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Fucking you raw??!!!
Synopsis: It's his first time fucking and you are letting him go raw?????!!! Oh boy.
Warnings: Everything you might imagine.
Is he dreaming? This has got to be a dream.
He blinks. Hard. To his disbelief, the site below him remains unchanged.
He gazes, awestruck by the vulnerability and arousal mirrored in your eyes. The soft, ambient light above casts a gentle glow on your skin, accentuating its smoothness and the delicate curve of your shoulders and highlighting the gentle slope of your breasts. Your nipples glisten, probably from his spit when you practically had to coax him off them.
"Are you ok baby?" Your voice comes out almost as a whisper, sultry and smooth. He watches your lips form the words, how your mouth glistens from the spit of his messy kisses, and how your tongue darts out to wet it.
He thickly gulps and nods. No, he would not lose composure, not now when he has been fantasizing this moment for months. With unbreaking focus, he presses the tip of his dick against your tight hole.
Then, he sucks in a breath through his teeth and pushes in. Immediately his mind goes white, paper white. Fuck, he has to kneel over from how wet, warm and goddamn tight you feel. The sensation is electric, like tiny sparks dancing along his nerves, igniting every inch they touch. It's a delicious contrast of heat and moisture, sending waves of tingling delight that radiate from dick finger to the rest of his body. He can't believe this is happening, he can't believe he is fucking the girl of his dreams raw. Your a god damn angel for letting him do this he is sure of it.
He has to remain still inside your heat for a few seconds and thank god you let him, or else he is sure he wouldve cum ropes into you there and then.
"Im gonna move now baby," He throws his head back and groans "J-jesus you feel so good"
He's too immersed in his own pleasure to realize that you are also being thrown in the abyss of utter euphoria. Letting him go raw was the absolute best fucking decision you have ever made. His dick filled you to the brim, stretching you perfectly. His thrusts were slow at first, testing the waters to see how much you could take, how much he could take. It was dizzying, the grith of his dick digging itself against your g-spot, the euphoria of him fitting snuggly against walls with every thrust. The friction is incredible and it made pain quickly turn into pleasure.
"F-faster" You manage to croak out and he lets out a whine at your words. Jesus, you don't need to tell him twice.
He reels his hips back just enough so his fat tip barely leaves your warm cunny, the anticipation building as you brace yourself. In an instant, he slams them forward, hard and fast right into your cervix, driving into you with a force that leaves you gasping for air. The bed creaks beneath you both, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. His movements are relentless, each one more intense than the last, the friction of his dick scraping against your walls making your toes curl.
"Love you, love you so much" he babbles. He's far too gone, a primal need for you has settled in him and his brain is on auto pilot. All he can think about is how good your pussy feels wrapped around him and how pretty you look right now. The sensation of your body moving in unison drives him wild, his grip on you tightening as he loses himself in the overwhelming ecstasy. His low groans and murmured praises only heighten the intensity, making each moment more electrifying than the last.
"So good s-so good" your words are strung out on your lips from how good he is fucking you. Every thrust ignites a fire within you, the sensations so intense you can hardly think. Your senses are overwhelmed by the feeling of him deep inside you, the rhythm of his movements perfectly attuned to your own mounting desire. You moan in ecstasy, the sound mingling with his groans, as each powerful thrust pushes you closer to the edge. The pleasure is all-consuming, making your body tremble with each delicious impact, every moment more euphoric than the last.
As he continues, you can sense his building intensity, his breaths turning into ragged gasps. His eyes flutter shut, and you feel the shudder of pleasure running through him with each thrust like electricity. His grip on you tightens, and his pace quickens, driven by a primal need. Every thrust brings him closer to the peak, his mind beginning to blur with overwhelming sensation. You can see the tension in his muscles, his abs tightening with the strain of holding back.
"Shit shit shit" he gasps, bending over so his lips are against your ear. "Im gonna cum baby, im gonna cum in you fuuuuuu-"
Then, with a final, powerful thrust, his mind goes blank, and a surge of pure ecstasy washes over him. His body tenses, abs hardening as he reaches the peak of his euphoria. He groans deeply, lost in the moment of ultimate pleasure, every muscle in his body taut with the intensity of his climax. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving him trembling as the waves of pleasure gradually subside.
You gasp at the feeling of hot ropes of cum filling you up. Theres so much of it it spills out of you and onto the bedsheets below. Your body trembles in response, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. Sensing your rising climax, he leans down, his lips brushing against your neck, leaving a trail of soft, peppered kisses.
His voice, husky with desire, whispers in your ear, "Let it go, baby. Let it go."
His words, combined with the gentle touch of his lips, send shivers down your spine. He slows his thrusts, his dick still painfully hard, moving with a deliberate, tantalizing rhythm that drives you wild. The pleasure builds to an unbearable peak, your entire body tensing as you approach the edge. His soothing words and tender kisses coax you further, until finally, you let go.
A wave of intense pleasure crashes over you, your body arching in response. The world blurs as you reach the peak of your euphoria, every nerve ending alive with sensation. His slow, deliberate thrusts and murmured encouragement keep you riding the wave of ecstasy, your mind lost in the overwhelming bliss. You cry out, the release so powerful it leaves you trembling, completely consumed by the moment.
Your left gasping for air and just when your about to roll over and take a breath, he grabs the underside of your legs and presses them against your chest.
"So sorry baby, I need more. Please let me have more."
GOJO, GETO, Toji, YUUJI, YUUTA, KENMA, OIKAWA, BOKUTO, EREN, SHIGARAKI, SANEMI
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Oh God. You were going to die. This was it. It wasn't demons or Muzan that take you in the end. It was your damn husband and his insatiable lust and stamina.
Lying face down on the bed, you panted against the mattress, your face a mess of tears and sweat, hair sticking to your forehead, eyes rolled up and cheeks painted a bright red. Behind you, tugging at his cock and eager for round...whatever the next number- was your husband.
Maybe you shouldn't have riled him up the way you did. You know how possessive he can be so why on Earth did you purposefully get him jealous by flirting with another man? Oh, right. Because you wanted to get fucked rougher. Well, you got what you wanted and now you're going to die.
You jumped as you felt the familiar sensation of a fat cock press against your entrance, your stuffed cunt instantly begging for mercy. You swore that if he fucked you one more time- made you cum one more time- filled you with his seed even one more time- you'd see the pearly white gates call for you.
You gripped onto the bedsheets and pulled yourself away, your body working on autopilot as your husband had successfully fucked the brain cells out of you. You heard him chuckle as you tried to crawl away, your body feeling like jelly, your arms and legs numb and barely capable of getting you to the edge of the bed before:
A pair of hands grabbed you by the hips and dragged you back, laughing at your whine of protest. Uzui reeled his hand back and smacked you across your already beaten ass before he spread your legs and gave an equally painful spank to your pussy, making you scream. "Now, what made you think that was a smart idea? Try running away again and see what happens."
Obanai lets you think you escaped before he grabbed you by the ankles, ignoring your cries as he pulled you back towards him. He flipped you onto your back like you weighed nothing, making you squeal as he took a nipple between his fingers and twisted, your back arching off the bed. "Are you trying to piss me off even more?"
Just as you reached the edge of the bed, wondering if you could make it, you felt Rengoku press himself against your back and- oh- fuck! He slid right inside you! You gasped as the man pushed his cock in with one fell swoop, taking your breath away as he instantly started moving his hips, preferring to fuck you where you were instead of dragging you back. "Get comfortable, baby. I'm not done with you."
Sanemi caught you the second you tried to move, simply reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair and pull harshly. You yelped as your neck was forced to snap back, your back arching as your husband pulled at your hair, his other hand looping to the front to grab you by the neck before he leaned towards your ear and growled: "I'm going to give you a choice. I can fuck you here, on the bed, or I chase you and fuck you where I catch you and trust me, I won't be as nice."
Gyomei didn't say anything, even as you got off the bed and onto your wobbly feet. You wondered if you could just leave when he said, in his booming voice: "Are you sure that's what you want to do?" You froze, body trembling. Why was one sentence enough for you to rethink your whole lives decisions? You didn't know what Gyomei meant by it, but you knew it probably wouldn't be fun. With a gulp, you climbed back onto the bed before getting in front of your husband. You spread your legs wide as you lay down in front of him, reaching down to grab at his fat cock and press it against your entrance. The man smiled as he slowly started to sink inside your familiar heat. "Good girl."
Giyuu grabbed you by the legs and pulled you back while also changing his own position. To your horror, you found yourself slung over his knee, a predicament you just experienced an hour before which was why your ass was a bright red already. You started apologizing profusely, kicking your legs like a toddler but your husband simply ignored your pleas and held you down, the task quite easy for him even if one arm of his was free to do the spanking. "It seems one round wasn't enough to discipline you. Guess we have to go again."
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boys who would do this
gojo, MEGUMI, GETO, ITADORI, inumaki, maki, KIRISHIMA, KAMINARI, BAKUGOU, HAWKS, SANEMI, genya, obanai, KAGEYAMA, SUGAWARA, daichi, akaashi, IWAZUMI, KUROO, OSAMU, HOSHIUMI, TERUSHIMA, SUNA
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made January 3rd 2024
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â my protector
Tengen needs your help in trying to locate his wives on a mission, and Sanemi is furious.
Get me a man whoâs only soft for us, statđŤđ
Pairing: Shinazugawa Sanemi x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, established relationship, reader is a fellow hashira, jealous Sanemi (for literally no reason), possessiveness, rough sex, slight degradation, fingering, multiple orgasms, breeding, creampie.
Word Count: 4.2k.
All Sanemi could see was red, fiery red as he roamed the halls of the Butterfly Mansion, ignoring the pain in his right arm from the wound Aoi had just patched up moments earlier.
âShinobu will kill you if she finds you drawing your sword in here!â Aoi called after him, but Sanemi could care less as his eyes sought out the Sound Pillar.
He had just returned from a three-week-long mission to find out that Uzui had enlisted you for help on one of his missions. Practically offering you up as bait to try and find his wives who had gone missing, like that was even your problem. And Sanemi knew you were always so eager and willing to help, it was something he loved and loathed about you at the same time.
The rage continued building inside him as he pulled open another sliding door aggressively, the wood gliding back from the force as he skimmed another empty room before continuing further through the mansion.
âListen to me, Shinazugawa.â Aoi huffed, followed after him as one of the only people inside the mansion who werenât scared of the white-haired man, âI told you Shinobu wonât be pleased to find out youâre breaking all her doors.â
âFuck her,â Sanemi rolled his eyes, âWhereâs Uzui?â
âIf you wouldâve actually stopped for five minutes to let me explain, instead of being such a jerk,â Aoi crossed her arms over her chest with a huff, âHe left with her a few hours ago. Said it couldnât wait much longer, that his wives may be in dangerââ
âHow the fuck is that her problem?â Sanemi growled, âSo he isn't here?â
âNo, but I would advise you don't follow him. Your woundsââ Sanemi ignored Aoi, already halfway down the hall as he marched towards the entrance, determined to find you on his own. It was when he stepped into the courtyard that he saw Uzui coming in by the front gate with a wide smile on his face.
âAh, my crow told me you were back!â Uzui made to step towards him to finish the conversation, but Sanemiâs sword was already drawn as he stepped towards the larger man, âPerfect timing, my friend!â
âYou fucking left her there?â Sanemi barked, âWhy are you back here?â
âI came to get you at the request of your lady love,â Uzui grinned as Sanemi curled his lip in irritation at the pet name, âShe made me promise to tell you as soon as you got back from your mission because she wouldnât be around. And I thought you'd prefer a personal greeting.â
âWhy the fuck are you sending her on your missions anyway,â Sanemi continued, ignoring Uzui's grin, âAnd leaving her there!â
âIt hasnât even been twelve hours,â Uzui shrugged, standing in place even as Sanemi stepped towards him.
âThatâs already twelve hours too damn long, you prick.â Sanemi drew his sword as he made to lunge towards his fellow hashira.
âSheâs probably safer there than sheâd ever be out in the field,â Uzui dodged a blow with the hilt of his sword, the guard barely protecting his hands as he used his body weight to push the Wind Pillar back.
âProbably?â Sanemi roared, âSheâs probably got sick fucks like you all over her right now.â
âOh,â Uzuiâs lips curled into a cocky smirk at the admission, standing upright as he pushed some fallen hair away from his eyes, âSo thatâs itâ youâre jealous.â
âI ainât jealous, you fuckwad.â Sanemi grunted as he attempted another slash towards Uzui, knowing it was serious when the wind user hadnât even bothered to use his power.
âSure seems like it,â Uzui scoffed, taking another step back to avoid his attack, âNothing is stopping you from visiting her, you know. Sheâs only a few towns across and I'm here to take you right to her.â
âOh, youâre taking me to her,â Sanemi spat, âRight fucking now.â
âSomeone is asking for me?â You raised a brow suspiciously at the implication. Wondering if this meant the demons had realised that you were in fact a slayer intent on taking their head. Your stomach swirled in trepidation as you tried not to show any fear, smiling at the young girl by the door as you bowed your head.
âYeah, and frankly Iâm glad,â She clung to the belt of her kimono, âHe looks scary!â
âI definitely donât want to spend the night with him,â Another girl grimaced, âI donât think Iâd make it out alive.â
You frowned, worried that you wouldnât have time to access your katana to holster it beneath your kimono. Instead, all you had was the small dagger strapped against your thigh, which you were certain wouldnât be enough to protect you from the attack of a demon. But at least it was better than nothing, knowing he wouldnât attack until you were at least secure back inside this room as you bowed your head. Following her down the stairs to the entrance of the establishment, feeling a cool breeze tickle your ankles from the open door and curtain flowing in the wind.
Your heart stilled when you noticed the familiar man standing by the entrance, glaring at anyone who dared look his way as you felt your chest swell with familiarity. You hadnât expected to see him here this night, and you certainly hadnât expected him to be asking after you.
âIs this the girl you were asking after, my Lord?â
âYes,â He grunted as the Madame motioned him to step forward and follow you back to your room.
You had to stop yourself jumping him in the foyer, wanting nothing more than to wrap your arms around him and cling to his broad shoulders.
Feeling the heat practically radiating from his body as you slid open the sliding door to your room, stepping to the side to allow Sanemi to follow before sliding it shut. And in an instant, his rough hands were grabbing hold of the fat at your hips to pull your body against his, your lips meeting in a bruising kiss.
Your hands reached up to thread through his messy hair as the scent of the woods mixed with his natural sweat invaded your senses. He clearly hadnât bothered to bathe when he returned from his mission, far more concerned with finding you.
âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing?â He spoke against your lips when you finally pulled away for air, still holding onto you as your nails dragged against his scalp, âI had to come home to find out youâre helping Uzui?â
âTengen needed my help,â You murmured, and Sanemiâs nose scrunched in irritation at the use of the Sound Pillars' first name.
âTengen,â He mocked the pitch of your voice, âHas three fucking wives that can help him, I only have one.â
âTechnically,â You parroted his tone, giving him a cocky smirk as you felt his fingers press into the skin at your hips, âIâm not even your wife.â
âYouâre as good as,â Sanemi scoffed as he stole another kiss, âAnd Uzui would do well to remember it.â
âHis wives are missing,â You mumbled sadly.
âSo does that mean heâs looking for a fourth?â Sanemi frowned at you as you couldnât help but smile and shake your head at his jealousy.
âNo,â You lowered your voice to a whisper, âHe hasnât heard from them for a few days, the letters have stopped comingâ and he thinks something bad may have happened to them.â
âWhy didnât you tell me?â Sanemi couldnât lie that it had hurt to find out from someone else that you wouldnât be there upon his return, whether it was jealousy or the fear of losing you he was unsure. But either way, it left him with that familiar sense of dread that pooled in the pit of his stomach and threatened to boil over.
âIâm sorry, but there wasnât much time,â You did wish youâd sent your crow to warn him, but Uzui had promised you that he would let Sanemi know. Especially since you were doing this for the sake of his wives, âHe needed my help, so I offered.â
âYouâre far too nice.â Sanemi shook his head, using his grip on your hips to pull you into another sultry kiss.
âI thought thatâs why you loved me.â You teased.
âNo,â Sanemi scoffed, âI love you for your perfect ass,â He spanked your cheek for emphasis, âEverything else is either a bonus or a crux on my life.â
âYou pig.â You scrunched your nose as Sanemi couldnât stop himself from stealing another kiss.
