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[toohappi]

KOKUSHIBOU - yours to keep

kokushibou x Dom!DEMON reader!

To which kokushibou finds himself more interested in the new demon recruit then he’d expected. (TW - biting, blood kink, femdom)

NOT PROOFREAD!(im lazy ok??!)

Kokushibou wasn’t soft by any means, he usually kept a stoic expression and monotone voice. The look of anger or any emotion for that matter ever showing upon his face. He wasn’t exactly rude, just a bit cold.. maybe quiet and self kept was a better word?

When you’d been firstly recruited to the twelve kizuki just to watch and see how they interacted since you weren’t far from possibly replacing the siblings. They all weren’t too fond, since you’d been another female (besides nakime who’d barely interact with the others) Daki quickly grew fond with you, doing hair, nails and other things of that nature.

To your surprise one of the other uppers Kokushibou was unexpectedly fond of Daki and To your surprise kokushibou had also been upper 1. Often youd see them exchanging a few words, which had definitely been more than you’d see him exchange with the others. Unless it was Muzan of-course.

You’d never really tried talking to him, though a few glances were exchanged here and there. Being quite curious on his appearance and him in general. He wasn’t as open as the others and you wanted to change that, you wanted to know him and talk to him.

“Hi kokushibou”

“How’d your mission go?”

“I like your hair, it’s pretty and frames your face nicely”

Little comments everyday were said and eventually little conversations were had. You wouldn’t say you’d been close but you definitely got him a bit fond of you which was better than nothing.

Truthfully he was an attractive demon, and strong in ranks, What more could a demon ask for?

With more small talks more glances were exchanged, during meetings when Muzan would speak you’d catch him peering over, or when it was his turn to speak to all of you sometimes he’d just look at you for a second. The thought that just maybe he was directing whatever he’d been saying to you made your heart pound a bit.

One day While the others were off doing their own thing you’d had Nakime who’d been so kind to play her biwa and transport her to kokus part of the lair. There he was sitting looking at something you couldn’t make out from the distance you were at. You’d figured he’d already been aware of your presence so walking over with a few not so quiet steps and standing behind him. Chin rested atop of his shoulder lightly so it didn’t dig into him too much.

“What’re you looking at?” You asked softly since you’d been near his ear, demons known to have a bit of sensitive hearing.

“A book” His voice held that usually monotone, nonetheless it was a bit softer than usual.

You rolled your eyes at the smart response and decided to take matters into your own hands, acting quickly and removing the book and taking its place atop of the table. Your legs on either side of him as they dangled off the table and your hands on either side of you watching as the middle pair of his 6 eyes looked up at you.

“What is it that you want? Why are you here.” He’d sounded a bit agitated but it’d only made you smile,it was a change from the usual flat tone so you weren’t mad at it.

“You, I want your attention”

“Why?”

“Because I like you.”

“Why?”

No other response was exchanged as you leaned your body forward a bit, taking notice that this situation was getting nowhere you decided to take initiative. legs wrapping around the legs of the chair to pull him closer, then wrapping around him as a hand went to reach and cup his face. Hesitant at first he’d backed away but soon let your hands take ahold of his face softly,eyes scanning and admiring his features. The way his lips pouted a bit when cupped by your face or his smoothe pale skin,the way his bands framed his cheeks.

Perfection.

He’d took note of you scanning his face,slightly heating up and a very light pink crossed his cheeks. ‘Cute’ you’d said in your mind. Removing s hand to softly scratch as the hair that was usually kept in a ponytail,now out and flowing down his shoulders and back.

If you didn’t know him you’d surely mistaken him for a girl.

Slowly and hesitantly he melted into the touch, founding himself almost purring into it and becoming putty within your hold. His eyes closed feeling the tips of your fingers softly scratch at his scalp,until you’d grabbed a fist full and pulled it back all 6 eyes shooting open with a surprised look and a groan escaping his lips.

“That sound was so pretty, could you make it again for me,Did you like that?” His mouth didn’t open but by the way his cheeks turned a brighter shade of pink you could tell. Leaning in you softly kissed at the skin of his cheeks, and then placed a soft peck on his lips. Him not reciprocating at first but quickly returning the favor a bit after, you couldn’t help but smile as you pulled away and it seemed he tried to chase it. Quickly realizing what he’d been doing and acting as if it didn’t happen, his stoic demeanor coming back.

