about any and everything that comes to your mind.

• But if you try to brat to him, those beautiful eyes of his turn sinister. His speed, words, and actions turn frightening.

• It takes a lot to get Kyojuro worked up, but when you do, you have really tested his patience and you are now stuffed with his cock, edging you from sweet release onto his cock.

• “Where is all that attitude now, babe?” Kyojuro chuckled as you cry, begging for release on his length. All to get denied, a slap delivered to your ass. “Nonsense! You don’t need to cum. Silly little one.”

• Lucky for you, Kyojuro isn’t cruel. He will let you cum once you earned it. Then he will clean you up after he gets his fix, kissing your beautiful face before carrying you into the bath, bathing you. Then he gets you dressed in some comfortable clothes, brush your hair, and cuddles you to sleep.

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Warnings: 18+ content, smut, teasing, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm control/denial, edging, nipple play, oral(m–>f), spanking, blood, major character death, weapons (knife and gun), gunplay, pet names (princess, sweetheart, love)

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As usual Kyoujuro was bored. He sat on his throne-like chair listening to his Generals, Shinazugawa Sanemi  and Iguro Obanai, argue over who’s turf the other infiltrated on. He was ready to pull his hair out at just having to listen to them. Finally having enough of their senseless drivel, Kyoujuro stood from his seat, his katana in his hands. 

Without a word, he appeared in between the two generals, knocking them both to the ground before pinning Sanemi under the heel of his black Testoni shoe while pointing the sharp tip of his blade at Obanai’s throat.

“If I have to listen to you two go on about some useless turf war between our family, I will kill you both, understand?'' His voice dripped with venom as veins throbbed on his forehead as he glared at them. 

When it looked like Sanemi was going to argue, Kyoujuro pressed his heel deeper into the silver-haired man’s windpipe. “I said, do you understand, Shinazugawa?”

Sanemi wheezed from the pressure on his neck. “Sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.” he coughed out, his liliac eyes going wild from the lack of oxygen to his lungs. A whoosh of air filled him when his boss suddenly removed his foot from his throat, allowing him to breathe again. Sanemi quietly went back to his seat and remained quiet for the duration of the meeting. He glared at anyone who stared at him or the dark purple bruise that was spreading down his neck.

Kyoujuro then turned to Obanai who was staring wide-eyed at the tip of his katana. He used the sharp blade to nudge the man’s face to meet with his eyes. “Understand, Iguro?” His words were almost as sharp as his katana, and they nearly paralyzed the shorter man. 

Obanai nodded his head as he readjusted the white mask he wore over his lips. “Yes, sir. Understood.” He let out a breath he did not know he was holding with the Boss’ face quickly morphed back into his normal pleasant smile as he sheathed his sword.

“Good.” The blond announced as he went back to his in his gold-ladened chair. He crossed his legs, placing his foot on his knee. He looked at his generals with a sharp gaze. “As you know, Muzan is trying to take my life again, but just like the last time, the attempt failed.” He said, giving Tengen a pointed glare when the larger man looked like he was going to speak out of turn. “I am not worried about my life, but I do want to double the security of my mother and younger brother.”

“And your father?” Tomioka Giyuu asked.

Kyoujuro arched his brow. “What about him? Father can take care of himself. He has his own elite bodyguards. I doubt the assassin could penetrate through them.”

-0-0-0

I cursed silently as I eyed the numerous guards surrounding Rengoku Shinjurou. The former boss was a very careful man and always had his defenses up. Even when he was sloppy drunk, it would seem as if his senses were still on high alert. I wiped the sweat collected on my forehead , watching as the older man walked to the luxurious limousine. 

I tried to come up with a better plan than to use my rifle to take out the former boss. I needed to kill at least one Rengoku to show Muzan my progress. Judging by the current circumstances,i t would seem that I would have to use a sniper rifle if I wanted to kill the father. It wasn’t that bad of a shot, but I hated resorting to guns. They were unnecessarily messy and loud. I hated how they split too much blood compared to a knife or poison. But nothing came to my mind. 

Sighing, I stood up from my lookout perch, dusting off my black leotard and slipped my poison darts back into the pouch attached to my belt. I’d have to go back to my base and get my rifle and return later tonight to finish off the job. I grabbed the red trench coat and black fedora I wore to conceal my identity as I hurriedly made my way  to the exit. I did not want to be spotted on top of the roof by one of Shinjurou’s guards.