âIâm kidding, sweetheart,â Sanemiâs eyes softened as he reached up to cup your face in a calloused palm. His thumb stroking gentle circles against your cheek as you leaned into his touch, âBut you really should stop putting yourself in harm's way.â
âIâm a hashira,â You replied simply, âItâs what we do to protect others.â
âProtecting others doesnât mean becoming a whore.â He spat, although you knew there was no malice there. The harsh tone covered up the fear and dread he felt in your gut at the prospect of something happening to you.
âAnd yet here you are, at the whorehouse requesting me by name.â You smiled back, relishing in the pink hue that dusted his pale cheeks.
âI just donât want to lose you,â His tone sobered, resting his forehead against your own as he stared down into your eyes, âWhat a pitiful existence it would be.â
âYou wonât lose me, Sanemi.â You wrapped your arms around his waist to pull his body against you, feeling his semi-hard cock press against your hip. The time without you made even more conspicuous when he's now surrounded by the comforting scent of you again.
âDid anyone touch you?â He immediately pulled back, concern evident in his features as he looked you over.
âNo, Iâve been fine,â You shook your head, âTheyâve mainly had me sitting down for tea with travellers passing through.â
âGood,â He pressed a kiss against your forehead in relief as he exhaled softly, âYou have no idea how much I missed you, sweet girl.â
He peppered kisses along the curve of your jaw as you tilted your head back to give him more room. Your hands smoothed along his collarbones before dipping lower to trace patterns against the marred skin that scarred his chest, pressing your fingers into the ridges as you felt the tacky sweat clinging to his skin.
âI missed you too,â You whimpered gently as his teeth found your pulse point, biting down on the sensitive skin as his tongue lashed against it.
Sanemi bullied his muscular thigh between your parted legs to keep you steady against the wall as he shamelessly fiddled with the belt of your kimono. Letting the fabric fall open as he drank in the sight of your bare skin beneath, his firm hands immediately paw at your bare sides. Noticing the small dagger that you had holstered against one of your thighs as he ran his fingers over the handle of it in satisfaction.
âThatâs my girl.â He murmurs, âNot planning to use that on me are you?â
He teased, pushing it back into the holster as he moved his hands back up the curve of your hips towards your chest. Truth be told, he was relieved that you had some form of protection in here. Especially when there was the chance that a demon was responsible for the spate of missing persons in the area.
âIt depends if youâre nice to me or not,â You mused.
âIâm always nice.â The words coming from Sanemiâs lips alone were enough to have a melodic laugh rumbling in your chest, as for most, Sanemi and nice were complete contradictions.
âLiar,â Throwing your head back in a pretty laugh that had Sanemiâs heart rattling against his rib cage.
âI mean, Iâm always nice to you, arenât I?â Sanemiâs thumbs stroked the underside of your breasts as he delighted in the way your body responded to him, curving your back towards him as your bare cunt pressed against the flat of his thigh.
âWe shouldnât,â You murmured, âNot hereââ
âLet me have this, sweetheart,â He hummed, leaning down to capture one of your pebbled nipples between his lips as he sucked hard, âI am a paying customer, after all.â
In fact, he was going to get that money from Uzui for his pure subordination.
âWhy pay for something you can get for free at home?â You teased as he afforded your other breast the same attention, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as you let out another airy moan.
âMy girl wasnât there when I arrived home, and I had heard the girls here were beautiful,â He played along, âApparently thereâs one with the best fuckinâ pussy.â
âOh yeah?â You gasped as you felt his fingers press against the indents of your thighs, dangerously close to your labia as you bucked against his leg. Giving your clit some slight relief as Sanemi continued forward, his thumb brushing through the wet slick that coated your folds as it drooled out of your neglected hole.
âYeah,â He repeated, pulling away from your breast with a pop as he found your clit. Pressing sloppy circles against it with the calloused pad of his thumb as he watched you shamelessly grind yourself into his touch, âApparently sheâs already fucked into the shape of another guy though.â
âMust be a lucky guy,â Your eyes rolled back, knocking your head against the wall when you felt two of his thick digits slip inside your tight hole with ease. Scissoring them to loosen you up as he pulled back to watch you inquisitively through half-lidded eyes.
âThe fuckinâ luckiest.â Sanemi grinned as he felt your walls throb around his fingers. He deliberately curled them towards the spongy spot inside you that he knew would have you seeing stars as he began to focus each roll of his wrist against it.
His name continued to spill from your lips as he kept his movements poised and focused, his rough thumb kneading circles against your clit as he worked you towards your release. No one knew your body better than he did, and he knew after being pent up for so long how little effort it would take to have you dangling on the edge of your release.
âFuck, Sanemi.â You moaned, already feeling yourself dangerously close to falling, âIâm gonna cum.â
âThen cum.â He spoke as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, and his blase tone immediately had your cunt clenching around him as you swan dived directly into your bliss. The pleasure surged through your body hard and fast as you came undone, his darkened eyes focused on your movements a he kept his fingers pressed against that same velvety spot. Following the wave of your hips as you rode out your release, unrelenting against the sensitive area as he already had you hurtling towards a second.
It was too much, and not enough at the same time. Your pliant walls throbbed around his slick digits as you wished for something more, something bigger.
ââNemi, fuck me please.â You whined pitifully.
âSuch a filthy mouth on such a pretty girl,â He teased, but he pulled his fingers away from your sopping heat, lifting them up to the light to spread them as you noticed the silvery webs of your release clinging to them as he pushed them between your lips to taste yourself.
You tried to speak, but the pads of his fingers against your tongue muffled the words as you cleaned them off. His lips curled into a satisfied smile as he pulled them out of your mouth, dragging your glossy bottom lip down in the process as both hands immediately reached for his belt.
âWhen we get home I am fucking you like you deserve.â Sanemi spoke coolly, âNot some quick fuck in a whorehouse.â
âI deserve everything you give me, 'Nemi.â You smile up at him lazily before watching him tug his pants down, revealing his fat cock to your prying gaze.
You immediately reached for it, and he let you. Hissing when your smaller palm wrapped around the girth of him, giving him a teasing jerk that had his nostrils flaring and his jaw locking. Your thumb swipes over the swollen tip to gather the pearl of pre before smoothing it down his length, delighting in the choked grunt that rumbled at the back of his throat.
âIs that so?â He continued, âSo bending you over the moment I get you home will be deserved,â His voice darkened, his own palm joining yours against his length as he tightened your grip on his cock, holding your hand steady as he fucked himself into your fist, âYou tease.â
âFuck,â Your cunt throbbed around nothing at his suggestion, as you instinctively spread your legs further apart, âPlease, 'Nemi.â
Sanemi curled a palm beneath your thigh to hoist it up against his hip, spreading you open for him as you guided the leaky tip of his cock between you. Stroking it against your drenched folds as you coated him with your essence, moaning when the swollen tip nudged your puffy clit. Feeling yourself growing more impatient as Sanemi pulled his hips back to tease you, pushing your hand away from his cock as he wrapped himself in a fist. Pressing the head against your tight entrance as he felt your hole tremble against him, trying desperately to coax him in as he indulged himself with your reaction.
ââNemi, donât be an asshole,â You pouted as you tried to canât your hips forward, feeling the tip breach your entrance before he was quick to move his hips back. More than content with teasing you, despite being in such an open, compromising place.
âIf I were an asshole Iâd leave you unsatisfied like this to search for the demon myself,â He goaded, pressing his hips forward once more.
âSanemi,â You whined in irritation, âDonât tease me, please, itâs been too long.â
He didnât give you a moment to think before he was bullying his cock inside your tight cunt. Your inner walls stretched to accommodate his girth as he moulded you to the shape of him once more, reminding you of exactly who you belonged to. The sensation stole the air from your lungs as you could do little but cling to his broad shoulders as he afforded you a moment to adjust to his size, dragging himself from your velvety walls before canting his hips forward again. Setting a languid motion as he slowly rolled his hips against you.
âSanemi,â You sighed in satisfaction as you felt whole once more. Too many lonely nights were spent dreaming of this as you felt him finally bottom out, the coarse hairs at the base tickling your clit as you bit down on your bottom lip.
âWeâre in a whorehouse,â He mused, still sluggishly rolling his hips into you, âIt only seems right that I treat you like one.â
Your cunt clenched around his cock hard at the notion, something that didnât go unnoticed by Sanemi who grinned in satisfaction. His fingers tighten their grip around your thigh as he takes this as his answer.
Sanemi is brutal as he fucks into you, not sparing you a moment's peace as he uses you for his own gratification. The sound of skin against skin echos the small room as his balls slap against the curve of your ass with each forward cant of his hips. The ferocity of his thrusts has your breasts bouncing and your thighs crying out for some relief as you struggle to stand upright, thankful that Sanemiâs strong body has you pinned against the wall as he fucks into you.
âOh my god,â You cry out, nails digging into his skin as he maintains his pace. His other hand squeezes at the fat of your ass as he angles his hips, the curve of his cock drags against the spot inside you that he knows will have you seeing stars as the blunt tip kneads your cervix.
âLook at me.â Sanemi growls, his warm breath fanning your face as he keeps a consistent pace.
Your eyes meet his and youâre certain youâll cum under the intensity of his gaze alone, your cunt clenches in retaliation as he continues to thrust into your sopping hole. Each sultry moan he pulls from deep in your chest has him rolling his hips with more vigour, eager to have you repeat them as he works you towards your climax.
Itâs pitiful really, how easily he has you submitting to him as you already feel the telltale signs of your climax ebbing in your pelvis. The pressure builds up as it nears breaking point as Sanemi pushes into you with more ferocity, using your body for his own means as he works himself to his own release.
âIâm going to leave you pumped full of my seed,â He growls against your cheek, his chest heaving as he feels his balls begin to tighten, âLeave it drooling down your thighs when Iâm finished with you. So that everyone knows who you belong toââ
You knew this was a direct attack on Uzui, and the fact that heâd handpicked you for his assistance on this mission. Even though there was nothing in it beyond securing the safety of his wives, it had Sanemi oozing with jealousy and he was intent on reminding the Sound Pillar that you were not his plaything.
âDo you also need a reminder of who you belong to, sweetheart?â Sanemi spoke lowly as he fucked into your pliant walls, slipping a hand between your connected bodies to press sloppy circles to your clit.
âNo, âNemiââ That familiar sensation throbbed between your thighs as you teetered on the cusp of your climax.
âNo? Then who do you belong to?â
âYou, âNemi. Youââ You choked out, leaving messy red lines against his chest now as he pressed harder against your clit.
âLouder.â
âYou, âNemi! Itâs always been you!â You cry out, certain that the rest of the floor could hear you as you began to gush around his cock. Your hips bucked wildly as he pinned you in place, keeping his thumb firm against your clit as he watched you ride out your climax. Indulging in the debauched noises that escaped from between your pretty, bruised lips.
âGood girl,â He snarled before moving his hand from your clit to resume a damn near savage pace. Rutting hips against your own messily, working himself towards his own end as he felt the way your walls continued clenching around him in the aftershocks of your climax, âSuch a good girl for me.â
He arched his back so he could look down at where your bodies were connected, watching the way his thick cock disappeared inside your velvety walls. And the creamy ring of slick that youâd left around the base of him, the silvery lines matting into his pubes as he felt his balls begin to seize. Certain he wouldnât be able to last much longer before giving a few more sloppy thrusts and emptying his balls into your warm, wet cunt.
Sanemi stayed buried inside you, feeling the last spurts of his orgasm surge through him as he coated your walls in thick, white spunk. Cherishing the final few flutters of your walls around him as you both came down from your highs, peppering kisses against your face as you placed a palm against his chest to feel his racing heart, the dull thump of it soothing you as you felt your thick lashes begin to flutter.
âDonât fall asleep, sweetheart.â Sanemi rasped, starting to pull himself out of your spent cunt as you whined in objection. Trying to tighten your thigh around him to keep his hips in position as he grinned down at you; pressing an apologetic kiss to the side of your lips before looking down to see the mess of your combined release stringing against his length as the silvery lines split apart, âIâm sorry, Iâve gotta.â
You knew he had to go, Uzui was probably still waiting for him on a rooftop somewhere. Hopeful that youâd have some news to share with Sanemi about the whereabouts of his wives, but you felt the regret begin to pool in the pit of your stomach as reality settled back in.
âIf you want to leave with me, Iâll take you right now,â He said as though it was the most simple thing in the world, âBut if you want to stay in Iâll be watching.â
You didnât have to tell him your answer, he already knew. Placing a final, lingering kiss on your lips as he held you in his arms, âNothing will ever happen to you as long as Iâm around.â
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Hashira Training: Wifely Duties
Synopsis: Your husband is working hard to train the members of the Demon Slayer corps in preparation for the upcoming battle with Muzan. However, they seem a bit stressed. You decide to help in other ways, like a good wife. Pairings: [SEPARATE] Uzui x Reader, Giyu x Reader, Obanai x Reader, Sanemi x Reader, Rengoku x Reader, Gyomei x Reader
Content: MDNI, fem! reader, oral male & female receiving, dacryphilia (Uzui), bath sex (Uzui), bondage (Obanai), pregnancy (Himejima), unprotected sex, rough sex (Sanemi), overstimulation, breeding (Rengoku), I hope I didnât forget anything else but sorry if I did.
Word count: 7.2K (bruh)
A/N: Just finished the Hashira Training Arc. No anime episode has ever stressed me more than that finale...Added Rengoku as a hypothetical what-if since he's my favorite hashira. Muichiro excluded since he's a little baby but I still love him.
Uzui Tengen: Former Sound Hashira
âMove your asses! If you donât finish the last rep, no dinner for you tonight!â
Your husbandâs loud voice carries a great distance, no surprise coming from the former sound hashira. This allows you to find him and your other co-wives fairly easily as you make your way up the mountain side where Tengenâs endurance camp had been set up.
Youâre met with a somewhatâŚcomedic(?) sight..of your flashy husband dressed in a casual kimono swinging a wooden sword at the fallen demon slayers who were clearly on the verge of passing out from exhaustion. You couldnât help but feel pity for the poor kids.
âIf you donât get it together youâll never survive what the other hashira have in store,â Tengen huffed, seemingly more annoyed than angry.
âNow now, Tengen-sama, donât be so hard on the kids,â you sigh, setting down the extra pot you had been tasked with bringing to help prepare dinner. âYouâll end up giving them all nightmares.â
The way Tengenâs face lights up when he sees you makes your heart flutter. "Y/n! I was wondering where you went off to."
"I asked her to go back home to grab another stew pot," Makio chimed in, all while throwing a subtle glare towards a Suma. "Since someone forgot to do what they were told and bring it like asked.
Suma proceeds to hide behind you and Hinatsuru as you help her with the rice for the onigiri. "Uwahh! Y/n-san! Hinatsuru-san! Makio-san is targeting me again!"
"Please, don't start," You sigh.
"We all need to do our part," Hinatsuru said, like the mature woman of the group she was. "Let's do our best with dinner so that we aren't inconveniencing Tengen-sama."
With four sets of hands, you guys get dinner done by sundown, the smell of fresh onigiri and beef stew wafting through the air. However, the poor demon slayers were so worn out from your husband's brutal training, you don't think any of them would have the energy to even think about eating. Still, Tengen snaps at them to do so as to not let you all's hard work go to waste.
"Tengen-sama, please try to relax a little," you gently say, tugging on the end of his kimono. You offer him a bowl you had prepared. "It's not good to get so worked up."
Although grateful, Tengen doesn't say anything as he takes the food you offered, sipping the broth in silence.
That night, you soak in the Uzui Manner's private onsen, the stress of the day clouding your thoughts. Youâre worried. You know the final battle against Muzan will inevitably happen, but youâre terrified. For your friends. For your family. What if Tengen has to come out of retirement to help? What if you and your co-wives are caught in the middle like in the Red Light District?
Youâre so in your head that you donât even hear the door open and someone enter. âWhat a surprise. I thought you were in bed by now.â
Tengenâs voice startles you and youâre quick to sink into the water to cover yourself. Your husbandâs laughter fills your ears. âWhat are you being shy for?â Clad in nothing but a towel, you gawk at your husbandâs physique. Despite officially retiring from the Demon Slayer Corps, his consistent training kept him in shape.