“Let go of me” His voice tried to sound as serious as he could make it at the moment

“You don’t want me to tho”Your gaze on him never faltering, seeing how he shifted.

“I meant what I said, I don’t want this.” He glared and you returned it, removing your grip from his hair and leaning towards him. Warm breath ghosting across his skin when you whispered in his ear.

“You know you’ll come missing me.”

The last words you’d spoken to him as you hopped off the table, walking off as the biwa played and you were gone not returning for the night. When realization took that you were officially gone he’d let out a shaky breath, one that he hadn’t realized he’d even been holding back. Getting up to turn off his light and sitting on the bed he’d rarely used.

An uncomfortable feeling in his lower area,untying the white hakama and sliding off his Kimono. Dick springing from its confines and hitting his stomach, the cool air tickling the sensitive skin of his tip.

“Shit..” it was gonna be a long night.

Days had passed and you weren’t there, at all. Daki had even questioned the others if they’d seen you because she wanted to see you before her mission. Once she realized you were gone she’d just left off with Gyotaru.

If he wasn’t so clueless on why he’d been looking for you in the first place, his thoughts could’ve been mistaken for worry. Just where did you go?

After a few days though you’d shown up, something was different though, mentally and physically and fuck he couldn’t deny it was attractive. Your figure a bit more defined, toned and lean. You weren’t short either so that just added to it. Your hair that was so long and usually kept down was now tied up into a ponytail. Bangs still hanging and clinging to your forehead with sweat.

Usually you’d made eye contact with him by now, but no you didn’t even bother glancing at him, your gaze stuck on Akaza as he walked past visibly sweaty saying something to you along the lines of “same time next week?”

When exactly did you become close with Akaza? Why didn’t you ask him to train when you came back?! More importantly why did he care.?

Your gaze turning from Akaza to straight towards kokushibou, seemingly looking past him as you continued to walk, your eyes peering over for a second as you brushed his shoulder when you walked past. A shit eating grin forming from those big pretty lips.

“I knew you’d miss me.” Those words sticking to him like glue, the way your voice sounded so full of yourself and sure of it, sure of the fact he’d been thinking about you and he was. You knew it and he knew there was no denying it that. When he turned around you were gone and then he realized he just might be more attracted to you then he’d like to admit.

Next time he’d seen you was at a meeting a few days later, Muzan in a bit of a pissy mood due to Gyotaru and Daki both dying. To be fair everyone was a bit upset at the loss, some more than others and then those who just didn’t care at all and were more upset at the fact they’d been called in on their free time.

Walking in, and starting conversation with the others. Kokushibou wasn’t to be found yet until Muzan came in and all the demons got down to bow, already in a bad mood and not further wanting to piss them off. A few after a different presence arrived that was upper 1, still bowing he stood and watched from afar. Throughout the meeting you could see him, feel the gaze and the tension. Unable to look up in fear of further upsetting the already angry lord you just gave a quick smile, surely he knew that you knew.

After he killed off a few demons you didn’t bother remembering the names off and finished rambling going off to do whatever he usually does when he isn’t with the uppermoons, leaving us to discuss amongst eachother. Usually by then koku would’ve been gone, you could still feel his gaze burning holes through the back of your neck.As you’d went to say something to Akaza as you heard the biwa play and you’d been in another room.

It wasn’t unfamiliar and you’d been here before briefly.

“You missed me I take it?”

“Nonsense, where were you? When did get you close with Akaza?” Turning around meeting eyes, he stood in a corner of the room watching you take steps towards him until your stopped. No space in between the either of you. Shit you were tall but he was taller, still over towering you a bit. Your hands roamed as you broke your gaze, eyes following your hands as they traveled over him.

He didn’t say anything and he didn’t have to. He watched you just as intently as you watched him. No words exchanged as hands found their way to his face, fingers ghosting the skin and moving away again. They found his collar were you dragged him over to the edge of the bed, him standing infront of it as you placed your hands on his shoulders, forcing him onto his knees.

“That’s better” Hands finding his hair like they did the first time you were in this room, his eyes staring up at you waiting for it, waiting for you to pull his hair back. Fingers skillfully moving against his head, as much as he tried to resist he couldn’t help but ease into your touch. How were you so good at this? Who had you touched like this before him.?