I let out a groan when my cell went off with a notification, knowing that it was Muzan asking for a status report. Digging the burner cell out of my coat pocket, I glanced down at the screen and read the message my employer sent me.

“Did I hire the wrong person? First you failed to kill the older brother and now you’re delaying on killing the rest of the family. Do I need to send Akaza to assist?”

I quickly sent back my reply. “I’ll have Rengoku Shinjurou’s head delivered to you on a silver platter by tomorrow. Do not send that pink-haired basketball faced freak anywhere near my targets.” I put the cell back into my pocket, biting my lip. 

Muzan was not happy with my progress and I was supposed to be a top assassin, yet I let one of my targets not only get away, but seduced me out of my clothing and between my thighs. My core still throbbed uncomfortably whenever I thought about what Rengoku Kyoujuro did to me.

Ignoring the pulsing between my thighs, I opened the door that would take me to the ladder that would lead me to the floor below. After I had climbed down, I peeked my head out of the door to make sure it was clear. I walked out of the stairwell and made my way into the building. 

Pushing my shades up over my eyes, I walked down the long corridor tha led to the elevator.  I thought about if I could ever get the former Mafia boss alone to utilize my poison, I really did not want to rely on my sniper rifle. My mind was too occupied to notice the small crowd of men approaching me until I had bumped into a solid chest.

“Oh, excuse me.” I said, keeping my head lowered. 

“It’s okay.”

The voice made my eyes widened as a low curse was on the tip of my tongue. That voice belonged to Rengoku Kyoujuro! My loins began to ache and throb with the memory of his touch and how he denied me of an orgasm. I needed to get away from him! Now!

Lowering my head even further, I moved around him in a hurried pace. “Excuse me.” I said as I walked down the corridor and away from my main target. My heels clicked loudly as I hurried to the elevator. I pressed the button to go down to the first floor rapidly as if that would make the damned thing move any faster.

I let out a sigh of relief when the light flashed with the number of the floor I was on. 25th. Just as I was about to get inside the door, a black gloved hand covered my mouth as the cold steel of a gun pressed against the small of my back.

-0-0-0

Kyoujuro blinked in confusion at the small woman who had left in such a hurry. What was a woman doing on his private office floor? He was about to brush it off as she must have gotten lost when something about her seemed familiar. Kyoujuro wondered if she was a call girl that he had recently slept with, but the last woman he had teased was... A smile curled at his lips. “It’s tha assassin.”

Remembering his little bet with her, he quickly went into his office to grab something before going back down the corridor. Kyoujurou followed the sound of her heels clicking on the floor until she reached the elevator. He eyed the red trench coat that covered  her body and the fedora hat she wore to conceal her features even more. The dark lens of her shades hid her eyes; If he hadn’t heard her sweet voice, Kyoujuro probably would’ve let her slip past him.

He waited around the corners, watching as she rapidly pressed the elevator’s button up to the top floor. Judging by the way he was looking at her, it would seem that he was practically stripping her with his eyes while watching  her tap her heel against the floor, impatiently waiting for the elevator. 

Kyoujuro pulled his gun out of the holster when the elevator reached the top floor. Before she could walk  inside, he quickly grabbed her, wrapping his hand around her mouth as he pushed his gun against her spine. The blond smiled as he leaned over her to whisper in her ear. “Looks like I’ve caught you this time, Angel?”

My body went rigid at the sound of his voice in my ear. Fuck! When did he realize it was me? I thought about the schematics of the building I was in, trying to remember just where I was. My eyes widened when I realized that I was on his private office floor. ‘How could I make such an idiotic mistake!’ I cursed myself mentally.

I looked at him over my shoulder, heightening the pitch of my voice slightly to try to fool him. “Wh-what?” I cried out, slightly muffled by his gloved hand. “I...I’m sorry. I got lost and ended up on this floor.” I bit back a gasp when he suddenly uncovers my lips and yanks my fedora off my head, my hair falling to frame my face.

“Nice try, princess.” He smiled, pushing her inside the elevator and letting the doors close behind them. “But I’d recognize  your cute voice anywhere.” Kyoujuro purred as he turned her round to pull her shades off of her beautiful eyes. “There's that pretty face. Did you miss me?”