âYou just surprised meâŚthatâs allâŚâ
Tengen settles behind you in the bath, the water sloshing as he enters and pulls you into his lap. You relax against his chest. âYou wanna tell me what you were thinking about?â He asks, tracing his hand down your side making you shiver involuntarily.
âN-noâŚ.its nothing. But you seemed stressed earlier, Tengen-sama. Is there anything I can do for you.â
Tengen sighs, leaning back against the edge of the bath, arms spread and muscles tense. âItâs nothing, love, donât worry.â
You frown. You then turn so that youâre straddling Tengenâs lap, the water splashing with your movement. Tengen raises a brow in confusion, but doesnât question your actions. âP-please allow me to help you, Tengen-sama.â
Tengen chuckles, cupping your cheek gently. âYou already do more than enough for me, and for that Iâm very grateful.â The kiss he pressed against your lips starts off soft, only to grow more intense and desperate. You squirm, letting out a small whimper.
Feeling you rock against him, Tengen groans, his cock beginning to harden. He scoops you up underneath your thighs with one hand, not breaking your kiss. As he lays you down on the onsen deck, you shiver at the cold feeling of the stone. Tengen trails gentle kisses down your neck while his fingers grace your clit, stimulating the sensitive nerves.
âW-wait. W-wait,â you suddenly protest. Tengen pulls back, worried he hurt you. âI-I want to be of use to you, Tengen-sama. Please let me please you.â
Tengen wears a rather perplexed expression before chuckling. He sits back on the end of the bath. âOk then, please me.â
You drop to your knees before your husband, taking his cock gently into your hands. Itâs already stiff with arousal, pre pearling at the fat tip. Your finger traces the thick vein running up the side of Tengenâs length, making him twitch.
Tengen groaned as your warm mouth enveloped him, his head leaning back in satisfaction as his fingers gripped your hair tightly. You immediately began to suck, feeling your jaw strain as he began to swell in size. Tears prickled in your eyes, and you rest your hands on Tengenâs thighs to steady yourself.
"Mhmm fuck," Tengen moaned deeply. His low raspy voice only turned you on more. He gripped Your hair harsher and pulled you closer; you nearly gag. "Fuck. Don't stop. Use your hand. Fuck. There you go.â
You eagerly obliged, sucking him harder and taking more of him, or as much as you could cause he was just so damn big. Tears trickle down your cheeks, and it takes all Tengenâs willpower to not buck into your mouth. The sight of you looking at him so innocently, crying as you try to take his size almost has him coming down your throat. You can tell heâs close to his release from the way he tenses, muscles tightening, yet he quickly pulled you away.
âT-Tengen-sama?â You question, out of breath. Before you can react, Tengen has you pulled into his lap and your knees pressed to your chest with his arms wrapped under your legs in a rather embarrassing position that has your cunt exposed. In a single thrust, the tip of his cock kisses your cervix and youâre crying out.
Tengen rests his head against your back, breathing heavily. âYouâre so good to me.â He groans at the feeling of your warm cunt wrapping snuggly around him. âI love you so much.â Tengenâs grip tightens, pulling your legs back further as his hips buck up, stretching you further. The slightly uncomfortable position makes you whimper.
âBut tonight, Iâm going to fuck you like I donât.â
Iguro Obanai: Serpent Hashira
You know how ruthless and impatient your husband can be, so you pity the poor slayers who were stuck in the vicious vice-like hold Obanaiâs training has. Most of them had been there for at least a week, if not more, unable to perform at a level that satisfied your husband. So, youâve taken on somewhat of a nurse role, providing first aid to the many bruises, welts and rope burns the slayers received as part of the training. Your hope was that your treatment would lessen the pain of entering the baths.
âThere! All done,â you say, closing up your first aid kit having just treated the cut on one memberâs face. âNext time, remember to guard your vital spots. Youâre lucky it was only training. A demon wouldnât be so forgiving.â
âR-right! T-thank you Mrs. Iguro!â
You wave the slayer off as you finish packing your things up. Though you try to ignore it, you can still hear the whispering about your husband.
âHow did such a sweet woman end up with a man like the serpent hashira?â
âYeah the only real demon here is himâŚâ
You grit your teeth in annoyance, prepared to say something when the sliding doors slam open. The atmosphere tenses as your husband walks in, a very angry and intense aura surrounding him.
âIf you have time for idle chatter then you must not have worked hard enough,â Obanai scowled, Kaburamaru hissing around his neck. The slayers all quickly scramble to their feet and ran to grab their swords and avoid Obanaiâs wrath.
You tug on his haori, stopping him from moving. âDear, be nice.â
The scowl on his face somewhat softens only to immediately return when a new person announces their presence: Kamado Tanjiro.
âI look forward to training under you,â Tanjiro says, as cheerful as ever. Either he didnât see your husbandâs murderous look or he didnât care. âAh! Hello to you too Mrs. Y/n!â
You return the bright smile with one of your own. âItâs great to see that youâve recovered well, Kamado-kun.â
âOĂ! Donât be so casual with my wife like youâre friends!â Obanai snapped. âAnd the rest of you stop gawking at her!â
You can only sigh. Of course, anything that you said practically went in one ear and out the other, and Obanai was so rough with the trainees you were surprised he didnât break anything. Poor Tanjiro in particular seemed to get the brunt of your husbandâs annoyance, leaving him with thankfully only some bruising since the training was conducted with practice swords instead of real blades. However, Obanai wouldnât let treat anyoneâs wounds this time around. The moment he ordered for them to scram somewhere, he dragged you out the dojo and back to the main house.
His grip on your wrist was tight, and you knew better than to protest when he was in his foul moods. But the fact that he hadnât uttered a single word was making you somewhat anxious for what was to come. Was he somehow pissed off at you too?
Once you make it to your shared room and Kaburamaru slithers off somewhere, Obanai closes the sliding door. Itâs just the two of you, the tension in the air is suffocating.
âU-umâŚO-ObanaiâŚa-are you mad?â you try to break the silence only to receive the most piercing glare from your husbandâs dual colored eyes, making you hush up instantly.
âMad?â Obanai scoffs. âNothing you do can make me mad at you. ButâŚâ His eyes trained to yours as he backs you into your shared futon. âI hate the way those idiots gawk and act too friendly with you. Youâre my wife. Youâre mine and mine alone.â
Obanai grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. His intense gaze while nerve racking is so insanely attractive that youâre whimpering quietly, trying to rub your thighs together in desperate need. Obanai picks up on this and lets out a low chuckle.
âI guess I have to remind you in other ways that you belong to me. Clothes. Off.â
You quickly start taking your kimono off, untying the Obi sash. Clearly you donât move fast enough for your husbandâs liking as he flips you on to your back and starts pulling the fabric off of you.
âW-wait, O-Obanai!â Your cheeks flush in embarrassment. Obanai ignores your pleas, and proceeds to use your obi to intricately tie up your l your wrists behind your back, pinning your arms almost uncomfortably together.
âDonât you look pretty,â Obanai hums in amusement, pleased with the way the bindings were. He grabs your wrists and forces you to bend over, ass in the air. Obanai nudges your legs up to have a clear view of your dripping cunt, to which he inserts a finger, then two. You helplessly squirm against the restraints, keening against his touch.
âYouâre so greedy,â Obanai scoffs. âYouâre just sucking my fingers in.â
âPlease, Obanai,â you beg. âI need you inside me.â
âHmâŚsince you asked so nicely.â
You hear him shuffle around, presumably to remove his clothes. You then feel the heat of his chest as he leans over you. Although he was somewhat rough with the restraints, Obanai is tender when he kisses your shoulder blade.
With one hand on you waist and the other on your wrists, Obanai inches his cock into you, groaning at how tight you feel around him. He bottoms out easily and you moan at the uncomfortable arch the position puts you in.
âM-moveâŚp-pleaseâŚâ you whimper.
Obanai chuckles. He pulls out just to the tip before thrusting back in, setting a rough yet steady pace. His cock reaches so deep thanks to the position he has you in, making you gasp each time it kisses your cervix.
âFuckâŚyou feel so goodâŚâ Obanai groans. Usually heâs not one to be overly vocal during sex, but the heat of your cunt was just so addicting and he thought he would lose his mind.
âP-pleaseâŚâ you stumble over your words as he pounds into you. âC-can I hold you?â
Obanai falters briefly, his chest feeling strangely full. How do you always find a way to be so sweet to him? You were going to be the death of him.
Nonetheless, he unties the knot to release your wrists. He flips you over, realigning his throbbing cock at your entrance. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and legs around his waist to pull him close. Both of you let out shaky moans as he thrusts back in. You gently kiss at the scars on his mouth, and he shivers in response, taking one of your hands to intertwine with his.
âI love you,â he mutters so quietly you almost donât catch it. You nuzzle into his touch.
âI love you too.â
Shinazugawa Sanemi: Wind Hashira
Youâre currently pissed at your husband and ignoring him. You ignoring him has him even more pissed off, so the Shinazugawa mansion is tense and a literal war zone. The impending war against Muzan is inevitable. While you understand that, you see no reason why your husband has to be such a dick to everyone. Especially to his own younger brother.
âThat damn bastard, who does he think he is, going off the rails like that,â you angrily mutter under your breath as you threat Genyaâs injuries. He winced at the antiseptic on his cut. You frown. âSorry sweetheartâŚâ
âItâs okâŚY/n-neeâŚâ Genya says half heartedly. The recent fight between the Shinazugawa brothers ended up escalating to a dangerous point. If it werenât for Tanjiroâs interference, there probably wouldâve been more injuries. And having known the Shinazugawa brothers since childhood, you were fiercely protective of Genya. So seeing Sanemi attack his brother the way he did without any hesitation was literally your last straw.
âIâm sorryâŚâ Genya said.
âHm? For what?â
âFor causing trouble in you and nii-sanâs marriageâŚâ the younger boy avoids looking you in the eye. âif only I could use breathing techniques and werenât so weakâŚthen maybe heâd acknowledge me.â
âAwe, Gen, donât say that,â you say, pulling the younger boy into a tight hug against your chest. âYour actions have nothing to do with my marriage. Your brother is just being a pain in the ass but that doesnât mean I still donât love him. I know he has a shitty way of showing it, but he does care. Iâm sorry that youâve somehow gotten in the middle of our marital problems. I promise things will get better. For all of us.â
You finish tending to his injuries before placing a tender kiss on his forehead, like you used to do when you were kids. Still, Genyaâs face explodes red at your babying, making you laugh as you take your exit. As you leave, youâre surprised to see your husband standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Your face sours.
âThe fuck you want?â You snap.
âStill got a fuckin attitude?â He retorts.
âSays you.â You walk off in a huff. Sanemi sighs and runs after you.
âY/n, wait. Please talk to me.â
âAbout what?â You say bitterly. âI donât got shit to say to you after the stunt you pulled. I donât want to hear anything from you unless itâs an apology.â
âFuck, fine Iâm sorry! Now will you listen to me?!â Sanemi desperately said, grabbing a hold of your wrist to stop you. Your eyes narrow, not trusting his words. âLook. I know I was wrong but I canât take anymore of you ignoring me and doting all over Genya.â
You snatch your hand away, scowling. âSo now youâre jealous of your kid brother? I used to change his goddamn diapers.â
âThatâs notâŚugh fuck. Come with me!â Once more Sanemi grabs your arm, dragging you through the manner against your protests. He brings you to your shared room, which for the past few weeks youâve stopped sleeping in out of spite. Sanemi closes the door, locking it shut.
âNow what? You got me alone.â You scoff.
âUgh just shut up!â Sanemi yells, grabbing your chin and kissing you frantically, almost desperately. Your response is muffled and your knees immediately go weak as he forces his tongue in your mouth to deepen the kiss. Youâre gasping for air by the time Sanemi pulls away. He buries his head into your shoulder, inhaling your scent that heâs missed so much.
âIâm sorryâŚdammitâŚâ Sanemiâs voice cracks slightly. âI donât want to lose you too. I couldnât bear losing another person so important to meâŚso please, stop being mad at meâŚIâm sorry.â
âNemiâŚâ You cup his cheek before pinching it harshly making him hiss. âYou dumbass. Thatâs what this was all about?I didnât realize you were this goddamn emotionally constipated.â You sigh, Sanemi now glaring at you while rubbing his cheek. You gently kiss the tip of his nose. âIâm not going anywhere any time soon, okay? I promise.â
Sanemi exhales, almost like a sigh of relief. âOkay.â He kisses you again, this time gentler as if heâs afraid youâll leave. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper. âIâve missed you.â Sanemi muttered. His hands begin to wander, trailing up the side of your waist under your uniform.
âDid you miss me, or my body?â You tease.
âMhm? Both.â
âYouâre such a tease.â
âYet you love me anyway.â
Sanemi kisses you again with more force, all while guiding you down to your shared futon. His hands are rough, groping your breasts, pinching your nipples that stiffen at his touch. You roll your hips upward to press against the growing bulge in his pants. Sanemi groans, biting your lip.
âYou like testinâ my patience, donât you?â Sanemi huffs.
âThat depends,â you taunt, beginning to unbutton your uniform top. Sanemi swallows thickly, his Adamâs apple bobbing. âYou gonna do something about it?â
Sanemi grit his teeth. He grabbed you by the waist, flipping you on your backside, the rest of your clothes torn off from his own impatience. âIt looks like Iâll just have to fuck the attitude out of you.â
Your husband makes do of his promise, fucking you senseless into the sheets, weeks of built up tension between the two of you finally being released. Heâs aggressive and rough, gripping at your hips so tightly theyâd probably bruise. Your neck is littered with bite marks, while Sanemiâs already scared torso has fresh red scratches from the way you grabbed at him. Not that he minded.
âF-fuck,â Sanemi groaned, relishing the way you clenched around his cock. His hips snapped against yours, making you gasp and shudder. âFuck I missed this. I missed you. Donât ever fucking ignore me again.â
âN-Nemi, please, Iâm close,â you whimper.
Sanemi grins. He puts your legs over his shoulder, pressing down to pin your thighs back in a mating press. The position, though uncomfortable, allows for his cock to reach even deeper. You feel so deliciously full, Tears prickling in your eyes. you cover your mouth trying to hide the sultry moans leaving your lips.
âNope, I need to hear you,â Sanemi pants, pulling your hair. Your cries are music to his ears. âI need everyone to know how good I fuck my beautiful wife.â
He uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away your stray tears before kissing you tenderly. His pace faltered just a bit, making his thrusts more sloppy as his low grunts turned into airy moans. "Ah fuck I'm gonna come."
Sanemi gave one last deep thrust that had you gasping for air. You shivered feeling yourself be filled while your own orgasm hit. After he was sure he finished, Sanemi pulled out and sat back on his heels. He stared down you with a satisfied look on his face as some of his seed leaked from your swollen sex.
He scooped up some that spilled on to the bed and shoved it back into you. You whimpered from the overstimulation. "N-no more."
"Don't tell me what to do," Sanemi huffed. He aligned his cock at your entrance again and sank in with ease. He lets out a satisfied sigh and pulls you to his chest. "There. Now it'll stay in."
Tomioka Giyu: Water Hashira
âTomioka-San? Hello! Tomioka-San? Excuse me? Are you there? Sorry to bother you. Itâs Kamado Tanjiro!â
Itâs the third day in a row the young boy has come by. At this point, you find it quite comical but you can tell your husband is losing his patience.
âJust entertain him, dear,â you say, folding up the laundry. âYou know heâs not going to stop until you answer.â
Giyu doesnât say anything before picking up his katana and leaving the room. You sigh. He had been so distant since the hashira training started. For some reason, he opted not to participate, and you could only assume thatâs why Tanjiroâs been by every day to convince him otherwise. Nothing you could say would really change his mind either. The last few nights Giyu had been staying out later, only returning when he knew youâd fallen asleep and leaving first thing in the morning.
You didnât want to push and pry, but you hope heâd open up soon. Or maybe, hopefully Tanjiro could talk some sense into him. You decide to at least go to the door and greet the boy.
âGiyu-San!? Maybe heâs not homeâŚâ
âHe just left, in fact,â you say, opening the door. âMaybe you can catch him for me.â
âAh! Y/n-san! H-hello! Sorry if I disturbed you!â Tanjiro said with a bow.