He was waiting on the tug but it’d never came, not that he complained.. he kinda enjoyed the soft feeling.

“You’re so jealous it’s unreal. I pity you.” Those words were soft with a bit of a harsh undertone, he didn’t bother arguing back because there’d been no point. He was a bit jealous and he didn’t want you with Akaza even if it’d been embarrassing to admit. Why did you need him when you had koku.

So much stronger,taller,better in every-way. So why’d you bother with him?

“Did the thought of me giving him the same attention keep you up when you see us interact? I know you missed me no matter how much you deny it,I know you touch yourself to the thought of me grabbing you and yanking you around treating you as if you don’t matter to me. I know it even if you’d refuse to say it.”

The way you spoke made his stomach churn in the best way, you knew you were right, he knew it too and fuck he didn’t deny it. He opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was a weak breath when you gripped on his hair. Pulling his head back so all his eyes were on you and only you. Watching as you’d lean in kissing him so feverishly and deep.

All to intimate for whatever you’d just started between the two of you.

Removing your hand from his hair and grabbing the collar of his kimono and pulling him atop of you as you’d laid back on the bed, his arms on either side of your head hoisting himself up as he allowed you to undress him until he was naked.

Pushing him back so you could quickly undress yourself pulling him back onto you as he stared down, admiring you. Eyes lidded and glazed over, the way your chest sat so prettily when you’d been laid back, the way your hair had been discarded from its ponytail. Fuck he should’ve given in the first time.

Your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him down so you could feel your breath against eachothers face, his bare skin touching yours. Soft kisses being placed against warm skin, down the sides of his chin and soft sucks on his neck licking and sucking on the skin before opening your mouth to bite at the area

His breath hitching slightly and eyes closing as you’d kissed over the flesh. Your eyes looking over his body seeing his dick hand so heavily between his legs, the tip a pretty pink.

Shifting so you’d been ontop of him, your hands holding onto his shoulders as you’d began to slowly sink down. Your warmth engulfing him so intoxicatingly.

He was quiet but fuck it felt so good, the way your hips slowly moved to ride him the tip prodding at your cervix. Your hand grabbing his face looking at him making sure he’d been paying attention you, his eyes traveling overwhelmed with everything infront of him. Fucking you felt so good!

Shaky breaths and deep groans leaving his lips as you continued to bounce on him, lips attached to his neck sucking and licking at the skin making sure to leave bites and bruises visible to everyone.

“F-fuck your mine okay?” Your words shaky and breathy in his ear as he nodded, trying his hardest to focus. His hands so intently gripping as your hips they’d surely be bruised at the end of this. “Say it, say you belong to me, admit how much you missed me”

“I..I missed you, I’m yours,I’m yours and yours only”the words caught in his throat as you clenched around him so harshly, the way you sucked him in made his head spin and he couldn’t take it, he wanted to shy away and push you away but he couldn’t. You sucked him in and clouded his mind so good, at this rate he’d cum right inside you without warning. You knew it, you could feel it the way his dick twitched inside you and how his breaths picked up. A low groan half escaping his lips before you took him into a deep kiss.

The taste of metallic faintly there from where you’d been kissing the bite mark, his hands harshly gripping your hips slamming you down onto him before he came right inside you, white ropes shooting so far and filling you so good. Clenching around him as you came, squeezing everything from him as he shuddered from the best orgasm of his life.

Pulling away from him as sweat clinged on the two of you, his bangs stuck on his face. After a few seconds of admiring him you’d gotten up to get something to clean the two of you, not wanting to stay sticky all night feeling disgusting.

While you’d left he’d laid back thinking about what just happened and what he possibly got himself into it, he wasn’t used to it but if it felt like that he definitely didn’t mind whatever you two would establish.

“Don’t think too hard about it, did you enjoy yourself?” He’d been a bit startled since he couldn’t sense you’d came back, your weight making the bed sink slightly where you’d sat at. He’d sat up so you could wipe off the areas were sweat clung his face and blood dropped from his neck. “It felt good.. just not fond of it.”