I scoffed at his words, my hands inching closer to the poisoned darts in the pouch strapped to my utility belt. “Of course I did. You got away without letting me have your fucking head on a silver platter.”

Kyoujuro chuckled as he slid his gun down her belly until the cold steel pressed snugly against her crotch. “I was talking to her.” He purred, rubbing the tip of the gun against her clothed clit, smirking a bit when she gasped. “Oh, what’s this?” Kyoujuro pulled open her trench coat to reveal the black leotard she was wearing paired with her thigh high heels black boots. “Is this for me?” He smirked, pressing the gun deeper into her cunt.

“Hell no.” I bit my lip to stop the sudden moan from leaving my throat. I clenched my legs closed to keep the cold metal of the barrel from moving any closer to me. I cursed my treacherous body for heating up at his words. 

My core ached with the reminder that I still haven't found release since his teasing the other day. I moved to stomp on his foot, but he was faster than me and quickly shoved his knee between my thighs, prying them apart.

He smirked at her little attempt to get away from him as he bit down on the index finger of his glove and pulled it off with his teeth. Once the leather was removed from his hand, he touched her face, cupping her war cheek in the palm of his hand. “I could snap your neck, y’know.” Kyoujuro’s breath fanned against  her face, the sweet scent of the tobacco of the cigar he had smoked earlier flooding her senses.

His hand went to squeeze at her delicate neck to show that he was telling the truth. “But instead I’m offering you the choice of falling in love with me.” The Mafia boss trailed his fingers up to her pouty lips. “I didn’t forget your silly little rules either.” 

 Kyoujuro sent her a smirk as he used his gloved finger to slip the thin little strip of fabric that hid her heat from him to the side as he shoved his two of his other fingers past her supple lips. “Be a good girl and suck for me. I wanna imagine it's my cock those pretty lips are wrapped around.”

I shivered when his fingers pressed down on my tongue as his gloved fingers circled my clit. I could feel my defenses fall as I slowly succumbed to his hot touches. My body craved the release he denied me last time. I whimpered around his fingers when the cold metal of his gun pressed against my thighs.

Kyoujuro leaned in and sucked his dark marks that had begun to fade along her neck back into her flesh. He trailed his kisses down to her chest and removed his fingers from her mouth, wanting to hear those pretty moans he knew she had. With his fingers still glistening from he saliva, the Mafia leader tugged at the sides of her body suit until her breasts were exposed.

My strength seemed to disappear whenever this man touched me. I would lose all ability to fight back, becoming a puddle in his arms. I gasped when he pulled the sides of my leotard to the center of my chest to free my breasts. Biting my lip to stop the moan from escaping when his hot tongue flicked over one of my nipples. 

I cry out his name when I felt the cold steel of his gun rub against my inner thighs, trying to spread them. “W-what are you?” I pressed my head back against the cool wall of the elevator when his tongue swirled over my nipple before he tugged at it with his teeth. “Ah~ fuck!”

“Have you fallen for me yet? You gonna let me fuck you now, pretty little assassin?” Kyoujuro whispers in her ear after releasing her nipple with a wet, lewd ‘POP’. He looked into her eyes, smirking at the way her pupils were blown out and her chest heaving from the pleasure he was giving her.

A grin spread over his lips when she shook her head, denying his claim. “Well then, if I can’t fuck you with my cock...” Kyoujuro trailed off, using the tip of his gun to move that thin strip of fabric that hid her pussy to the side. “I’ll just fuck you with this.”

My eyes widened when I felt the cold metal of the gun press against my slit. “W-wait!” I grabbed his wrist, trying to stop him, but my mouth dropped open in a moan as it brushed over my clit. “Kyoujuro...” I gasped out, my other hand gripping his shoulder. A shocked moan left me when the slowly began to ease into my dripping hole. “Fuck...”

Kyoujuro grabbed her leg and lifted it to wrap around his waist as he pushed the tip of his gun into her tight little opening. He grabbed her chin so that he could watch every expression that crossed her face. Licking his lips as he pushed the barrel in a few more centimeters, making her gasp and cling to his shirt. “Gonna let me kiss those pretty lips of yours now, princess?”

I was stunned and dazed by the gun pressed so snuggly inside my cunt that I barely registered his words? “Wh-what? No. I..fuck, please, no more. I can’t take it.  It’s too big.” I whined, hoping that he would pull it out.