âNo not at all! Youâre always welcome here.â You then sigh. âSorry my stubborn husband is causing you such trouble. If itâs not too much to ask, please talk some sense into him. Iâm sure whatever it is itâs important.
Tanjiro smiled. âOf course! Leave it to me!â
For the next five days, Tanjiro shows up, trying to get your husband to talk to him. Youâre thoroughly entertained by the situation that you do little to mitigate, ignoring Giyuâs obvious and desperate looks for help. After almost two weeks of this, Giyu finally comes home early one night with a rather defeated expression. Youâre in bed reading when he enters your shared room and immediately collapses on the futon.
âRough day?â You tease.
âTanjiro doesnât know when to quit,â Giyu sighs. He sheds his haori and places his is katana off to the side. âHe wanted to have a soba eating contest?â
You laugh. âDid you win?â
âNo. I yielded and promised to help with the hashira training.â Giyu doesnât seem to thrilled by it from the tone of his voice. You frown, close your book and motion for your husband closer. Like a child, he crawls into your lap, laying his head against your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. Giyu sighs contently, inhaling your scent.
âWhy were you so against participating in the first place? Iâm sorry, but Iâm having trouble understanding,â you say, gently running your fingers through his long hair, pulling it out of his usual ponytail.
âCan we talk about it later?â Giyu mumbles. He nuzzles his face into your chest. âI just wanna hold you right now.â
You cup Giyuâs cheeks, forcing him to look at you. You smile. âItâs ok. Iâm here for you.â You kiss him gently. Giyu relaxes into the kiss, groaning at the softness of your lips. âI love you so much. Donât forget, okay?â
Giyu exhales. âOkay.â
He kisses you again, this time with more urgency. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him close as you lay back down into the futon. Giyu trails kisses down the side of your neck, leaving love bites in their wake. His wandering hands tug at your nightgown, exposing your breasts to the cool air. His hair tickles your cheek making you giggle.
âCome on,â you tease, unbuttoning the top of Giyuâs uniform. âClothes off.â His cheeks were flushed red, and his arousal was evident from the growing bulge in his pants.
âHelp me, will you?â Giyu asks, shyly hiding his face in the crook of your neck. He watches while you unbuckle his belt and losen his trousers so that they fall to the floor. He could almost sigh from the instant relief when you release his erection from the confines of his boxers.
You give his cock a few languid strokes, making Giyu shudder in response. He twitched in your hand as you rub your thumb over the sensitive tip, precum beginning to leak out.
âA-ahâŚf-feels goodâŚâ Giyu groans. He has to steady himself on his elbows, resting his forehead against yours. It takes all his strength not to cum right there on the spot. He hikes your leg up around his waist and aligns his cock at your dripping entrance. âRelax, okay? I got you.â
Giyu slowly thrusts in, your wetness causing little resistance. You both groan at the feeling of him stretching you out. Your hips buck upwards, searching for more.
âG-Giyu, m-more,â you plea.
Your husband grunted and picked up the pace. He couldn't get the enough of the way you felt around him. The way your gummy walls would convulse with each snap of his hips. Your high pitched and needy moans for him and him alone nearly drove him over the edge.
"T-there! A-again!" You beg. You wrap your arms around Giyuâs shoulders to hold him close. Capturing your lips again, Giyu sucked hard on them in order to bruise. His thumb jabbed against your clit.
The action caused You to cum. You squealed, biting down on his tongue, making him growl. Your clit pulsated, feeling like it was still vibrating. Tingles raced through veins, rocking your entire body.
"F-fuck, I'm close!" Giyu pants.
His own high was reaching. His thrusts became less rhythmic and more sloppy. Low grunts and moans left his lips. The feeling of You tightening around his dick even more was enough to send him over the edge.
He comes with a low groan. His body rocks and he collapses on top of you, burrying his head into the crook of your neck once more. You squirm feeling him release into your womb.
Giyu pulls out, almost reluctantly and pulls you into his chest. He holds you close as you lull off to sleep. Before you doze off you hear your husband mutter a soft âI love you.â
Himejima Gyomei: Stone Hashira
âDamn it!â You huff. âWhyâŚhuffâŚdid hisâŚhuffâŚtrainingâŚhuffâŚhave to be on top of a stupid mountain!â
You slowly waddle your way up the top of the mountain side, on your way to deliver lunch to your husband who had been preoccupied for weeks with the Hashira training. He barely had been home. If he was, it was usually long after you had gone to sleep just to check on you and your unborn child. Then, he was gone before dawn to resume the training.
You missed him dearly. You hated how empty and cold your futon felt without his warmth. You hated how antsy you felt with not only the fear of the upcoming battle with Muzan looming in the distance, but the anxiety knowing that your due date was approaching within the next month. Sitting around was driving you crazy, so you took it upon yourself to make your husband a home cooked meal and bring it to him, asking the crow to guide you. What you didnât expect was him to be at the top of a literal fucking mountain.
âUgh I canât do thisâŚâ you groaned, pausing at a random tree to rest. âMy feet are cramping and if this child kicks me in my bladder one more timeâŚâ
âEh? Mrs. Himejima?â
âEh? Ah! Genya!â While youâre thrilled to see the boy that youâve quite honestly grown attached to like your own child, he on the other hand is freaking out. Why were you out here alone in your condition? Did Himejima know that you were here? What should he do? Help you get home?
âGenya, have you seen Gyomei?â You eagerly ask, grabbing the boyâs hands. âI was trying to surprise him with lunch, but I kinda got lost on my way up here. Itâs such a ways away from the other hashira isnât it.â
âU-um I-I,â Genya stammered. He then sighed. He couldnât say no to you when your expression was so innocent. He also wouldnât forgive himself he let you get hurt. âOk. Iâll lead the way. P-please be careful. Let me know immediately if you need anything!â
âOf course!â
You follow Genya down a path, asking the boy how his training has been with the other hashira. Eventually, the sound of roaring water fills your ears and you both arrive to a massive water fall.
âNamu Amida Butsu,â someone chants and you realize that there are demon slayers standing under the water, bracing the impact.
âOh my, this is Gyomeiâs training?â You gasp.
âOnly the first part,â Genya sighs. âMost people collapse and donât get past the rest.â
âI see.â Youâre not that surprised that your husbandâs session was the seemingly most physically challenging and demanding. It would of course be no issue for him as his giant stature and inhuman strength made even the most impossible of tasks look like a breeze. But you feel for the younger ones who havenât quite figured out how to unlock that same inner strength.
âEh? Wait? Is that Zenitsu!?â You exclaimed, realizing you recognized a head of yellow hair floating down the river. âEhh! Oh dear! Zenitsu!â
âWait! Mrs. Himejima!â
Youâre already waddling toward the riverbed, trying to reach out and grab the seemingly unconscious boy. You strain as you try your best to grab him, but he slips past you. The rocks are slick with water and before you realize it, you lose your balance. Before you tumble forward, someone grabs you by your waist and gently lifts you out of the river.
âMy love, what ever are you doing here?â The low, calm rumble of your husbandâs voice fills your ears. Your cheeks warm as your face lights up in excitement.
âGyomei!â You turn in his arms to hug him around his neck. âI missed you! I bought you lunch! Come on, letâs eat it before it gets cold.â
Gyomei chuckles. âLetâs get you out of the wet clothes first so you do not catch a cold.â He looks over to Genya and gives a slight nod. âThank you for looking after her. You can be done for the day, Genya.â
âR-right! Thank you, sensei.â
You talk your husbandâs ear off about nonsense, him listening with a smile on his face as he carries your back home. By the time you make it back though, youâre sneezing, shivering slightly from the cold.
âMy love, what ever were you doing up there?â Gyomei asks, setting you down. He gently unties your Obi, sliding the wet kimono off your shoulders. âYou couldâve been hurt, dear.â
âI wanted to surprise you with lunchâŚâ you say somewhat bash fully. âI havenât seen you much and Iâve really missed you.â
Gyomei softly smiles. âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to make you feel neglected.â He unties the juban undergarment and youâre left completely bare and exposed before him.
You feel slightly self conscious. Your body has changed so much from the pregnancy. Your breasts were constantly swollen and tender. Your stomach now round and full with stretch marks streaking across your thighs. Yet, Gyomeiâs hands are gentle as he explores the new changes to your body. His fingers grace over the curve of your belly, smiling as he feels his babyâŚyour babyâŚkick against his palm.
âItâs okâŚâ you let out a shaky breath. âI know itâs your job.â
âNo, my first priority is you and will always be you,â Gyomei insists.
âM-mei, can you touch me?â You plea.
âBut youâre so far along now. I do not wish to hurt you, my love.â
âYou wonât!â Maybe itâs the pregnancy hormones. Or maybe itâs the fact that youâve been missing the gentle intimacy with your husband due to his busy schedule. Either way, youâre finding yourself overcome with desire, wanting nothing but for Gyomei to take and fill you up. âPlease?â
Gyomei sighs. He canât say no to you. âIf I hurt you at any point please let me know.â
Laying down, Gyomei pulls you by your waist over his face, his hot breath tickling your core. Your face flushes. âW-wait, Mei, Iâve gained so much weight cause of the pregnancy. Iâm so much heavier now and-â
âI donât care,â Gyomei says, his gentle hands caressing your skin. âYou can sit.â
âB-but-â
âSit.â
The command leaves your legs weak and you settle down over your husbandâs face. He grips your waist as he begins to eat you out. You gasp, for some reason more overly sensitive than usual.
âM-Mei-â you whimper. You rock your hips in tangent with his tongue. Gyomeiâs touch tickles your skin. He traces the curve of your stomach, making you shiver. He cups your breasts. They feel larger, and more swollen than usual in preparation to breastfeed. Your nipples are more sensitive too, stiff from Gyomei playing with them.
Your thighs try to clench shut, which Gyomei puts an immediate stop to. He forces your legs open wider to have deeper access to your dripping cunt as he greedily laps up everything you drop. Your essence is so sweet and he can never get enough of you.
As much as he hates to admit it, heâs hated how much his responsibilities as hashira have taken his focus away from you. Heâs missed your touch, your taste. Heâs missed your scent and your presence. He has noticed all the subtle ways your body has changed and he hates that he hasnât been around more often to witness it.
âA-ah, Iâm gonna cum,â you whimper, gripping at Gyomeiâs hair. You let out a soft cry as your orgasm hits. Your body shudders and you feel your clit tingle as Gyomei sucks on the sensitive nerves. He laps up your release, squeezing your hips to ground himself. âW-wait. T-too much.â Suddenly, a second orgasm rocks your body that leaves you gasping. Your legs have lost their feeling, and you couldnât stand even if you wanted to.
Gyomei pulls you into his lap. He hugs you into his chest, his hands snaking under your stomach to lift it gently and provide you some sort of relief. You sigh contently now that some of the weight was lifted.
âAre you alright my love?â Gyomei asks, kissing the back of your neck.
âMm..â Your cheeks flush as you can feel your husbandâs straining erection by sitting on his lap. His hard cock presses against his pants, yet he makes no effort to deal with it. âM-mei, do youâŚum want some help withâŚâ
Gyomei chuckles, his chest rumbling. âPlease do not worry about me, love. Your comfort and pleasure is my first priority.â
Rengoku Kyojuro: Flame Hashira
Like Uzui, Rengoku came out of retirement to help with the Hashira training. His session would take place after one passed Tokitoâs endurance training and focused on working on Total Concentration Breathing.
Seems easy, no?
Reality is most people pass out due to their inability to regulate their breathing correctly, thus having to start the process all over again. Your job is to go around a bring water to keep the slayers hydrated. But most are unable to drink due to the constricting feeling of the lungs after trying to recover from constantly using total concentration breathing. That along with the other physical strains it puts on the body. So you just do your best to encourage people to drink when they can.
âCome now! You must focus on the flow of your breathing and raise your awareness of your entire body!â Your husbandâs loud voice carries across the training grounds. You can even hear him when inside. âMastering this will even allow you to detect the most hidden injuries and slow the progression of poisonsâ
âDarling, donât overwork them,â you say, coming outside with a new pitcher of drinks and cups. You offer him a cup, which he gratefully takes. âLet them catch their breath first.â
âVery well! 3 minutes then we shall start the next rep!â
You can feel all the gracious looks from the junior slayers as they can finally recuperate for a moment, even if brief. You know your husband isnât intentionally trying to be harsh. He just gets so passionate about something and sometimes seems to forget that others do not possess the same strength or stamina as him.
âHello? Rengoku-San?â A familiar voice calls out. Itâs a face you and Kyojuro havenât seen in a minute.
âAh! Kamado! Long time no see!â Kyojuro exclaims. âIâm glad to see youâre in good condition!â
âItâs good to see you again! You too, Y/n-san!â
âIâm glad youâre doing well,â you say cheerfully. âGood luck with the training.â
Since Tanjiro had already had some experience with Total Concentration Breathing, his session was slightly modified. Heâd have to tackle the XL gourd, bigger than the one he did at the Butterfly Mansion and then would spar with Kyojuro. If he stopped his Breathing heâd have to restart. But before any of that, for a warm up, all slayers had to run a 5K while maintaining their breathing.
By the time the sun set, just about everyone was passed out, beyond exhausted from the day. Kyojuro was still in overly good spirits, and full of energy as if the training didnât even cause him to break a sweat.
âKyo, I think itâs best to call it a day,â you deadpan.
âReally? But itâs not even dark yet?â Your husband has the most innocent look on his face.
You frown but then an idea strikes you. You lean in close to Kyojuro so that others around you canât hear the next filthy words that leave your lips.
âIf you still have so much energy left, why donât you use that to put a baby in me like youâve been wanting.â
You walk off without letting him respond, so you miss the way Kyojuroâs face explodes red. He rambles off some sort of excuse to the other slayers about training concluding for the day before rushing off to find you.
You wait patiently in your room, undressing so that youâre in nothing but your underwear by the time your husband arrives in a frenzy. Kyojuroâs face is flushed, chest chest heaving. The moment he spots you, he picks you up and pins you to the nearest wall, kissing you with urgency.
You groan as Kyojuroâs tongue forces its way into your mouth. His hands gripping the meat of your thighs tightly as he presses his growing erection against your exposed core.
âFeel so big, Kyo,â you whimper, rolling your hips against his.
âMy flame, did you mean what you said earlier?â Kyojuro pants, his voice husky and airy as what little restraint he had started slipping away. He needed to fill you up and feel you around him bad, but he wouldnât unless you were serious.
âPut a baby in me, Kyojuro,â you all but demand.
âIf that is what my lovely life wishes,â Kyojuro chuckles. He lays you on the futon and sheds his clothes quickly. âThen I shall fulfill.â His cock is already stiff against his abdomen, twitching in his hand as pre cum oozes from the tip. You trace your fingers down his scared torso, noting the way Kyojuroâs muscles tense at your touch.
âI canât wait to see what you look like when you tummyâs all swollen and full with my child,â Kyojuro said, aligning his cock at your entrance, his cheeks flushed. âYouâll make such a good mother.â
In a single thrust, Kyojuro sheathed his cock into your cunt to the hilt. The penetration left your eyes watering, crying out in pleasure. Kyojuro groaned. You felt so snug and warm around him that it took everything to keep from pounding into you right away.
âG-godsâŚyou feel so goodâŚâ
âK-kyo, m-move,â you beg, trying to move your hips for some sort of friction.
Kyojuro grunts. He pins your legs to your chest, With a languid roll of his hips, he experimentally pulled his length out from the clamp of your hole. And with a sharp snap, he drove himself back into you. The sheer force of his scorching length shot the first wave of pleasure through the both of you. The two of you let out low moans. That first penetration gave way to a succession of increasingly rougher thrusts that had your body burning with pleasure.
Kyojuroâs body shuddered slightly anticipation. You clung to him and dug your nails in his shoulders trying to keep him close. The way his cock stretched you out had you feeling so full and lightheaded, leaving you babbling his name like a mantra.
Kyojuro groaned. He hovered over you, leaning down the kiss you passionately. His hands trailed up side to your nipples that became erect from pleasure. Lips trailing up the side of your neck, he left several bite marks.
"Ah a-ah t-that feels funny." You squirmed. "Kyo ~"
The sound of you moaning his name made Kyojuroâs cock throb. He fumbled slightly, his aggressive and frantic rutting becoming slower and slightly sloppy, instead.