A small laugh had escaped your lips, you weren’t Surprised hearing that, he was typically so intimidating so you didn’t doubt the fact nobody bothered getting so close with him. “You’ll get used to it, and don’t bother healing those marks though. I need everyone aware that your mine.”

He simply nodded and let you clean him off and place ointment on his mark, he’d officially been yours to keep. Maybe him letting you get so close wasn’t a bad idea after all, and he did like you more than he’d care to admit.

[cyberbark]

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

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

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

minors and fem aligned dni

nsfw below. wc: 1.1k+

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[gods-bastard18]

First, please excuse the shitty writing, this is my first time posting and writing smut. Constructive criticism is very much welcome!  The reader could be seen as male or female.

Riding Kokushibou as he’s trying to meditate in the infinity fortress. His breathing is ragged and deep, eyes occasionally twitching before slipping open and falling closed again. His dick twitches every now and then, causing breathy moans to sound next to his ear. You, clenching tightly, moving faster to chase your release as your lovely Koku’s cock throbs inside of you which drive your moves to quicken. The throbbing in your loins becomes incessant between your legs and beloved’s cock twitch. His rough hands fly to your waist holding you against him while he cums inside you, while your hole milks him while you’re lost in your own blissful orgasm.

As you come down you feel how tight his grip on your waist is. Enough to bruise your delicate human skin, before the grip loosens and he leans against you, breathing deeply. He lifts his head, staring into your eyes before inching forward and pressing his cold lips against yours. His tongue sliding along your bottom lip before forcing it between you lips and into your mouth. You moved your own tongue along his sharp teeth.

Despite the occasional fear of being eaten, it couldn’t change how this demon had found a way into your heart.

[honey-lemonz]

Kokushibou and the archer part. 4

“An upper rank is dead.”

Kokushibou, as loyal as ever, stood before Muzan with the rest of the twelve kizuki. Upper rank six were killed in the red-light district due to the demon slayer with the hanafuda earrings and a hashira of what Muzan retorted “of considerable weakness”, either way now times were against many of the upper ranks. This was the first time in centuries an upper rank of the twelve kizuki were killed. As Muzan gave orders to Gyoko and Hantengu about their attack set on the swordsmith village, leaving upper rank one’s mind wandered elsewhere. A familiar archer’s eyes and hands made his spine shiver. For what purpose of the shiver? Kokushibou could not tell or know fully.

“Kokushibou? Kokushibou!” Kokushibou quickly cut out of his personal fantasy and cut his 3 sets of eyes at his fellow upper ranks. What could the scum around him want now? He said nothing and only looked at upper rank two, Douma. His rainbow-colored eyes held a mysteriousness within them, meaning some sort of sadistic idea was going to burn away somewhere. Kokushibou could scowl at the idea of whatever this fool could be entertained by. Douma began to speak, “Well, since you heard Lord Muzan speak on the recent killing of Daki and Gyutaro which is so sad.” The demon pretended to shed tears of sadness and went on about his poor underlings and what he considered siblings being ruthlessly killed considering their past which Kokushibou cut out and ignored for he didn’t care.

“Your point?” The samurai spoke sternly, he didn’t care what this clown had to say since he disrupted his mind wandering and being alone with his thoughts. Douma quickly wiped away his “tears” which there weren’t any. He can’t cry from what Kokushibou could clearly see. “Oh, well Nakime recalled that the archer demon fella you know was seen within the discards of the red-light district. Lord Muzan didn’t talk about it or anything. So, since you know this demon perhaps, we could recruit him to fill in for Gyutaro? Whittaya think?” Douma leaned too close into the samurai’s space for his liking but the words he spoke next would anger him farther. “Well, I would love to give him a share of my blood. The look of him drinking it and being all inside him, watching him grow strong from my blood makes me want to melt huh? Then we would be bonded forever, ugh~ just imagine!” Douma’s words even made Akaza’s skin crawl. Upper rank three despite punching and wanting to kill his superiors sensed something amiss.