“This gun is nowhere near as big as me, sweetheart.” He slid the gun out before pushing it back in deeper, making her back arch away from  the elevator wall. “If you can’t take it then I’ll need to stretch you out nice and proper.” Kyoujuro set a steady pace as he fucked her with his gun, pushing the barrel deeper inside with each thurst. He could feel her becoming  soaking wet, her juices sliding down the handle and coating his hands. “Look at you and this slutty pussy getting so wet. You like getting fucked by my gun?”

I shook  my head side to side in denial, even though I could feel my slick gush out with each push and pull of the steel. I was so drenched that one could practically hear each time he plunged  the gun into my cunt. 

“No...” I lied, my hips beginning to buck up in tune with the gun’s pace. My walls clenched around the thick barrel, as if trying to suck it in deeper. Tears began to burn in my eyes as I could feel my high approaching.

Kyoujuro watched as her nose scrunched up, her hands curled into claws as nails clawed at the wall. “I bet you want to cum so badly since I denied you one last time, huh?” He teased, speeding up the pace of his trusting as he kissed her shoulders before sliding down to his knees.

His tongue slipped out to tease her clit with quick flicks, as he pushed he gun in and out at such a pace, her breasts were wiggling inside her leotard. His fiery eyes looked up at the fucked out expression on her face as he sucked on her swollen clit. Kyoujuro pulled back and gathered his saliva in his mouth to spit a glob onto that sensitive pearl of flesh. He chuckled when she let out a little whine. “You’re gonna cum, aren't you my pretty little assassin?”

My head fell back as my mouth dropped open, a bit of drool seeping out of the corners. I wanted to say yes so badly, but I knew that if I did the bastard would stop again. If I could keep silent, I could have my oragasm then stab him in the neck with my poisoned blades hidden in my boots. I reached up to cover my lips with my hand, teeth embedded into the fleshy part of my palm, I muffled my cries as I shook my head at his question. I would not give him the satisfaction of hearing how needy I was.

I clenched around the barrel as he pushed it deep until the trigger was brushing against my clit as he tongue flicked under it at my drooling hole. Kyoujuro lapped up any slick that escaped from around the shinty metal, groaning softly. I could feel my high coming closer as I clamped down hard, the hidden blade in the heel of my boot sliding out.

As soon as I get mine, I’ll stab him.

Kyoujuro’s keen hearing picked up the small sound of the blade in her heels coming out. He smirked against her clit as he bit it softly as he reached up and ripped her hand away from her mouth. Grinning at the loud cry she gave, the fiery blond pulls away from her body, taking the gun out of her quivering walls. “Sorry, love.” He licks her slick off the side of his gun before pulling out his handkerchief and wiping the weapon clean. “This is my floor and I have a very important meeting to get to.” The elevator dinged as the doors slowly opened. “Until next time. I’ll even treat you.”

Watching as he left the elevator, I cursed him, the ache in my empty cunt fueled my anger. “That fucking bastard!”

-0-0-0

I stomped into my weapons room, my eyes narrowed into slits of rage. Even after scrubbing my body raw, I could still feel Kyoujuro’s hot touches all over my body and that ache in my lower belly was still unquenched. I grabbed my rifle off the gun wall and carefully broke it down to fit into the case. I was going to kill that man. Today. I wouldn’t let him continue to toy with me. Removing everything that could make any noise, I changed into a black shirt and shorts. Pulling on my black arm guards and mask, I was ready.

Climbing the outside ladder up to the rooftop of the adjacent building my source told me that the Rengoku family would be, I set up my rifle and scope. I frowned when I couldn’t get a clear visual on my target and would have to rely on the heat detector. Pressing the button on my scope to turn the theram setting on, I could spot five different body shapes.

“Dammit.” I cursed when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Tugging it out, I flipped it open without looking to see who was calling me. “It better be fucking good.” I growled, already highly annoyed that I still haven't been able to cum nor kill that object of my frustrations. 

Muzan’s voice rumbled in my ear. “Is that any way to speak to the man who is paying you.”

I cursed softly. “No, sir. I’m just in the middle of something. I’ve got a target in my sight.” I told him, hoping that would appease him that he’ll soon have one less enemy to worry about. While my talents were superior in poisons and blades I was still a trained markswoman. I rarely ever miss my shot. I lined up my shot to take out the tallest of the five bodies. Kyoujuro was fairly tall, ‘Especially when he was hovering over me with his gun stuffed- STOP IT!’ 