âUgh, coming,â Kyojuro groaned. He buried himself all the way to the hilt inside you. His orgasm hit and it hit hard. His dick pulsated with each subsequent spurt of cum. His hips still as he emptied inside you.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel your insides snap. Your pussy clenching tightly around Kyojuro, practically milking him as your own high shakes your body.
âS-shit,â Kyojuro gasps. He pulled out of your abused hole, watching the way his seed trickled out. The sight made his dick twitch. âThis wonât do,â he chuckled while pulling your legs up around his waist. âAt this rate, I wonât get you pregnant. Guess Iâll just have to fill you up again and again until it sticks.â
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When Sanemi finally broke the news about having a wife, many of his colleagues seemed almost⌠worried for the woman. If you had been there, you may have been upset, because they didnât know the Sanemi you knew.
Your Sanemi spent his nights fighting demons and his days in your arms, covering you in kisses and worshiping the ground you walk in. He was the most gentle a husband could be, holding your hand when you walked down flights of stairs and kissing the top of your head every chance he got.
Every single morning when he came back to you, he had something to show for it. Sometimes it was as simple as a piece of candy he bought while patrolling, or as extravagant as a shiny new hairpin or silk kimono. You would call yourself spoiled, but Sanemi would tsk and say you werenât pampered nearly enough.
No one knew the gentleness of his hands, the soft caress of his lips like you did. Those hands that had slain so many demons held your hips down ever so gently as he fucked into you, promising that this time heâd give you that baby you so desperately wanted.
Heâd kiss your temple after you were thoroughly stuffed with cum, then hold you close, tracing his finger along your belly. âThatâs where our baby will be, sunshine.â
You couldnât necessarily blame others for assuming your hulking man of a husband was a brute, he was covered in scars and had a resting bitch face to match, but you canât judge off of appearance alone. That angry face melted into a content smile every time you held it in your hands, his arms moving to wrap around your waist.
If only they could see him through your eyes, maybe they wouldnât judge so quickly.
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Please can I request pre-relationship hashira x hashira!reader, where they are sparing together and it becomes a bit suggestive đđ
Male pillars x reader - Sparing with benefits
pairing: Tengen x reader, Obanai x reader, Rengoku x reader, Sanemi x reader, Giyuu , reader, Gyomei x reader
content warning: suggestiveness
Tengen:
"you could just give up, there's no chance you could win against my flamboyant self!" he taunted, running around the courtyard with you.
you had been fighting for ten minutes and there was still no end in sight. you weren't a bad fighter, you've been promoted as a hashira some time ago, but Tengen was at advantage right now.
he was faster than you. he had been saving himself from your attacks by avoiding them every time. the smirk on his face only spurred you on more, wanting to win this fight and show him that you were a good fighter.
however, when you raised your bamboo sword for an attack and he turned around to dodge it, you felt yourself trip on a root. it had been sticking out of the ground, making you fall over.
surprised by what has happened, Tengen lost his own halt and fell backwards, landing in a sitting position. you felt yourself fall onto him, at least partly.
when you checked your surroundings, you found your head on his lap. your cheek pressed against his groin. meeting his gaze, you could see his cocky smirk.
"it was an accident! i didn't mean to.." you said, wanting to stand up instantly. this would definitely look wrong from an outsider's perspective.
when you tried to stand up, you felt his hand tangle in your hair, pressing your cheek a bit more against his groin, only satisfied when you felt the bulge against your skin.
"just so you know, my wives had always found you cute enough for this.." he teased, his eyes staying on your widened eyes.
you pushed away, running away from his grip and off the training field.
Obanai:
he was proud of you for becoming a hashira. when he took you in as his tsuguko, he wasn't sure if he made the right decision, but he was sure now.
you were able to follow his movements, dodge his attacks and even make some of your own. your elegance captivated him and he found himself admiring your fighting style.
perhaps he had been diving in his thoughts too much, because when his attention was finally back on you, he was already on the ground.
your legs were on either side of him, straddling his body. heterochromic eyes were staring deeply into yours, surprised by the sudden turn of events.
"i win, Obanai." you said, looking down at the man. your hands were resting on his chest, leaning forward slightly.
his heartbeat was increasing under your hands, cheeks flushing. it wasn't the first time he noticed how beautiful you were, but your allure only increased like this.
"you.. you do.." he muttered, not being able to turn his eyes away from you. yet again, neither were you. you leaned down further, remaining with your faces only a few inches apart.
it would've been so easy to kiss him right now. however, feeling your hips rub against his groin, he couldn't stop his body from reacting, his hands gripping your waist.
"[name], g- get down.."
Rengoku:
"flame breathing. third form: blazing universe!" he called out, his bamboo sword coming at you with immense speed. you barely managed to block his attack - meaning you didn't do it.
your body flew a few feet away, landing on the ground. with a quiet grunt, you turned onto your back. "i give up.." you sighed.
however, there was no audible reaction from Rengoku. turning your head towards him, you wanted to know what's wrong, only to see his wide eyes staring.
he shook his head, running towards you and kneeling down. "are.. are you okay?" he asked, seeing you nod. he didn't respond, as if he knew something you didn't.
"just tell me, Rengoku!" you pleaded, feeling yourself enter a state of panic. did you lose a leg? it wasn't like him to behave this way.
he moved his hand closer, placing his hand against the side of your stomach. your eyes widened, looking down at yourself, staring at your torn uniform.
not only the right side of your shirt, but also the entirety of your right pant leg was missing. you instantly sat up, trying to cover up.
"i didn't know, i will-" you tried excusing yourself, but fell silent when he squeezed your waist slightly, attention moving back to him.
"i'll bring you back." he answered, taking off his haori and pulling it over your form. it didn't help covering your leg, but at least your upper body looked a bit more presentable.
he scooped you into his arms, both your legs around his waist. you rested your chin on his shoulder, wishing to disappear. the whole situation was embarrassing, and even worse, you had felt warm when he touched your skin unhindered.
his hand held you up by your thighs, his grip on your right thigh a bit stronger. you could feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your leg, glancing up at him.
"you.. you're really soft." he quietly said, not able to hide his red face from you.
perhaps the whole situations had it's advantages.
Sanemi:
"stop running! just admit defeat!" he shouted after you, determined to get this fight over with. the only problem: you were extremely fast. you managed to dodge his attacks every time.
"never!" you answered, seeing him try to attack again. you were ready to dodge his bamboo sword, but were shocked to see him drop it mid-attack.
his hand shot towards you instead, quite literally knocking you down with his harsh hit. your back made contact with the ground, Sanemi tackling you down immediately.
"i win." he said, smirking at your defeated form. you tried freeing yourself, not able to push up with his hand on your neck.
"i didn't give up yet." you huffed out, feeling him squeezing your throat lightly - he was warning you. only that his warning didn't work as intended.
a quiet whimper escaped your lips, your cheeks flushing in embarrassment. he had heard the sound, you knew it.
"oh? didn't know you were into the rough treatment." he smirked - teased. your reaction was immediate, pressing your knee up and right against his crotch.
he groaned, letting go of you. he clearly hadn't expected you to do that, especially not after you pushed him away and freed yourself.
"didn't know you were into that, Shinazugawa."
"you-"
naturally, another fight started right after.
Giyuu:
how did this happen? thirty minutes of fighting just for your bamboo sword to be kicked to the side by him. he had been too fast for you, leaving you unable to react.
your back was pressed against the wall, wide eyes staring into his. he had caged you between the wall and his body, his form towering over you.
ocean eyes were deeply staring into yours, his hand pressing against the wall behind you. he couldn't tear his gaze away from your body, not when you were presented right in front of him.
"you lost." he stated, as if it wasn't obvious to the both of you. his eyes narrowed, his other hand moving towards you.
"if this had been a fight with a demon, you would've died." he said, making you feel like prey under his eyes. he placed his hand on your chin, thumb nearly grazing your lips.
"don't lose focus." he uttered, but his eyes had long broken their contact with yours. he was watching your lips instead, as if he was debating on a kiss.
"i wont." you answered breathlessly, getting his attention back on you. he let go of your chin, stepping away and picking up your sword.
"let's try it out." he taunted, neither of you really focusing on winning or losing now.
Gyomei:
this fight was unfair to begin with. without a doubt, you were one of the strongest swordsman in the corps. you've served as a hashira for three years now, but no one could win against Gyomei.
naturally, you admitted defeat when he threw you over half the lake, immediately asking whether you're fine or not.
your head broke through the water, gasping for air. the water was freezing cold, but you told him you're fine.
he still made the effort to help you out of the water, drenching his own clothes in the freezing liquid.
"are you sure you're okay?" he asked, big tears already rolling down his face again. you avoided your eyes from his form, not trying to appear inappropriate.
"i'm fine." you answered, looking at your own body. both of your clothes were quite see-through, giving you a greedy sight of his muscles and abs.
looking down at yourself, your clothes weren't any better. you thought of yourself as lucky, not wanting to live with the shame of letting him see so much of your body.
"come, it's freezing in here." he told you, pulling you into his arms and out of the water as he made his way out of it.
what you didn't know, was how his fingers could feel everything that you were seeing. your clothes stuck to your skin, not leaving much room for imagination.
he stepped out of the water, but instead of letting you down, his head tilted towards yours, foreheads nearly touching.
his hands squeezed your body, millions of thoughts running through his head. "you're.." he said, but he stopped, not wanting to do something he might regret later.
"you're still wet, we should get some dry clothes.." he told you instead, putting you down again, his hand sliding against your curves for a moment.
you watched him walk forward, your lips parted. was it wrong that you had hoped for him to continue?
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Needy Hashiras
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đ¸ ft. kyojuro, uzui, giyuu, sanemi, yoriichi, & michikatsu (human kokushibo)
note: your husband express how needy he is and how much he wants you!
warnings: cursing, sex, f!reader
I BLOCK MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS || MDNI
Kyojuro
Giyuu
Sanemi
Uzui
Yoriichi
Michikatsu
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his hands come up to your cheeks and hold, looking- rather staring into your soul. you smile and your cheeks in his hands squish up making them look chubbier.
"wanna bite you." he says it still holding instense eye contact. you laugh and a faint smile appears on his face. "i missed you." his head drops on your shoulder and he takes a deep breath of your perfume.
"missed you too." you put your head on his, as if it hasn't only been less than a full day since you last saw each other. he thanks the owners of the place for the dim blue lighting in the dark room as it conceals the blush starting to make itself known on his face.
his hands that are hugging your figure travels down and down until they hit your waist and sneak under your top to caress your soft skin. every inch his fingertips touch burn with excitement and leaves goosebumps on his way.
"missed you so. damn. much." he sighs into your shoulder and places a small kiss on there, slowly moving upwards on your neck. you open yourself to him and throw your head back, enjoying his acts. his hands are softly scratching your back while he keeps kissing and nipping at your skin.
"show me how much you missed me then." you whisper near his ear and peck his lobe, knowing it makes his knees weak every time you do that. his attention is now diverted to your chin, biting it tenderly. "baby-" you whine when he licks the part he bit to soothe the pain he caused.
"my pretty thing. all mine." staring into your eyes again, he touches your nose playfully with his pointer finger. you close your eyes and lean into him, letting your lips touch gently at first. it doesn't take long until he's exploring your mouth feverishly, teeth clattering and tongues brushing against each other with lust.
you push him off of you for a second to take a breath but he chases after your lips and doesn't let you leave. you can taste the drink he previously had on his tongue and it mixes with the minty taste your altoids left in your mouth. he thinks he's found heaven, right here in your arms.
when he eventually pulls back, you can't help but giggle at all the lipstick stains on the lower half of his face. (and trust my word on this one, he wears it proudly until you force him to wash it off- which leads to another make out session, in the bathroom this time.)
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I cry over this nightly
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How the Hashira men react to your neighbor asking you to be quiet
Characters: Tengen, Sanemi, Rengoku, Obanai, Gyomei, Giyuu,
Additional shit: Swearing, Sanemi fighting said neighbor, Rengoku being blunt, mentions of sex, ooc mot likely :p
Tengen
He couldn't care less
His whole thing is being flashy and loud so he wants you to be loud
Like it's not his fault that dick is magical
After he shoos your neighbor away he makes sure to be as loud as possible that night
He's pounding into your cunt and you swear your gonna break when he whispers "okay now scream exactly how big my dick is. Don't forget the tip color-"
He gets cut off by you hitting him with the pillow
Way to ruin the mood
But that doesn't stop him and instead he goes harder, making sure the bed creaks loud ASF for your neighbor
"Not my fault he doesn't know how to please a woman." Is his main reason for doing so
He really wants you to scream his name so it's imbedded in your neighbors head
"Morning N/N!" Him to your neighbor from the balcony while your trying to get out of bed and failing
"Actually die." Both you and your neighbor to Tengen
Sanemi
Cares alot
Why the fuck is that limp dick biscuit talking to you and him? Who does he think he is?
You were the one who broke the news to him thankfully cause if Sanemi was the one who opened the door then you'd have to see your husband through glass in a prison
Just kidding. The Slayer corp would get him out of trouble if he didn't do it himself.
Anyways
Sanemi made it his goal to piss your neighbor off as much as possible
Your under him, practically creaming on his cock, and he's slamming the wall yelling "This loud enough yet?! Huh!?"
Not kidding I can see him doing that
He quite literally had you against a window where your neighbors could see him destroying you just to make them mad or uncomfortable, hopefully both.
But then he'd get pissed someone else would see you all naked and fucked out so he settled for the wall next to the window
One day your neighbor, finally having enough, bangs on your door yelling and guess who opens it...Sanemi!!
Good Lord was he waiting for this
It took one punch and the guy was out
Kinda what happens when you put a normal dude against a guy who kills demons for a living
Rengoku
He's a good neutral between caring and not caring
Like he doesn't wanna make your neighbors mad but he also loves hearing your screams
So he tries to keep you quiet during sex but fails since he gets to into it to give a fuck
The next days his loud ass voice wakes you up
"IM SORRY FOR MAKING INCREDIBLE LOVE TO MY WIFE!" He's not being sarcastic thats his genuine apology
Your facepalming and you want to die when you see your neighbor and she can't look at you
"PERHAPS SHES MAD BECAUSE HER HUSBAND CANNOT PLEASE HER!" Rengoku says casually and you know she can hear you from outside in her garden
"Inside voices!" You place your hands over his mouth to try and shut him up.
It works for a bit before he's yelling again
You love your husband but holy shit you wish he would speak normally sometimes
He's actually quiet in bed though
So your the problem (real)
Obanai
I'm not an Obanai fan so forgive me for how bad his section will be
Obanai is a quiet mf, and you're not even that loud
It's your neighbor who was the problem
A little old man whose hearing aids apparently had the power of 67 suns
You and Obanai found this out when he was outside training and your neighbor came over
He was so sweet and polite and even chuckled at Obanai's redness
Obanai cared at first but got over it
You? You make sure to not make a PEEP in bed
Okay that pisses Obanai off but he understands your reasons
At least make a gasp or sum cause he's over here like "Wait does this feel good? Can she feel it? Did I forget where the clit is?"
Brother is STRESSING
Then you cum and he's like "ah"
Then he's like "Did you take it?"
You have to keep yourself from murdering him cause how tf would you fake squirting
Gyomei
Babe I'm not gonna lie, you're a screamer
Gyomei is built like a house and your telling me your just gonna whine and whimper?
NO
Your over here crying and screaming into his chest, neck, the pillow, anything.
And Gyomei loves it!
He can't see your reactions so hearing and feeling them let's him know he's doing good
Gyomei isn't loud but he's not quiet
He'll grunt and moan and praise you, but he's not gonna cry out.
Well he'll cry but you can never tell from what
When the pussy so good you start crying đđ
When your neighbor politely asked you to be a tad bit quieter Gyomei actually laughed
Not in a 'nah we'll keep being loud' way but more of a 'sorry we'll be quiet' way. He also found it hilarious how you actually died of embarrassment.
Don't worry he thinks its endearing
Yet it was kinda hard for him since he enjoyed hearing you
But your touches and now quieter moans made that better
And then there's also you literally drawing blood from his back you were scratching so hard
Giyuu
Holy shit you have never seen him so embarrassed
Like you could shade match his Haori to him and get the exact same color
He was the one your neighbor told and he stopped working when 'loud' and 'moaning' left their lips
If a demon doesn't kill him then his own actions will
Giyuu isn't loud, and he loves that he can make you feel so good that your loud for him.