The surrounding air around Kokushibou grew darker. The surreal feeling of bloodlust embodied the air. The older demon turned his head towards upper rank two slowly. His words cut deeper than his sword could now. If he wanted to, he could kill Douma without a care, but the hierarchy and whatnot. “The archer is not of your concern and never will be.” Within a flash, the eldest upper rank was gone. While Douma and the other two demons took a moment to react, half of Douma’s head was cut off in a simple slash. Nakime quickly with a strum of her biwa sent the other two away at once away from the infinity palace. Kokushibou found himself at the remains of the red-light district. The moon was high into the night sky. Barely even midnight, the demon used his sets of eyes to scan the surroundings for any truth in Douma’s words. Even if what he said was correct why should the samurai be angered. The archer was an independent demon who despised the twelve kizuki for personal reasons not even Kokushibou could figure out. But in what world would he take Douma’s blood, why when he is the strongest? His blood wouldn’t be tainted by the humans Douma devours on a regular basis.

Kokushibou bit down on his lip so tightly it bled, scarlet red drips from his mouth. Staining his pale and cold skin. The demon felt centuries worth of anger and rage thrash in his entire being. ‘The night is still young, if the archer were here, he’d be cornered. There would be no point of him being here.’ Kokushibou reasoned within himself, if he was here then an attack would be hurling towards him. Kokushibou disappeared from the rubble of the red-light. He found himself on the outskirts of the city near an open patch of field. His senses were guiding him this way. His last bout with the archer made his smell and aura very hard to miss. The demon just as Kokushibou had calculated was slinked over in a tree. His body was cast within a shadow making it hard for him to be seen. But his eyes shined evidently in the moonlight, as a lion with his prey his eyes were aligned straight with Kokushibou’s first pair of eyes. The night was silent in the small field, the humans within the red-light were too far away to hear or see the stand off about to take place.

The archer demon, otherwise referred to as Yasumebe [Name] didn’t move towards Kokushibou. Their last bout was a little over a hundred years ago and left some nasty remarks and memories. Whether it was the pride Kokushibou held or the little shame within his mind he kept from being human that he eternally blocked out those memories completely. But that doesn’t mean his body doesn’t remember, yes, his mind lacked the connotation Yasumebe’s stare had on him, but his body did. His body secretly craved the attention and feeling, the absolute abuse the archer put through. Not just the thrill of an exciting battle but rather the tender and more explicit side of his body craved. The touch of a thousand swords could never beat the long engulfing feeling of pure sexual arousal. Kokushibou, no matter how much meditation or pure and thorough training could make his body go back the same way as before. Times of his own privacy the core of his abdominal begged for the tightly wound coil to snap within him, letting him experience the bliss his body needed once more.

But here he stood, not moving but only observing the archer, neither spoke. An exchange of words would only lead to a fight, but it seemed neither of them wanted to. The archer then finally spoke, “You have nothing to acknowledge do you? Upper rank? Nothing at all?” He looked enthused, almost joyful if it wasn’t for the smirk spreading across his face. [Name’s] large kasa hat covered most of the upper half of his face but the lower half smirked greatly. His lips curved into an almost joyfully cruel smile. He asked the samurai demon once more. “So, your memory fails you no Upper rank? You have come all this way for a reason, not to eat and devour the fools among the red-light district remains, is it?”. The demon moved off the high branch of the tree he sat upon and jumped down to the empty field across from Kokushibou. Kokushibou stayed in his position but kept his eyes on [Name], what could he be speaking of? What acknowledgement is he speaking of?

“You hunted me down Upper rank, what comes about then? Why have you cornered me here? Your mind seems at halt, but your body still has a memory, doesn’t it?” The archer crossed his arms against his chest, he looked just as well-fit and neat as he did before. His appearance was still the same. The shape of a phoenix demon slayer mark curved along his jaw and down his neck and towards his chest. Before he met Yasumebe, Kokushibou had no idea the breathing styles worked for other weapons. However, Kokushibou now could see the archer didn’t have his arrows nor his bow. Therefore, a fight would be useless, as if disappointment was evident the archer summoned an arrow with his blood demon art and twirled it between his fingers playfully. “Ah, you didn’t come here for just a fight, did you? Ask what brought you here Upper rank. My patience is thinning.” The archer crouched down into a squatting position and pointed the arrow directly at where Kokushibou’s heart would be. Kokushibou stifled, his tone wasn’t serious or playful, he was dead serious.

“Another Upper rank demon of the twelve kizuki has spoken to you. Yes, or no?” Kokushibou started “Straightforward as ever aren’t your Upper rank? But to humor your troubling worries no, I have not spoken or seen another upper ranking demon of the twelve demon moons at all, other than the fool I am speaking to now.” Kokushibou hissed and began to correct the archer.