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I lined up my shot. Letting out a slow breath, “Lining up the shot.” My finger rested on the trigger as I waited for a clear spot at my target. “Target in visual...” I murmured softly. Every nerve in my body was alight as I pulled the trigger. The bullet flew through the air and penetrated my target through the chest. There was very little blood other than a splatter that struck one of the others in the face, judging from the scream it was the mother. “Target eliminated.”

“Good job.” Muzan’s voice chimed before the call went dead.

I rose back to my feet as I began to break down my gun to put back up into my case. “Good riddance. Now, I can focus on killing the rest of the family...” I walked over to pick up the bullet casing when I happened to glance over at the ground. “What!”

There he stood, arms wrapped around his mother as he consoled her. Rengoku Kyoujuro. Meaning... “I fucking missed? Then who did I?” I scanned the area, waiting to see who I shot. “Fuck Muzan is going to be pissed if I shot a civilian on accident.” I pressed my hands on one of the brick pillars of the roof as I waited with bated breath to see who was killed. An immediate sigh of relief left my lungs when I saw the red tipped blonde hair of Rengoku Shinjuro peek out from under the sheet they covered his body with.

Feeling relieved that I took out one of my targets, I left the site quickly.

-0-0-0

Kyoujuro knew exactly who shot and killed his father. His pretty little assassin. He wondered if that shot was meant for him. A chuckle left him at that thought. Of course it was, she had made it very clear that she would kill him before he succeeded in making her his. He held his crying mother closer with one arm as he squeezed Senjurou’s shoulder softly. 

“That was one hell of a shot, princess.”

“What did you say, big brother?” Senjurou asked, looking up at his older brother with frightened eyes.

“Nothing, Senjurou.” He smiled down at the youngest Rengoku. “Come. Let’s get you and mother home. We need to plan our father's funeral.” As he led his family away from the scene, the only thing that went through his head was how he was going to make her fall for him so hard that she won’t be able to live without him. ‘Maybe I should give her a taste of the sheer ecstasy only I can give her.’ Kyoujuro licked his lips as he thought of the many ways he could do just that.

Game on. 

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Warning: 18+ Content. Body worship, oral (fem receiving), hurt and comfort, praise kink, etc.

A/N: sorry this is late. Work has been a beast! But I hope you enjoyed @venussins 🥰 this is my piece for @httptamaki love letters event!

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Steam came off of your freshly brewed tea, the wind picking up the particles so they can dance. Your house is quite cozy yet the air has a winter chill to it. Even though the logical explanation is that it is February, everyone knows what it truly is.

The reflection in your warm beverage captures a saddened woman. Her husband has been gone on a mission longer than anticipated and with the day of love being today, it only makes things more lonesome. You knew this was part of the risk when it comes to loving a Hashira. Still, Uzui Tengen captivated you with such an ease and immaculate touch that you fell right into the palms of his large hands. Now, you sit here, alone, awaiting for the arrival of your lover that never came.

Tears fell among your satin pillowcase, his scent from where he laid two months ago long faded from anything you owned. No comfort is provided in your time of need. All you have is your memories to heal your broken heart.

“He promised..” You sniveled to yourself.

A large thumb brushed your cheek, sending dear down your spine. “And I always keep my promises.”

You gasped and quickly turned around. Your weary eyes could not fall upon your lover fast enough. “Tengen,” you breathed, placing your small hand over his large one that cupped your tear stained face, “you’re home.”

Tengen softly smiled, brushing a stray tear that fell from your orbs. “Of course I am, I promised you, didn’t I?”

A soft sigh rolled off of your tongue while you become fully immersed into his delicate touch, your vibration is matching his. “I missed you.” You admit, gazing up into his pupils. His other hand ruffled your hair.

“I missed you, too, baby girl.” Tengen assured you, his hand slipping from your hair to under your chin so you maintain eye contact. Magnetic energy connected your lips, the collision coming slowly. He loved seeing you squirm when his warm breath swirled across your lips.

“Tengen..” You whispered, practically begging for his lips to intertwine with yours. The anticipation is eating you alive and Tengen just had to enjoy every aching second. His thumb even teased your pouty bottom lip.