But he didn't want your neighbor back over at your house so he tried to keep you quiet
You were super confused when he held his hand over your mouth in bed and he just pointed to your neighbors house. Then you got it.
So you nod and try to keep quiet.
You know in school when the teacher tells you and a friend to shut up but they look at you funny and you break?
Yeah that was you
You were riding Giyuu one night and you were loud so he was like "holy shit I love you but please- I can't look our neighbor in the eyes anymore."
And you couldn't help but laugh
Like howling
You calmed down obviously but sex was very giggle filled after that
You've never seen Giyuu so panicked
But give him a week and he'll stop caring
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18+, MDNI, Shinazugawa Sanemi is a filthy monster
Full of hot air. Annoying piece of shit, waste of time--
You and Sanemi approached the safehouse, scraped and bloody and pissed off. You felt every scrap of annoyance as an electric frisson over your skin, made irritatingly worse every time he brushed against you.
You stuck a palm out, trying to shove him further away from you, and only succeeded in shoving yourself further from him, so bizarrely immovable was he. His face, already stormy, snarled.
"What's your fucking problem?"
"Stay out of my space Shinazugawa--"
"--you're the one fucking staggering--"
"--yeah, well, it's hard carrying the whole team--"
Sanemi laughed, mirthless. Now bracketed by arching wisteria, in a tunnel to the door, he hammered his fist on dark wood, turning his back to you.
"Yeah, alright kid, the circus called--"
"What the fuck are you talking about, Shinazugawa--"
"--yeah, yeah, they want their clown back--"
The pair of you were too busy bickering, sniping and biting, to thank the elderly woman who let you in. She rubbed a single wizened hand down her face.
As you stormed away to the baths, the old woman caught Sanemi, saying something to him that made him spit feathers, apoplectic and vengeful. You didn't care to listen, and instead shut the sliding door, sunk yourself into the awaiting hot bath, and stuck your head briefly underwater to scream.
Somewhat calmed, but still brittle and fractious, you encased your body in a fine white robe, leaving your clothes aside to be de-bloodied by the house staff. Stepping out, you were greeted by the old woman who had welcomed you inside.
"Come along, dear. It's a good thing you two are married, I only had one room--"
You frowned, uncertain, and about to open your mouth to argue back before being unceremoniously shoved into a room, the woman a little too eager to escape from you before you could throw vitriol at her.
You turned on the spot, flustered, in a handsome traditional room. A large, squashy bedroll lay upon the floor...and Sanemi sat upon it, looking pugnacious and nonchalant.
"...get out of my fucking room, Shina--"
"Shut the fuck up. It's our room for the night."
You faltered, short-circuiting and drawing your robe closer to yourself, feeling so naked. Sanemi continued, stripping his uniform top off, throwing it aside. You felt yourself flush hot from head to toes, despite yourself, at his chest and back, all hewn stone and sculpture. He still didn't look at you as he continued.
"They only had one room. They were about to turn us away, so I convinced them we're married. You're welcome."
You fizzlecracked with rage, burning with mortification.
"You? Married to you?"
Sanemi bristled, offended. "What the fuck's that supposed to mean--"
"Oooo I'm your little wifey now am I? Lucky little Sanemi, so fortunate to have such a lovely wife protecting him in battle--"
"--you are such a pain in the ass--"
"--I'll be your dutiful wife, shall I? Here, let me take your clothes, dear one, I shall wash them--"
Sanemi stood slowly now, his shoulders hunched beneath something dark, approaching you like a tiger on the hunt. You continued your relentless mockery, furious at having to share a room with him, as if you could hide how badly you dreamed of him at night, when you weren't tearing each other to shreds--
"--cook meals for you, rub your shoulders and listen to all your woes. Such a perfect little wife--"
You felt yourself shoved back to the wall, squeaking as Sanemi's sweat and blood filled your nose. One strong hand clamped over your mouth, a forearm planted above your head. He panted, seething under your constant barrage of abuse.
His voice was so low, you could barely hear but for the tickle of his breath on your neck, and you shivered to feel him lock you in place, planting a knee between your legs.
"Yeah. That's it. You'll be my little wife. And I'll be your doting husband...if you don't want to sleep in the fucking forest for the night."
You trembled, raising your hands to press weakly at his chest, certain you couldn't hide it now, the longing behind the mockery--
Sanemi didn't move, a shudder running through him as your palms grazed against his nipples. His voice continued, gravelly under the strain of your plush body, caged against his.
"I'll listen to you tell me about your day...and I'll be interested, too. I'll actually listen."
You felt a blush smatter across your breasts, barely contained by your robe and not unnoticed by Sanemi as he continued.
"I'll tell you I missed you...and you'll take the piss out of me like always, but it's just because you missed me too and can't find the words to say it."
Your breaths came hot and fast, tear-filled eyes glimmering up at him as he deconstructed you, foreplay through playing house.
"And I'll pull you close...much closer than this...more like this--" Sanemi pressed his whole body flush to yours, and you groaned. Sanemi caught it in his palm, feeling his cock harden against his thigh at you, trapped like a little rabbit beneath him.
"And I'll kiss you...until you're squirming, and begging me for more. And I'm a devoted husband, so I'll undo your robe...and slip my hands inside to squeeze you so hard, you bruise, until you're all wet and peachy for me..."
Your head swam, feeling yourself wetten as if by some Pavlovian magic. You clamped your thighs around Sanemi's knee, his eyes dark to feel the heat of your empty core against him.
"...and I'll get you ready with my fingers...'cos I'm big, y'know? And you're great at taking me...but I like to feel your cunt shaking around my hand, while I fuck you with it."
Your fingernails pressed crescents into his pecs, now, supple and pliable against the wall as he fucked the fight out of you with his words, all this time just tearing each other to shreds just to avoid telling him and now what for if it never worked all along were you always so fucking obvious--
"And then...I'll use some of that soaking little pussy cream to cover my cock, jack it off it a few times to get it ready for you, but I'll lick the rest off 'cos I know you like that--"
You moaned into Sanemi's palm, squirming hard enough to free one breast, and Sanemi cursed under his breath, his voice rough and wavering as he drank down your trembling curves.
"...and 'cos I'm your husband...I'll fuck into you all at once. And I'll fuck you, and fuck you, until you're yelling out my name, but it won't be Shinazugawa anymore 'cos that's your name, too, wife, it'll be Sanemi instead...or something like that, anyway, 'cos I'll be honest, you'll be too fucked out to talk properly when my cock's splitting you in half. Finally. A way to shut that fucking potty mouth of yours."
Your hands trailed up his chest, beginning to wrap around his neck, involuntarily rubbing your clit over his knee with a shaking moan, throbbing with the promise--
Sanemi released you, stepping away abruptly, leaving you cold and gasping and wet against the wall.
"As your husband, anyway. Not that I am. So shut the fuck up...and go to bed."
You sunk to the floor, stunned and speechless, unable to form a single comeback. You gasped up at Sanemi, his back to you as he undid his hakama. His head, all ruffled white spikes, came up once more with an ah! of realisation, and he shot his final, critical hit.
"...and I'd cum inside you. Obviously. Doting husbands like you all round and pretty and full of their seed, right?"
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how they are when they're jealous... ft. giyu, mitsuri, obanai, sanemi, rengoku, tengen, & hotaru
authors note: hello. with this new season of demon slayer i felt inspired. lemme know if you guys want more. i sort of went a little crazy with tengen's and hotaru's little stories. ENJOY!
cw: lots of death talk in hotaru's part, maybe slightly suggestive, not proofread
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Giyu hides his jealousy way too well. You two had worked together for a very long time. The first few months of knowing him you didnât even know if he knew your name let alone that you existed to him. He was not very open so you left him alone the best you could. That was until one day you were eating peacefully and he came and sat next to you. You were stunned, your chewing paused as you slowly looked over at him. He was sitting cross legged beside you, quietly opening his wrapped food. When he noticed you looking he paused and met your eyes.
âHm?â He hummed, as though he sat next to you all the time. As though you two had said more than three words to each other in months. You didnât want to scare him off so you just gently shook your head.Â
âNothing.â You answered, looking back down at your food, swallowing nervously. Giyu returned his look to his food and out of the corner of your eyes you saw him pause.Â
âAre you⌠friendly with Sanemi?â He asked. You furrowed your brow, chancing a glance at him. He met your eyes with a curious stare.Â
âSanemi?â You repeated. He nodded his head once. You purse your lips. You were friendly with all the hashiraâs except him but you didnât think that was exactly what he was asking. Well to be honest you werenât really sure what he was asking so you decided to play it safe.
âHmm⌠yes. Heâs a friend.â You answer. His face doesnât reveal anything as he nods his head again, looking back at his food. You wonder if you answered correctly as he suddenly pulls out a little white sweets box. The very same sweets that you would buy as a treat for yourself after missions.Â
âJust a friend?â He asks as you nod your head, blushing slightly. Giyu looks relieved and hands the sweets over to you without a word.Â
âOh⌠for me?â You ask and he nods his head. When you reach to take it your hands brush and you swear his cheeks pinken.
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You didnât think Mitsuri ever got jealous until a few years into your relationship. You two often had missions together which meant you also had time off at the same time. Hiking to the swordsmith village to relax. After settling in you two hit the kitchen. The only thing that could rival your love for each other was your love for food. There were a few other hashiraâs around and when you couldnât pop a jar open you handed it over, sighing, to the closest person, which wasnât your girlfriend. Shinobu popped it open for you and you continued to help prep the food. Thatâs when you noticed Mitsuri pouting and when you met her eyes she blushed and looked away embarrassed, returning to helping prepare food. You didnât think much about it but at dinner she was quiet. You wanted to ask if something was wrong but you didnât want to embarrass her in front of the other hashiraâs so you waited until you two were headed back to your shared cabin. Once out of ear shot you reached and tucked her hair behind her ear so you were able to see her face.Â
âIs something wrong?â You asked, still blushing she shrugged it off, shaking her head.
âNo⌠nothingâs wrong, dear.â She answered quickly. It was an obvious lie.
âDid someone say something to you? To make you upset?â
âNo⌠itâs⌠nothing important.â She said with a soft shake of her head, like she was trying to trick herself into forgetting about it. You laced your fingers with hers.Â
âIf you're upset then itâs important. Come on, just tell me.â You prodded gently. She gave a little sigh and you could tell she was a little embarrassed but still she opened up to you.
âIâm strong⌠you know,â She starts, wearily looking over at you.
âI know that.âÂ
âI can open things. Lift thingsâŚ. You know, you donât need anyone else to do that kind of stuff.â Slowly you nodded your head, trying to understand what she was saying. âI just wanted you to know that.â You gave her hand a gentle squeeze and thatâs when it hit you. You absentmindedly let someone open a jar for you. It really was a small thing but you knew Mitsuri liked to be strong for you. You turned to hide your smile, you pulled her hand to your lips and kissed her knuckles. âThat⌠reminds me, honey, Iâm exhaustedâŚâ âYou want me to carry you?â She asks excitedly as you softly laughed, nodding your head. MItsuri sweeps you off your feet with ease and you can tell sheâs forgotten all about being upset.
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Obanai doesnât necessarily get jealous, it's more of a territorial thing. You thought for sure he hated you, little did you know he worshiped you from the start. Sometimes youâd have missions with him and he'd speak about three words to you and sometimes when you were lucky heâd speak full sentences. You didnât know until later on it was because he was so damn nervous around you. On this particular mission, after slaying the demon, you two went out for drinks. It was wholly awkward so you excused yourself from the table and found your way to the bar. The bartender thanked you for helping with the demon and it felt nice to talk with someone. This whole thing played out for maybe two minutes before the bartender froze, eyes fearful as he glanced behind you. You furrowed your brows and turned as Obanai approached.Â
âWe received another mission, we should get going.â He says as you sigh, nodding your head, he placed some money on the counter for your drinks.
âT-the drinks are on the house.â The bartender offered but Obanai just slid the money over, his eyes sharpening. You watched the whole thing, sort of speechless. When you followed him out he held the door open for you and gave one more heated glance at the bartender. The village you two were currently stationed at was quiet and peaceful.Â
âWhere are we headed next?â You asked as you fell into step with him.
âA few towns over.â He answered and you nodded your head, knowing that was just about as much talking you're probably getting out of him tonight. âUnless you wanted to stay.âÂ
âStay here?â You asked, he was walking a few steps ahead of you. He didnât answer. âI wouldnât have minded having a few more drinks.â You joked.
âWith that bartender?â He added and you didnât miss the bitterness in his voice. You paused, deciding whatever you said next you had to tread lightly. You could tease him or you could clear things up.Â
âAt least he talks to me.â You said. He stopped, turning to face you.
âAnything enlightening?âÂ
âWouldnât you like to know.â You said and he raised his head just slightly.
âI would.â
âIâm joking, he was just thanking us for taking care of that demon.â You said truthfully as Obanai nodded his head, turning away from you as you walked. You didnât want the conversation to end. Even though you two never talked much before you found yourself wanting to hear more of his voice, wanting more of his attention. Unwittingly you had all of his attention most of the time. You couldnât think of anything to say.
âYou make me nervous,â Obanai says over his shoulder. âThatâs why I donât talk much.â
âOh,â You were stunned. He turned to face you again and you gave him a soft smile, you wanted him to feel comfortable with you. âIs it because I talk too much?â You ask. Obanai instantly shakes his head ânoâ.Â
âDonât stop. I like the sound of your voice.â It almost sounded like a plea.
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Sanemi lets it be known heâs jealous, he doesnât care to hide it. Someoneâs talking with you, smiling and laughing a bit too much with you? Thereâs Sanemi saddling up beside you, hand sliding around you to rest on your hip as he pulls you a bit closer to him. Heâs shameless. When he first met you, you were in training to be a hashira under Tengen and Sanemi would watch your workouts sometimes. Heâd always watch with this sort of intense expression and sometimes it caught you off guard and distracted you. In those moments Tengen would take you to the floor, huffing.Â
âIâm going to ban him from our training sessions if you canât focus.â Tengen said, he straddled you, pressing you into the dirt as you cleared your throat.
âIâm so sorry sir, it wonât happen again.â And at least for the rest of practice that day you kept your eyes on your teacher. But after Tengen was finished with you he ruffled your hair.
âYouâre a force to be reckoned with if you keep your eyes off the wind hashira.â He said and you turned bright red, unable to chirp back at him so he laughs heartily and waves as he leaves. You sigh, turning as Sanemi grabs a practice sword. You watch as he swings it around before pointing it towards you.Â
âTengenâs a handsy guy. Already has three wives but watch out and youâll be his fourth.â Sanemi stated dryly. You were exhausted from training and the way Sanemi moved closer to you you wondered if he was wanting to train you a bit himself. Sanemi circles you like a predator. You feel his eyes on every part of your body as you swallow dryly. When he walked back around the front he tossed you the sword and you caught it with ease. He grabbed a sword himself.Â
âI⌠am exhausted, Sanemi.â You huffed and he gave you a heated look.Â
âOne round.â He points the tip at you. You swallowed down a sigh and pointed your sword right back at him. You werenât bad by any means but you werenât even close to the level of a hashira. Sanemi worked around your blade with practiced ease and you realized right there and then that Tengen was certainly going easy on you because Sanemi had backed you up in seconds and took you to the ground. He pressed himself against you, his sword against your neck. Your eyes glared up at him.
âAlright you won, can I go rest now?â
âHas that lousy sound hashira taught you anything?â Sanemi questions. He was obsessed with this. He saw the look on your face. âDitch him, Iâll teach you from now on.â
âIâm not doing that. Tengen is a good teacher.â You defended. Sanemi pulled the sword away from your neck and with swiftness pulled you to your feet. He doesnât let go of your hand though and the closeness to him has your heart beating wildly in your chest.Â
âIâm better.â He says as though it's a well known fact. You wondered what his motives were and what his grudge was against Tengen.Â
âWhatâs this about?â You ask and watch his eyes leave yours as he shamelessly looks at your lips, scanning what he wanted to before meeting your eyes again. This simple act wreaked havoc on your systems.Â
âI think itâs pretty clear, I want to teach you myself.â
âWhy though?â
âTengen doesnât deserve to. Thatâs why.â He pulls you to him suddenly. âDo you understand?â His voice was low and soft, eyes searching. He was trying to tell you something with his eyes. He sighed, you guessed he needed to be more clear with his intentions so he gave a small shake of the head and dipped his head to meet your lips with his. You sucked in a breath as he kissed you hard enough to prove his point. You understood now, albeit a little late.