“Watch your tongue, Yasumebe. Know and acknowledge your place within this moment. I have no need for your arrogance and ignorance.” This made the archer lean his head up completely, now his attention has been captured completely.

“Oi, oi, Upper rank. I acknowledge your power here and I acknowledge your weakness. Your memory is failing you. Perhaps I should remind you within the time we have… However, I just have a question to start with then.” The demon stood slowly and began to approach Kokushibou, he slowly walked toward the samurai demon. His eyes locked with the second pair of eyes on Kokushibou. His voice unwavering but deadly calm. His twisted and cruel smirk lined his lips, the moonlight cast a shadow over his face again due to the kasa.

“Why does it matter if another upper rank came and spoke to me? Did your body feel betrayed at the idea of another letting me use them for entertainment? Or did you come here to cure your bodily amnesia?” the demon asked. He looked enthused at what answer could come about Kokushibou. “I care not of what they think of me now. But answer upper rank, my patience is getting close to snapping. I’m being as nice to give you a chance.” Kokushibou stifled but he recomposed himself. “If another weaker demon were to impose on- “

“Impose on what Upper rank?” The archer was now a foot away from him, the arrow now pointed downward towards Kokushibou’s feet. “What would another weaker demon impose on? Tell me, answer my dying question?” The archer moved forward again, now he was inches away. Kokushibou felt his heart rate speed up, was this fear? No, he wasn’t afraid. He was afraid at the feeling of death being inflicted on him but now he felt his abdomen tighten. He took a step back.

“Ah, I see. Your body does remember, your mind is keeping it from enjoying it then. I’ll adjust and fix that for the both of us then.” The archer within a snap of his fingers quickly let the arrow stab into Kokushibou’s foot. The samurai was quick enough to dodge the first arrow but when the second came after he wasn’t as prepared. His senses were off, his mind was hazy, and his body felt warm. Like the sun was beating against his skin, his pairs of eyes closed slowly. The lowest pair of eyes were open when the archer was sitting in front of him. The scenery was changing, were they still in the field? Where was he? When did he-?

“Such a pain, if you would have been a better brat then maybe this would have been easier. The arrow point wisteria must be working…You’re still semi-awake.” Kokushibou fought to open all his eyes, his vision was unfocused, and his limbs felt numb. His eyes finally focused and saw he was in a dark room. The only light-source was the small lamp in the corners of the room. He felt a gnawing sense of pain course throughout his body. His body was against the patted bedding on the floor. A thin mat with blankets underneath his body, the strong smell of iron engulfed his nose. His sensory functions were heavily delayed and altered. The pain overtook everything.

Kokushibou tried his best to angle himself to see what was causing the amount of pain he was experiencing. Arrows dripping in wisteria poison and blood other than his own. The arrows were embedded within his limbs and joints. His body was on fire, tingles spread against his skin, he slowly angled himself back on the mat. His stomach and front of his body were pushed against the bedding and floor. Only leaving his backside facing upward. He was stuck. The demon heard what could be an airy chuckle, Kokushibou turned his head to face the direction of where the noise came from. Within the darkness [eye color] eyes shined and beamed back at him. Staring at him pitifully with no care or remorse. The archer was slumped in a chair near the only lamp within the room in the corner. He rested his head in his palm, his kasa hat was discarded beside the chair. His long [hair color] hair was pushed back away from his eyes and face. The beauty of his face was like a work of art, no matter how much hatred and anger Kokushibou felt in his body, the pleasure and pure anticipation he felt between his legs subdued that hatred.

“Had your fill? Or do you want to continue playing dumb and we can get this over with?” Yasumebe asked, his voice dripped in disgust and pure arousal. The look of lust and desire he basked in was addicting. Kokushibou’s mind was melting as he knew it, like his body was setting up for something it was made to do over a thousand times. He opened his mouth to speak but [Name] came and stopped him. He lowered himself to the floor to be at Kokushibou’s forced level. “Shh, upper rank, I promised you to help you regain your memory as my purposeful bitch in heat, didn’t I? I’ll fill you up so many times you can regain all your memories and never suffer from this awful case of amnesia.”