“Anticipation is all part of the fun, princess.” Tengen condescendingly coo’s, smirking when you are even more bratty. You know, though, that Tengen is not to be tested. If you want your way, you will have to obey his orders.

After what felt like millions of light years, you finally received the passionate kiss you have been longing for. His hungry desire for you is poured into you. Your small moans fill his ribs, releasing the beast that lived deep inside.

Climbing on top of you until you are caged underneath him, you are now his for the taking.

Just like you have been wanting.

Leaning down, he gruffly whispers into your ear, “let me show you how much I’ve missed you.”

Kisses upon kisses grazed your skin, not an inch missed. He knows how much you have missed him with each tender whine you release for him.

Any clothing is discarded to the hardwood floor below, your beautiful body now exposed for him to mark. Every single part of you will be worshiped by your man, making you forget he was even gone in the first place.

“You’re so beautiful,” he hums, sending his true words to your beating heart, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you, too, Lord Tengen.” You remind him, your eyes connecting while you move a strand of his long hair out of his face. “Please do not ever leave me again.”

Tengen wishes he could promise you that he could stay by your side forever. That this bed you two share will never be cold because he will be in it, right beside you, holding you close to his chest and watching you breathe ever so gently. He wishes that was possible.

Cupping your face, he softly grins. “One day, soon, princess. One day, soon.”

“Promise?” You quickly added.

“Promise.”

Tengen is quick to kiss that pout of yours away, already causing you to forget the conversation you two just shared. You know Tengen always does his best to keep his promises, but asking him to never leave due to his career is a hard request. You both know you can never ask him to do such a thing, yet, somehow, Tengen’s words held power. A sincerity laced in his words that you never noticed before.

He meant it.

Your breasts are caressed, his soft lips ghosting your skin right before connecting. Little moans flooded his eardrums that encouraged him to proceed until he reached your cunt. His eyes meet yours, awaiting permission.

Nodding eagerly, Tengen smirks once permission is granted to please you. A teasing swipe of his tongue amongst your folds then a sloppy kiss right after. Your fingers are already laced within his beautiful strands, tugging on the locks to control the pace of his deliverance.

“Right there, baby. That feels so good.” You praise, your back arching from the pleasure. Tengen did not need praises, but he still appreciated them. He loved to hear how wonderful he is making you feel with his tongue.

Sneaking in two digits, they curl inside of your hole, your gasp of surprise coming in waves. His fingers pick up pace as well as his tongue, exploring every single part of your pussy. Tender nibbles and kisses delivered over and over until pleasure releases from you and onto him.

“T-Tengen—“ You whine, tugging on his white strands as he helps you ride out your orgasm. “Shh, let me taste you, pretty girl.” He purrs against your cunt.

Meeting your eyes, he lingers in an enchanted glance before going to meet your lips. In a steamy kiss, he whispers once more, “I’m never leaving your side again. I promise you that.”

And that is a promise that was kept.

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12 Days of Drabbles

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 2: Gifts

Warnings: mention’s of sexual intercourse, minors dni.

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Giyū Tomioka:

This poor man is not good when it comes to giving gifts. Especially early on in the relationship and let’s be honest, he still isn’t that great at it later on either. We all know he is very observant. So quiet, but he notices the little things and wants to go the extra mile to make you smile.

Only to fail in the end.

Giyū is still so oblivious, but he tries so hard. Please don’t break his heart.

He is so nervous to give his gift, too. He has spent hours upon hours deciphering if he should give it to you, wanting nothing but it to be the best. So, even if you hate it, please lie. Don’t break his heart. He tries so hard.

Tanjiro Kamado:

Tanjiro is good at giving gifts. Since he is so thoughtful, he will get you exactly what you want. You can just casually say you want something expensive (jewelry, makeup, video games, etc.) and you can expect to get it.

If it is something that will take a bit of time, Tanjiro will save up for it. He will cut back on his favorite things to make sure to get you the things you want because he loves you. Gift giving and affectionate praising is definitely two of Tanjiro’s common love languages.

Tengen Uzui:

This man.

I can’t with him.

The only gifts you’ll be receiving from him is his large cock and some jewelry to make you pretty. Maybe even a sexy outfit he can rip off of you later. That is it. Nothing more, nothing less.

Kyoujuro Rengoku:

This man is great at giving gifts. A lot like Tanjiro, that is one of his main love languages. He is very attentive and knows what his lover truly desires. Anything you want, Kyoujuro will be sure to get it.