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Rengokuâs jealousy is healthy. He trusts you fully but doesnât trust anyone who would come up and flirt with you when heâs right there. A lot of people come up and talk with you and you're completely oblivious to their flirting so Rengoku will intervene to save you. On your very first date the waiter at the noodle place you two were at flirted with you practically the entire time. Rengoku didnât get angry, in fact it made him smile that no matter how much flirting was being done youâd still be leaving this restaurant with him. But the moment the waiter stepped over the line and made you clearly uncomfortable Rengoku cleared his throat. He didnât yell or make a scene, he just simply gave the waiter a fiery glare. The waiter was gone within seconds. You looked at your date, giving him a knowing and thankful smile.Â
The only time jealousy fully got under his skin was when he came back from a long mission and caught sight of you eating lunch in the courtyard with Giyu. He felt his cheeks burn at the sight. One thing Rengoku loved just slightly less than you was food. And what he loved more about it was eating it next to you. But here you were, eating it next to someone else. Sure it was childish but logic never really came into play when jealousy took over. When you walked back to your shared room and caught sight of his red hair your face completely morphed into light as you sprinted across the room and slammed against him in a bone crushing hug. Heâd been gone for at least two months and it was almost unbearable.Rengoku, despite pouting slightly, wrapped you in a hug with the same vigor, breathing in your scent. You two stayed like that for a long moment.Â
âI missed you. When did you get back?â You asked, muffled against his chest.
âAbout an hour ago.â You pulled back at that, looking up at him. He wanted to mope but the moment your eyes met his smile so wide fitted to his lips.Â
âAn hour?â You asked. âWhy didnât you come find me?â
âI saw you eating with Giyu, just didnât want to bother you.â He says and knows he was being silly earlier. But being apart from you for two months had made him weary and heartsick for you.Â
âYou could never bother me. Never.â You doubled down, pulling his face to yours, proving your point with a kiss. He mumbled an apology against your lips before you smiled into the kiss. When you pulled back you slightly smirked up at him. âWas that jealousy?â You asked as his entire face went beet red and you knew you were right. You tilted your head to the side. âKyojuroâŚâ
âIâm sorry,â He says, tightening his hold around you. âWeâve been apart far too long.â
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Tengen also hides his jealousy pretty well but hides it behind jokes. You could not stand him when you first met. You were nothing like him. Liked the quiet, liked the dark, liked your solitude. Tengen on the hand liked you. He liked how quiet you were and wanted to diminish the dark for you and snatch away your solitude. You liked your personal space and he also liked your personal space.Â
You grew up an only child with cold parents in a depressing town so when you met Tengen and he was flashy and warm, naturally you sulked away from him. He tried everything. He bought you your favorite sweets and relished when youâd give him the smallest of smiles that looked more like a grimace but heâd take what he can get. Heâd find you books to read and insist that you read it to him in return and when you begrudgingly agreed heâd melt into a puddle and sit as close as humanly possible. And when heâd pretend to fall asleep on your shoulder he really felt as though he could combust.Â
Heâd never chased after someone so hard.Â
You were so elusive, just out of reach. When you met his wives they all adored you in the same way he did. It scared him though, you werenât one to put yourself out there. You didnât like many people and being with Tengen meant youâd be with four people at all times. Though the times that you were around and happened to run into him and his wives you didnât seem overwhelmed. In fact the first time he saw you actually smile, like eyes crinkling cheeks blushing smile was when Hinatsuru pulled you into a hug and told you how pretty you looked. The only jealousy he felt then and there was not being able to have that smile directed at him. But after seeing that smile he finally realized it was possible to make you smile so let the teasing begin. Suddenly Tengen was around all the time. You didnât notice it at first but suddenly he was everywhere. Teasing you, overtly flirting with you, towering over you and trying so damn hard to make you blush and smile the way his wife did.Â
It was exhausting for you. All this attention. What was even more exhausting is pretending that you didnât want Tengen. There was a war within you. Wanting to be alone and wishing to never be alone again. Tengen and his life was the polar opposite of yours. Everything you couldnât stand but found wanting to tolerate, wanting that shine in your darkness. Things all came to a head when you were at a fork in the road. Tagging along Tengenâs mission versus Giyuâs. To you it was an obvious choice. Tagging along with Giyu meant not really having to talk the entire time. And when you told Tengen things spiraled.
âSo you got a thing for the quiet ones? Shouldâve known.â He teased with this sort of practiced ease. He looked wholly unaffected by your decision.
âI donât have a thing for anyone.â You corrected, you had been cleaning your katana when he found his way into your room somehow without your objections. Maybe it was all the time that you were spending with him things were just slowly becoming comfortable?Â
âYouâre breaking my heart, sunshine.â If looks could kill Tengen would be long long dead. It wasnât the first time he called you that nickname and it certainly would not be the last. Unfortunately.
âIâm very busy, you know.â
âBusy thinking of your mission with the stoic Giyu?â He teased and you breathed in and let out a huff of air.
âYou are relentless. Is there something you want to say?â You ask over your shoulder. Heâs uncharacteristically quiet behind you so you turn just slightly. Tengen is looking at you in the same way heâd been looking at you when he thought you werenât paying attention. Tengen looked at you as though the light only shined on earth because you held the sun in place. You looked away and begrudgingly ignored that flip in your chest.
âYou like him better than me.â And⌠heâs back to teasing. Well two can play that game.
âYes I do.â You answered bluntly.
âNow youâre really killing me, Sun-â
âNope. No nicknames. Iâm not a pet.â He laughed at that, a warm laugh that you didnât know how badly you wanted to hear again.Â
âI bet he isnât able to get under your skin like I do.â
âYouâre right.â You said and heard Tengen stand from where he was sitting. You go slightly rigid as you feel him walk closer to where youâre standing. He barely brushes against you as he looks over your shoulder. You try to continue to work like this was unaffecting you but your walls were slowly crumbling around you. There was only so long you could pretend you didnât want a good thing. And Tengen was sure as hell a good thing.Â
âGiyuâs quiet. You wonât have an ounce of fun on his mission.âÂ
âKilling demonâs isnât supposed to be fun.â You throw back and you can practically hear the smirk in his voice as he responds.
âIt is with me.â You roll your eyes and turn to tell him to get lost but when you turn and look up your faces are millimeters apart. Maybe even less. Your words falter and for a moment all you can think of is if you moved just barely forwards your lips would meet his. âCat got your tongue?â He said huskily just loud enough for you to hear. It turns your insides out, burning you up from head to toe. You wanted to ask what he really wanted but it would ultimately be a stupid question. Tengen had never hidden his intentions from the start. Only you had. He pointedly moved his eyes to your lips but didnât move any closer. You knew then and there he was practically handing over the reigns. If you wanted him youâd have to make the next move. You had a penchant for letting things pass you by. It was like you were begrudgingly obsessed with not letting yourself have anything. Love never seemed like something attainable. Friendship seemed like a lot of work and family never felt like family. âIâll wait forever, if thatâs what you want.â He whispered, interrupting your thoughts. Your heart hurts at that. You werenât being fair. Making him wait forever was a selfish thing to do and even with all those things he still looked one hundred percent serious when he said it. He wouldnât get tired of you. He could be the one to stick around for good. He could be the good.Â
âIâm still going with Giyu. I already promised.â You said.
âBreak the promise, Sunshine, Iâm practically begging.â As his face slightly dropped you leaned forwards and closed that gap that you had gotten far too comfortable with. Lips sliding against lips.
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Hotaru was downright scary when he was jealous. Holy shit you were scared out of your mind. Your destroyed blade laid in pieces in front of you. Your heart was in your throat. You felt a hand on your shoulder as Rengoku gave you a reassuring squeeze.Â
âTough break, kid.â He said with a shake of his head. âIâm sure heâll understand.â
âThe last time I broke my blade he yelled and ranted for three hours and passed out from lightheadedness.â You said, remembering the whole ordeal with a shiver. Rengoku shook his head.
âYour blade broke for a noble cause, make sure to tell him that.â He said, giving you one last squeeze before turning to leave. You bent over and grabbed the shattered remains. You were dead. Dead dead dead. You had so much life to live. You had sweets in the fridge that Mitsuri made for you. You had finally learned a few new cool tricks to use in fighting. You were visiting home next month. You sighed, gathering up the broken pieces in a cloth.Â
âI will pay you double⌠no triple the usual amount, please I beg you.â You had your hands clasped together in front of you as though silent praying. The night before last you had an idea. There was more than just Hotaru that could make you a blade in the village so if you enlisted someone else to make you a sword just this one time Hotaru wouldnât lob your head off your shoulders.
âMr. Haganezuka would kill me, bring me back to life then kill me again if I made a sword for you.â The villager trembled at the mere thought. He was clearly just as afraid of Hotaru as you were. You swallowed dryly.
âHe would never know, please I beg you.Iâll give you any amount.â You begged but the villager just shook his head.
âHe would know because itâs you. Any other client I might do it but you⌠absolutely not. Youâre his favorite!â He said, looking over your shoulder as though Hotaru would enter his shop at any second.
âWhat does that mean! The only people that would know would be me and you! Please I will literally do anything!â
âAnd me.â A voice behind you says. Your blood goes cold. Slowly you turn around and sure enough thereâs Hotaru. Youâre caught like a deer in headlights. The villager actually screams and scrambles away, startling you. Hotaruâs expressions are hidden behind his mask so youâre not sure whether or not heâs angry quite yet. Youâd seen his face once a few years ago when this peaceful village was attacked. You were surprised in the moment that someone so intense could look so beautiful. That didnât dull that fact he was scary though.Â
âMr. Haganezuka! W-what a surprise!â You choke out, cheeks going fuchsia. âLovely weather weâre having today isnât it?â You squeak out. Hotaru slightly moves his head and you force yourself not to bolt out the door screaming like the villager. Youâre a hashira for god sakes! But to be completely truthful, Hotaru was scarier than any demon youâd ever faced.Â
âVery lovely. What brings to our village?â He asks, his voice scarily calm. You force yourself to give a terse smile.
âI- I came to relax of course!â
âRelax at my competitor's shop?â He asks and there is a sharp edge to his voice.Â
âCompetitor? Wha? I didnât-- I did not know you two were competing!â You nervously laughed it off, running a quick hand through your hair. âWe-- we go way back. I was just visiting for a second before hitting the hot springs!â You say and start to walk towards the door but Hotaruâs hand juts out, blocking you from leaving. You freeze, youâre so close to him, he towers over you and when he turns to look down at you you feel weak in the knees. Slowly he brings his hand up, untying the back of his mask as it falls into his waiting hand and youâre met face to face with Hotaru once again. The years had passed but he still looked as beautiful as ever. You definitely make a sound, a strangled gasp, though if it was from fear or surprise no one would ever know.Â
âYou⌠two⌠go way back?â He grits out. God⌠youâd done it now. You shouldâve just went to him in the first place, accepted his scolding and went about your week. But here you were, ten feet under and you werenât even sure after this debacle if heâd fix your sword for any amount of money. You cleared your throat.
âUhm⌠y-yes?âÂ
âYes?â He repeated and the look on his face was as sharp as the sharpest katana. You were so dead. Goodbye family. Goodbye sweet treats.Â
âHow⌠far back?â He asks. You stare at him. How far back? He caught you in the lie and you wished instead of twenty questions heâd just yell at you.Â
âJust like⌠a year.â You lied, Hotaruâs eyes narrowed on yours. The intense eye contact was insane. You almost forgot to breathe.Â
âYouâve known me longer than.â He articulates sharply. Your lips part, you're stumped for a moment.Â
âUh⌠y-yes, sir, I have.â You stumble.Â
âYet instead of coming to me, who youâve known far longer, you go to my competitor to fix the sword that I made you.â Ah fuck. The color absolutely drained from your face.Â
âWhat?â You shook your head. âN-nuh uh! I-- I was just visiting like I said.â At the end of your sentence he holds up the cloth that had the broken pieces of your sword. You patted your bag and gasped. How the hell did he get that! âIt-- that-- Itâs not what it looks like, Mr. Hagenzuka! I-- well you see it broke⌠honorably of course⌠and I was coming to you-â Hotaru raised his hand to silence you and you instantly stopped talking. This was it. This was the end. Killed by your swordsmith. If you were quick you could probably wrestle back a piece of your katana and end your life before he could.Â
âIf you ever break your sword again,â Hotaru practically growled.âAnd go to my competitor, I will-â
âKill me?â You filled in.
âKill him.â He fumed and then he reached for you. God he was gonna choke you out! His hand slid against your cheek and when he leaned in you sent out a final goodbye.Â
His lips met yours. His lips. Pressed against your lips. He was kissing you. Kissing? You? Your eyes were wide open. You had watched the whole thing in slow motion. Sure enough the moment heated as he stepped a bit closer to you, hand sliding around your hip to yank you a step closer to him. The most startling thing? The heat that suddenly ignited in your gut at the press of his mouth on yours. You made a startled sound in the back of your throat at the strange realization. What the hell was happening? When he pulled back your eyes were still open. Looking up at him as though heâd just smacked you right across the face.Â
âYou⌠just kissed me.â You say. He doesnât answer you with words, just nods his head, still looking pissed. âOn the lips.â
âYes.â He says sharply.Â
âLike lips on my lips.â âIâm aware of what I did.â Hotaru groans, looking down at you.
âAm I dead?â You asked, patting yourself for any life threatening wounds, Hotaru watches you, looking unamused.Â
âNo. You are not dead.â âI⌠was dead sure you⌠were going to murder me. Like⌠bloody murder.â
âWhy in the world would I murder you?â Hotaru asks, crossing his arms.
âB-because you⌠because I broke my sword and schemed to fix it behind your back with your competitor.â You say slowly as though he doesnât remember the last ten minutes. But he just looks down at you like youâre saying something incredibly apparent.
âYes. I know.â He growls but his anger doesnât necessarily seem directed at you as he sighs heavily.Â
âI am⌠very⌠confused.â You force out. Your brain felt melted in your head. Hotaru looks down at you and for a moment so quick you couldâve missed it his eyes look⌠soft? No⌠that had to be a trick of the lights.
âYouâre my client. No one elseâs. Got it?â He punctuates seriously. You nod your head quickly. What the hell just happened?
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Cocky men
A/n: Cocky prideful men have been on my mind
Warnings: Mating press, teasing, submissive reader
~ Cocky men who are just so full of themselves, who know how handsome they are, who know how good they fuck.
You want to resist, you hate knowing that you're just another one of his conquests but he's just so irresistible. And he's close to you, too close. You can smell his old spice shampoo mixed with something sweeter and you can practically taste it on the tip of your tongue- it's a smell that makes you want to bury your nose into him over and over again.
He bends down, his lips just grazing your cheek, a feather-light touch that sends shivers down your spine, making your entire body quiver. "If you want me to stop, say it now," he whispers. When you remain silent, he brushes his mouth against the hollow of your temple. "Or now." He traces the curve of your cheekbone. "Or now." His lips meet yours.
It is all a blur from there, but now your on your back, naked, legs pressed flush against your chest effectively folding you in half and spreading you open. And oh boy do the curtains match the drapes because he is so big. His dick fills you up better than your fingers or a stupid dildo ever could and the drag against your walls with every thrust, the friction, it's delicious.
"This what you imagined in that pretty head of yours?" He chuckles, and you open your mouth to say something but he already capturing your lips with his. You whine into his mouth and you let his tongue weave its way into yours. His hands slides down to your throat, giving your the sides of it a squeeze to softly block your air flow.
"Huhhh... so good m'feel so good." You whine. You think you must be dreaming with how euphoric everything feels right now. The pleasure is so good it's all you can think about, it's absorbing you. Your abdomen tightens with every surge of hot tingly goodness that comes with each thrust and electric flesh arrows of pleasure dance along your skin.