The archer grasped his jaw and moved his thumb into Kokushibou’s mouth gently. Naturally by muscle memory, rather than bite Kokushibou started to suckle and tease with his tongue on [Name’s] finger. The archer’s smirk grew widely, but he removed his finger and began removing the fabric belt keeping his hakama pants tied to his waist. Kokushibou’s mouth salivated and opened on instinct at the sight of Yasumebe’s cock, the archer was surprised he did not even need to speak to the upper rank.

Mouth ajar and tongue out Kokushibou’s mouth awaited in anticipation for [Name’s] cock to stuff it full and for his throat to abused fully. Yasumebe found humor in the way an Upper rank demon as powerful and as fearful as Kokushibou, was begging like a bitch in heat for his throat to be fucked by another demon who bested him in any way possible. He slowly entered his cock into Kokushibou’s mouth, the upper rank wrapped his tongue like a snake around the thick and large dick within his mouth. Once fully pushed all the way to the hilt, [Names’] pubic hair tickling his lower eyes and filling all his senses at once along with the pain of the poison coursing through his body, Kokushibou moaned deeply at the feeling. His throat was pushed so wide, his lungs couldn’t get enough hair in and out, the gagging sound from the back of his throat where the tip of the archer’s cock was made his throat tighten and quiver. His upper set of eyes closed out of pure bliss, the thrumming ace of pain and his own cock springing to life under his weight brought his haze-like state into pure fantasy. Was this what his mind wanted to forget so badly? His body felt so at peace being abused and used like a proper sex slave.

His only purpose was to fuck and swallow how much cum [Name] could dump into him. The archer closed his eyes out the feeling if such a warm, tight pussy-like throat. “That’s its upper rank… use your throat to milk it all out… been pent up for eons for your cunt. I’m going to stuff your throat so good…” Yasumebe was mumbling while slowly rocking his hips into Kokushibou’s throat. Kokushibou’s jaw went slack, as much as the poison and the uncomfortable position was, he slowly with as much strength as he could have, he rutted his thighs against the bedding to get some friction against his cock. The slow rocking then turned into harsh and fast ruts against Kokushibou’s throat. He gagged and tried breathing though his nose, even concentration of breath was useless with thew archer demons’ erotic pace and sounds of pleasure. Groans and curses under his breath lit a fire in Kokushibou’s soul. His tongue moved quickly while eagerly tightening his throat and focusing on the tip of Yasumebe’s cock. Sucking in his cheeks to create more force and flattening his tongue to lick up and taste up off the thick and delicious precum coming out of the tip.

“Enjoying yourself Upper Rank? Good we are only getting started…”

TO BE CONTINUED-

[plaguechyld]

sub! Kokushibo x dom!fem! Reader?

Tysm if u make this since I barely see any sub kokushibo fics. Have a great day or night dearest!<3

tyty ! and i agree, there's next to no sub!kokushibou anywhere. may as well write some to change that <3

contains: dom!f!reader, afab!reader, sub!kokushibou, demon!reader, uppermoon0!reader, kind of hate sex, but not really, one-sided rivalry on kokushibo's part, softdom!reader, pegging, spanking, aftercare, smut to fluff

wc: 1425 words

Kokushibou despised you. He really did, after all how could some new demon, a freshly turned one at that, acquire a rank higher than his own? He had been a demon for centuries, honing his skill, becoming stronger and yet you were better. Better in the eyes of the demon king.

But... if he hated you so much then why was he here? Your body hovering over his own, still fully clothed whilst he was bare. All six of his eyes were half lidded as he chewed on his lip, trying to bite back each whine or moan that threatened to spill from his lips as you steadily fucked two of your fingers into him.

"Don't be so quiet, darling. Let me hear you." you'd whisper into his ear as your fingers continued stretching his hole, creating filthy squelching sounds from the generous amount of lubricant you had used.

"C-curse you, you damn siren- AHN!~" Kokushibou's hand slaps itself over his mouth but it's much too late to silence the embarrassingly loud whine he had let out when your fingers pressed right against his prostate.

His pale face is flushed a dark pink with how much he's blushing and sweat drips down his forehead at how much he's attempting to restrain himself. You, of course, didn't like that very much.