Also, on the holidays, he does enjoy having passionate sex with you. The holidays get him in a mood. He will get you some gifts he will enjoy. Lingerie, his favorite perfume/cologne you wear, etc. why not use it to benefit him some?

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Daddy’s Good Little Birthday Girl — Giyuu Tomioka x Fem! Reader

Warning: 18+ Content. Daddy kink, overstimulation, praise kink, dom and submissive traits, etc.

A/N: sorry it’s late! But thank you so much for letting me participate in your bday sex event @bvnnichuu I had so much fun :)

Affiliations: @planetonet @knyplaymatemansion

Giyuu Tomioka is quiet. An aloof personality with a guarded mind, gigantic beating heart, a will stronger than most know about, and much more to his complexity. Still, through all of that, you kidnapped what is left of his beating heart. His veins only pump for you.

So, when your birthday arrives each year, expect to be showered in affection. Some gifts that you would least expect, tender kisses that seem to linger longer than necessary, but most of all; the countless hours of sexual pleasure you shall receive.

Giyuu loves to plant delicate kisses upon every inch of your beautiful body, your moans drowning his ears as he pours his desires into your cunt. “Mm, Giyuu.”

“No need to talk, my love.” Giyuu reassured you with a light chuckle, placing his index finger on your ajar lips. Nothing can hide the list that danced within his blue eyes. “Daddy’s going to treat his girl just right.”

And that is a guarantee, baby girl. Your cunt cried against his tongue, the bones in your legs rattled while they rest over his shoulders. He is so sadistic yet sweet all at once. The endless waves of pleasure rinsing over you time and time again until Giyuu decides you have enough.

Then, the finale you have been waiting for, you are met with your final reward. His large erected cock is aligned with your entrance, his fingernails digging into your hips for support. You can’t even speak as he slides in so perfectly, your tight hole made just for him. All you can do is moan out his name over and over, reminding him how good he is treating his special birthday girl.

“Such a good girl.” Giyuu coos with a slow stroke, groaning slightly from the sensation you deliver to his cock. “You’re daddy’s good little birthday girl.”

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12 Days of Drabbles:

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝟷: 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘒𝘕𝘠 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳(𝘴)!

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Giyuu Tomioka is not much for holidays, but he does attempt to be festive and have fun with you. He will bake holiday treats with you (he’s surprisingly good at baking/cooking), put up the necessary decorations where yo you request them to be, let you listen to your favorite music, and celebrate your holiday traditions. He does not know much about it, but he will observe the things that matter most to you as well as make sure everything is perfect. One decoration out of place and he’s already fixing it.

“Like this, Y/N?” He’ll ask with an arched brow, making sure he does nothing to upset you.

Tanjiro Kamado is all about the holidays. He will be ready to decorate before you are, but will be generous enough to wait for you. As soon as you give him the okay, expect the house to be filled with every single decoration you have. Also, best believe to go get a real Christmas tree — if you celebrate Christmas — every year. Tanjiro doesn’t do the fake kind. If you all have kids, best believe they are spoiled with tons of presents as well as his beautiful significant other.

Kyoujuro Rengoku doesn’t know too much about the holidays, but he loves to celebrate them with you. He is a lot like Giyuu, just more visibly happy and interested in it. Kyoujuro is not the best at cooking, but he will help as much as you let him. He will also give honest, yet sweet, opinions about the food.

“How do you like it?” You ask, eagerly awaiting his response.

Kyoujuro gulps down another huge bite, “delicious!”

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12 Days of Drabbles

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 4: Away for the holidays!

• Write/Draw a character(s) not being able to spend the holiday season/time with you.

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Warning: angst and fluff.

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Giyuu Tomioka:

Demon slaying is never an easy task and as much as he hates leaving his dear lover behind, but work is work. So, Giyuu being Giyuu, he leaves subtle little things behind for you. Such as notes that remind you how much you are loved and lead you to a gift he has for you. He will also have the calendar counting down how long he will be gone. If you are in the modern world, expect frequent phone calls because he misses your voice.

Tanjiro Kamado:

He cries as much as you do. He hates being away from you. Expect frequent phone calls (if you are in the modern world), handwritten notes full of love and adoration for you. He will also be sure to have how crow deliver notes from his journey and to check up on you while he is away. Any of his friends who are not on a mission will check up on you as well or his little sister, Nezuko.