"Oh I know baby, I know you do," He coos, bucking up his hips teasingly. Â He lets out a soft groan at the way your pussy feverishly grips his dick. The sound of wet sweaty skin slapping mix and mingle in the sex steamed air. You want to scream at the way his dick fills you up so perfectly every time he snaps his hips into yours.
A mixture of pre cum and your juices accumulates at the base of his dick and every vein on his cock dragged against your velvety walls, catching on your entrance as her pulled back before falling back into you.
âYou can cum princess, we got all the time in the world."
Gojo, Sukuna, Toji, Kuroo, Atsumu Miya, Oikawa, Kakashi, Sanemi, Uzui Tengen
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Seeing kny men shirtless for the first time
Pairings: Rengoku x fem!reader; Gyomei x fem!reader; Sanemi x fem!reader (bonus: all hashira men x fem!reader)
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Rengoku Kyojuro
âHave you seen Rengoku-san? Thereâs something I want to ask him about our upcoming mission.â
Tengen tilts his head to the side ever so slightly, lips unable to keep that dirty grin off his face. Yeah, surely youâre asking for a mission and not because youâre having a crush on the flame hashira since joining the pillars.
âHe went outside in the gardens to view the blooming rosesâ, he lies oh so innocently.
A bright smile creeps up your face, heart already skipping a beat in excitement. If you were only brave enough to finally ask Kyojuro out, how easier your life would be if youâd just keep your distance to him. But the prospect of seeing him alone is enough for your mind to go blank. Hopefully, the others donât notice.
âThank you so much, Tengenâ, you blurt out with a hasty bow before yanking out of the room.
âDidnât he say he wanted to change since he sweated so much during training?â, Shinobu thinks out loud.
âYeah, thatâs going to be a lot of funâ, Tengen replies with a smirk plastered onto his face.
Your mind races back and forth as you make your way to the gardens. What will you even ask him? Maybe what he has planned, if he already knows something? What if you mess up? This is actually the first time you and Kyojuro got assigned a mission together. You have to make a good impression or otherwise, he wonât take you with him again.
âRengoku-san, I donât mean to disturb you, but I have a few questions regarding the ne-â
Your breath gets stuck in your throat immediately, feet coming to a rapid stand.
There he is, the flame hashira.
Shirtless, his upper body soaking wet while he empties a bucket of water over his head.
âOh, (y/n)! I didnât expect you here!â, he announces with his eyes widened.
You canât even blink, mind going dull. You always secretly imagined what Kyojuro might look like underneath that uniform, if his muscles look as buff as they feel underneath your touch while training.
And they do.
Oh god, they definitely do.
âI-IâŚTengen told me thatâŚYouâre here to seeâŚthe rosesâ, you blurt out, still unable to look away.
âIndeed! But before that, I really needed to change my uniform since I sweated a lot during training.â
âYeah, I can see thatâ, you mumble.
â(y/n), are you not feeling well? You look quite red from afar. Allow me to check on you.â
When he suddenly starts walking towards you with his chest muscles tensing with each and every step, you feel like fainting. Of course you never doubted that this man looks good underneath that uniform, but this?
âYour cheeks are really hotâ, he comments while running his wet hand up and down your cheek.
âIâŚIâŚâ
Your mind is a mess, not a single thought is making sense right now. Are you dreaming? Is that really Rengoku Kyojuro standing in front of you with his abs glittering in the heat of the sun, so close that youâd be able to touch him.
âMaybe you should go and see Shinobu-â
âIâm flustered!â, you finally cry out like an idiot.
Only to regret your words immediately.
His hand stops right in its tracks, the piercing presence of his orbs forcing you to look up at him.
âWhy would you be flustered, (y/n)?â, he questions innocently.
May the ground swallow you whole in hope youâll never return. God, why does this have to be so embarrassing? Youâll definitely have a word with Tengen when this is over.
âBecause IâŚI have a crush on you, Kyojuro.â
The words you never dared to say out loud, that lingered through your mind each and every time you saw him. Like a rock, they fall off your chest while a wave of pure panic starts rushing over you.
You just confessed your feelings to him.
Him, Rengoku Kyojuro.
âI think I need to go nowâ, you blurt out, already starting to turn away when Kyojuro grabs your wrist gently.
âPlease donât go, (y/n). Actually, I feel the same way about you.â
He sweeps you around so rapidly that you are forced against something as hard as a wall. Did he accidentally throw you against a wall, the nearby tree?
The second you open your eyes again, you stare at his bare chest, only millimetres away from your face.
That wasnât a wall.
âI had an eye on you since the first time I saw you. You are justâŚso amazing!â, he confesses with a passion that is even unusual for him.
âKyojuro, IâŚâ
Your bare face touched his naked chest.
âIâŚâ
And donât get started on his sight, his broad chest, the muscles that flex when he grabs your shoulders passionately.
âIâŚI canâtâŚâ
âWhatâs wrong, (y/n)? A cat got your tongue?â, Tengen jeers from behind.
All your senses seem to come back to you in the split of a second when a wave of anger washes over you.
âYou littleâŚWhy did you do that!?â, you cry out while storming towards the much taller man.
âBecause your face looks very flashy when itâs this red.â Â
 Gyomei Himejima
To say that you are exhausted would be the understatement of a century. Being out in the scorching sun all day really took its toll on your already bruised body.
Not to mention the training methods of none other than the stone hashira himself.
Gyomei is not a stranger to you. Youâve known each other for quite some time by now, joining the demon slayer corps almost simultaneously. And that force of a man never failed to impress you.
You wrench your sweat-soaked clothes in the river while staring at your own reflection. Why are you even here, though? You might not be a hashira yet, but you trained with Gyomei countless times before. Over and over, you shoved rocks around and almost drowning in that exact river. At this point, the basic training of the corps members isnât even enough for you to break a sweat. You find yourself shoving that rock 10 cho by now while carrying tree trunks on your back.
You furrow your eyebrows. Now that you think of it, you didnât even catch a glimpse at Gyomei himself since being here. Apparently, the hashira training does keep him busy.
That sting of agony that pierces through your heart canât be stopped, though. Over the span of those last years, you got to know the stone hashira better. Despite his tall and threatening appearance, he is the softest man youâve ever known. So kind that he brought tears to your eyes more than once, so considerate that itâs hard to believe that this man lives alone.
It was inescapable for you to fall from him head over heels. And now you find yourself longing for his presence even though you know all too well that he is busy training the corps members.
âI didnât expect to greet you here at this late hour.â
You almost trip over head-first into the water, caught by a strong hand last-minute before you take another dive into the river.
âIâm beyond sorry for scaring you like this, (y/n)â, an all too familiar voice continues while pushing you back on your feet.
Normally, the first thing you see is his demon slayer uniform and cloak draped around him in a somehow elegant way.
But not today.
You swallow hard, widened eyes blankly staring at his naked chest. This man standing in front of youâŚGyomei wears nothing but his uniform pants.
âIâŚuhâŚdonât w-worryâ, you stutter like an idiot, his arms still holding you in place gently.
âDid I interrupt you? I didnât know that you were taking a bath.â
His soft voice paired with that sight in front of you. Youâve never seen him shirtless, never witnessed the way his veins pop out of his arms and how well formed he is underneath that uniform. It would be so easy to allow your fingertips a taste and let yourself discover his muscles even better, to just stretch out your hand and-
âDoes it bother you that I am shirtless? I came here to take a bath myself.â
âBother?â, you press out.
âIâŚIâm not bothered at all!â
âI guess Iâm just a littleâŚflusteredâŚâ
âFlustered?â, he repeats in confusion.
âIf I make you feel uncomfortable, Iâll cover myself of course. I just noticed you were here and we havenât seen each other for a long time by now.â
âI missed youâ, he adds, forcing your world upside down for a minute.
Since youâve got to know him, there was never more than friendly words between Gyomei and you. Not more than a shoulder rub, not more than motivating words from time to time. You never allowed yourself to compliment him or talk about anything apart from missions.
Until now. Until Gyomei confessed out of nowhere that he missed you.
While being shirtless
âIâŚmissed you tooâ, you finally give in.
You allow your eyes a little glimpse at him. Just a little taste of his broad shoulders and how his veins stand out. Just a little something of his rock-hard abs, his enormous upper body that is usually covered by his uniform. Just one look at-
âI thought about you all the time, to be exactâ, you breathe out before you even realize what youâre talking about.
âIâm feeling the same way, (y/n). Let me assure you that my heart beats just as fast as yours at the moment.â
Gently, he cups your hand with his and presses your palm against his bare chest, straight against his racing heart that pulsates against your skin.
Oh god. You feel like fainting any given minute, your very own heart pounding so hard that you might get a heart attack.
âNow, allow me to put on my uniform again so that we can have a proper-â
âWait!â, you blurt out.
âLetâs just stay like this for uhâŚa little longerâŚâ
Sanemi Shinazugawa
Itâs hard to keep your palms from sweating when you know exactly where youâre going. To him, the wind hashira. The man who swept you off your feet without even trying, the man you havenât seen in such a long time by now.
While Sanemi always kept himself busy with missions, you were assigned to a mission far away from home. It took you over a month to finally find the demon who was responsible for this mess. And eventually, Sanemi just stopped writing you letters or replying to your messages. Even though you were so sure that he might feel the same way about you, he proved you wrong.
In the most painful way.
âI canât go any further, thatâs exactly where he isâ, you complain while following your crow around.
You know this path uncomfortably well, the way it leads you next to a river, through a field of strawberries. Straight into the wind hashira estate.
âDirect orders from Kagaya-sama! You need to undergo the hashira training!â
âI just returned from an exhausting mission, did you tell him that?â, you bark back only to get attacked by your stinky crow.
âSo cheeky! Watch how you talk to me!â, it cries out, literally dragging you along with it while its beak bursts the skin of your cheek.
Your heart almost stops beating, pounding rougher and rougher against your ribcage with every step you take towards the wind hashira estate.
What if the man you still love rejects you? What if he breaks your heart in front of everyone else, if he speaks out those words you imagined when you waited another day for his reply?
You want to escape, want to get as far away from here as possible. But your unforgiving crow drags you with it until you find yourself at the front doors of his estate.
âGet yourself together, dumbass! Go inside and talk to him! GO!â
With one last bite it finally leaves you alone, right at the opened front door.
Thereâs nothing youâd like more than vanishing from this earth, to get swallowed whole. Why on earth does it have to be him first? Why arenât you allowed to train with Tengen, Giyu, basically everyone else? Your heart races so hard inside your ribcage that it takes your breath away, eyes staring into the dark estate.
Is he even home?
You allow yourself to take a few steps into the building, to look around. No cries, no voices? Maybe he isnât even home. Are they training somewhere else, in the nearby woods, maybe?
âFuck!â
His voice almost sends you over the edge, forces your eyes to dart around in sheer horror. That was Sanemi, without any doubt. But is he alone?
What if heâs not?
What if heâs with a girl?
You swallow hard, the ugliest thoughts taking over your head when you hear water splashing from a room nearby.
You canât help it. As quiet as possible, you make your way towards the room the sounds originate from, ready to find literally everything. What if thatâs the reason he didnât write you back? What if he fell in love with another woman and simply forgot about you?
Your eyes peek through the ever so slightly opened door.
And your jaw drops to the floor in an instant.
There he stands, nothing but a towel covering his private parts while droplets of water run down his naked back. Sanemi just washed himself.
But ohâŚ
You can feel your mouth watering just by looking at the scars that cover his back, how delicious the water than runs down his neck seems. Â Youâre only a few steps away from that force of a man, only a few steps in order to touch him. You always wondered what his skin feels like, if his outside is as rough as his inside. And what does he smell like straight out of the shower? Does he still smell like himself? And what about his abs-
All air drains from your compressed lungs as you suddenly find yourself pinned against the wall straight in Sanemiâs bathroom.
âWhy the hell are you spying on me like some little freak?â, he hisses through gritted teeth.
âIâŚwasnât spyingâ, you press out, his distressed orbs meeting yours.
Fuck, youâre screwed.
âOh yeah? Why were you standing outside my bathroom then? I didnât even know you were back!â
âBecause you never fucking askedâ, you finally bark back.
He draws even closer, lingers over you like an unpromising shadow with his naked upper body still dripping. No, you have to concentrate on the fact that youâre mad as hell right now, thereâs no room for inspecting his upper body.
But his abs definitely look as good as they feel.
âYou were out on a mission, how the hell was I supposed to ask? I thought youâd just let me know when youâre backâ, he bites back.
âOh, could have tried answering my damn messages, maybe? Did you ever think about that!?â
âMe answering your messages? You never replied to me!â
You furrow your eyebrows.
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â
âWhat Iâm talking about? I sent you countless messages and you never answered. I even asked Kagaya-sama if you died or something! IâŚI was so fucking worriedâŚâ
His heavy breath mixes with yours, caresses your oversensitive skin.
âBut SanemiâŚI did the sameâ, you finally mutter.
Sanemiâs chest rises and falls rapidly, a few water drops escaping the force of his skin. His oh so glowy skin. Of course you knew that this man would look good shirtless. But this? How are you supposed to stay focused when his skin turns pink ever so slightly, when his muscular chest moves like that?
âCan you stop staring at my abs and focus on me for one minute?â, he barks while flicking in front of your way too focused eyes.
You feel your cheeks heat up in an instant, glossy eyes staring at him like a caught deer. If thereâs one thing thatâs worse than checking Sanemi out, itâs definitely getting caught.
âSorry, I have to goâ, you mumble while pulling yourself away from him.
Only to find yourself wrapped in his naked arms even tighter.
âYouâre not going anywhere. I just asked you somethingâ, he warns you.
âLet go of me!â
âDid youâŚmiss me?â
Your arms stop right in their tracks, widened eyes staring at his flustered face in sheer disbelief. There he stands, Sanemi Shinazugawa, straight out of the shower while asking you if you missed him?
âYeah, alwaysâ, you reply out of instinct.
âGood. Because same.â
He doesnât even give you the chance to second-guess your answer. In the split of a second, you get devoured by his muscular arms, your very own kimono soaking wet in an instant.
Are you dreaming?
âWait, what?â, you breathe out.
âAnd you totally checked me outâ, he adds proudly.
âI didnât check you out-â
âOh yeah?â
He lets go of you just enough for you to catch a glimpse of his delicious upper body again.
âMaybe a little bitâŚâ
-Bonus-
You huff out in exhaustion. What the actual fuck were you thinking when you agreed on training with all hashira? Well, apparently not that youâd literally vomit all over yourself after getting hit without any mercy by all of them.
âThat little fucker Shinazugawaâ, you curse under your breath while stomping towards the wind hashira estate.
âIâll kick your puny ass next time.â
Your feet drag you back to them with last strength. Rengoku, Tengen, Obanai, Shinazugawa, TomiokaâŚwhy on earth are all of them so damn strong? Super unfair.
âHave you seen how I beat the shit out of her?â, you hear Sanemi jeer from afar as well as the constant mumbling of the others.
âIt wasnât necessary to hit her this hardâ, Giyu comments.
âHell yes it was. Now that brat knows what sheâs dealing with!â
All you see is red. Even though your body begs you to stop, you storm towards their voices.
âListen up, you little shit-â
Your breath gets stuck in your throat, eyes darting around without a real aim.
There they stand. Shirtless. Every single one of them.
Oh.
âDonât worry, itâs not your fault that youâre a loser-â
Just this once, youâre actually able to ignore Sanemiâs shitty words. That toned abs Rengoku has, Tengenâs veiny arms, Obanaiâs athletic build, the scars that compliment Sanemiâs muscles so well-
Why is it suddenly so hot?
âAre you okay, (y/n)?â, Giyu questions while rubbing the back of his head with a towel.
How is it possible that he looks this good underneath that loose uniform? You always expected Giyu to be rather athletic that muscular given his fast movements. But that mountain of a biceps definitely doesnât lie.
âIâŚâ
Not a single logical thought is left in your blank mind, eyes roaming back and forth between them.
âI need to go.â
In the matter of seconds, you disappear inside the wind hashira estate without a trace.
âIs (y/n) alright? She looked rather paleâ, Rengoku thinks out loud, still staring at where you last stood.
âShe was definitely checking me outâ, Tengen announces proudly.
âYou? Bet she was looking at meâ, Sanemi jeers at the tall man.
âHow are they so hot?â, you mumble to yourself while inspecting them through the window.
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