Kyoujuro Rengoku:

He holds himself together better than expected, but best believe, he misses you. Letters will be sent home and frequent check ins from other Hashira. He will leave you small gifts and notes as well. Except he will not be as obvious as the other two. He will have the notes hidden and have you find them where you least expect it. Don’t worry, though, they aren’t hard places. Just cute reminders how thoughtful he is.

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Since my mutuals @velvetyfleur and @silkandlacemoon both did throwing ass, lemme do one

Inspired by: my Lovely mutuals

CW: Twerking, grinding, dancing dirty, suggestive themes

Tagging: @knyplaymatemansion

Twerking on the Hashira

"If I back it up, is it Fat enough? Baby, when I throw it back, is it Fast enough?"

GIYUU

Throwing that ass back on Giyuu and he will instantly freeze up, wondering why you're dancing on him. But dont give up!

You gotta grab his hands and place them on your hips.

You gotta guide him a little til he gets the groove of it.

Just know that once he gets into it, the feeling of your ass presses so tightly against his crotch, yall leaving the club to help take care of his problem.

GYOUMEI

While I personally don't see him in a club environment, say you throwing that ass at home. You're just vibing and dancing to some music.

Gyoumei will definitely come up behind you to catch it and grind his hips into yours and dance with you.

He's not too handy, but will hold on to your hips and help guide you as you work your ass over him.

Just be prepared for a long slow session against whatever nearest wall after that.

KYOUJURO

Is your hype man! He is loud and proud! But will instantly grab you by the hips and pull you against him.

Secretly is jealous and doesn't want everyone to see how well you can throw it, so he's the first to catch it and quick.

Hands are everywhere. Hips, waist, couple of ass smacks as he bends you over. He loves seeing you having a good time.

Will start whispering dirty talk in your ear after a little while. And just know you have about ten minutes before he's dragging you to the bathroom or the back seat of the car.

OBANAI

He's a wall hugger and is stiff. It'll take him a few drinks before loosening up. You'll have to throw it in a circle while he's posted on the wall.

He'd definitely will have a drink in one hand, the other on your waist as he just watches you.

May get a couple of dirty words whispered in your ear and a few nips to the back of your neck.

He's definitely the type to offer you to give him a more private show at his home.

SANEMI

Super handsy. I mean his hands are literally everywhere on you as he catches what you're throwing back. He thrusting and grind his hips against you. Pretty much dry humping you on the dance floor.

Does not fucking care who's watching. He is boldly smacking your ass so hard to hear it clap.

One hand is on you waist, pulling you further into him as he tilts his head back downing his drink of choice.

Y'all are definitely fucking in a bathroom stall when he drags you away from the dance floor. He is not waiting.

TENGEN

Baby, honey child, Tengen is nasty, nasty on the dance floor. He's the one who dragged you out there and grabbed you by the hips to make you throw it back on him.

Hands are all over your body, caressing every inch. He's basically making love to you on the dance floor.

He will pick you up and start grind his hips into you. Man's a tree and wants you to feel every inch of him.

Once he's picked you up though, he may just slide your underwear to the side and fuck you right there. Tengen isn't a patient man.

SHINOBU

Throw it back on Shinobu and she will be willing to catch it. Her dainty hands will be glued to your hips and she's whisper little words of praise in your ear.

She loosens up after a drink or two and her hands will start caressing more on your hips and waist, trailing over your back when you bend it over.

Now, if Shinobu is throwing it back on you, you better be prepared to catch it. Cause baby girl will be shaking it hard and fast. She has some alcohol in her system and want to have fun.

If its a slower song, she will dirty whine on you. After a while though, she'd give you that look. It's time to go because she has many plans for both of y'all once you get home.

MITSURI

Is also your hype woman, sheering you on as your start dancing. Will blush when you throw it back on her, before slowly putting her hands on your hips.

If she's had a drink or two, she'll definitely get into it a lot quicker, saying words of praise in your ear and gliding her hands along the curves of your body.

Sweetheart will need a couple of drinks before she'd build the courage to throw it back on you. But once she does...she's a twerk queen! Mitsuri is super flexible and will use that to her advantage. She may even twerk while in a split.

You may have to drag her off the dance floor and carry her home cause she gets very touchy feely after a few drinks.