"You sound so cute, dear.. but you're aggravating me with how much you're trying to hold back." you hiss, landing a firm slap to Kokushibou's inner thigh, making him let out a soft squeak whilst he arches his back from the impact.

"Don't slap me you- MMN?! ♡" Kokushibou's eyes all flew open when you begin to continuously pad your fingers against that sweet spot nestled deep within his heat. He was helpless to stop his moans from being drawn out from him.

You merely chuckled at the cute reactions that the uppermoon was displaying. You weren't even doing much yet. Kokushibou cried out as your fingers were relentlessly shoved into his hole.

"Aw look at you, you're so wet here." you tease, free hand grabbing his cock. That made Kokushibou let out the cutest squeal, he really really couldn't take both of your hands on him. Obviously, you know this, which is why you were doing it in the first place.

"Curse~ NYGH!♡ y-you..." Kokushibou trails off, too busy getting adorable little "uh's uh's uh's" punched out of him. Well, fortunately for the demon moon, you're nowhere near done with him.

“Hm, is too much for you, baby? Can’t handle just my fingers? Oh you poor thing, I wonder how you’ll fair when I actually fuck you.” You coo in his ear in a low and teasing voice just to make Kokushibou squirm more.

“..can’t! can’t take y-your cock!” Kokushibou squeals, shaking his head before hiding his face in your shoulder, his large frame clinging onto yours as you pull your fingers from his hole and leave a string of wetness behind.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at him finally breaking his bratty streak, finding it amusing. “Oh? I think we can make it fit.” You say in a sultry voice, that teasing smirk once more visible on your charming face. Deity that ruined Kokushibou every time, he could never ever admit that he liked this. He loved it actually. He loved the feeling of his “rival” fucking him open on nothing but her fingers.

You don’t waste another moment positioning your dark black strap-on right against Kokushibou’s rim, watching as he squirms and tries to get away from the foreign feeling out of instinct. But just as usual your hands guide him back to his rightful place below you.

Slowly you begin pushing it in, slow thrusts in and out, working it deeper each time. Kokushibou’s moans are absolutely delicious as his trembling hands scramble to grab onto you.

“Ish t’m-uch! HNGH GYAH!~♡ N-name! Name!” Kokushibou fucking wails when you bottom out inside of him, your massive strap-on pressing right against his prostate. Poor poor Kokushibou, he just couldn’t handle it! He had never been on the receiving end of such sinful things before and his inactivity really showed through his sensitivity.

So he really really can’t help it when cum spurts from his cock the moment you’re fully inside of him. Kokushibou lets out the whiniest cry yet, arching his back like a slut as he orgasms, painting his chest white. His pretty gold and red eyes roll back in his head as his vision goes white with pure pleasure.

You hum, your hands finding his shaking thighs that had clamped around your waist in a deathhold. You rub slow circles on them, coaxing Kokushibou to come down from his high-on-pleasure state.

But you only have so much patience with the fucked out demon lying below you. So after waiting a little while you decide to have some fun.

“Did you just cum from me bottoming out? You really are a slut.” You degrade him with a silky smooth voice as your hips start moving without warning. Your eyes are narrowed with lust as you stare down at Kokushibou’s pretty pleasure filled face.

Your thrusts are slow at first but it's still enough to send Kokushibou flying into oversensitivity. “Puh- PLEASE!!~” Kokushibou wails as tears roll down his flushed cheeks.

“Too m-muuhh-ch! Sensi- mmhn~!!♡ N-no more- AHN!~” Kokushibou’s desperate begs and pleads for your mercy fall on deaf ears as you grab his hands, pinning the demons wrists above his head as you use your other hand to through one of his legs over your shoulder.

Kokushibou just cries more when you restrain him, not letting him grab onto your body and use it as an anchor. You lean down, kissing away the tears from each of his six eyes as you thrust deep into his warm heat, making him clench around you from the tenderness of the attention you gave him and the intensity of the pleasure he was experiencing.

“N-name..~” Kokushibou actually whines your name, wanting you to let go of him so that he can cling to your body again. You decide to take pity on the poor demon, releasing his wrists in favor of pushing his legs up beside his head.

Your strap hit deeper and deeper places in Kokushibou, making his moans and cries turn into wails and shouts. Your back was full of scratch marks that you chose not to heal. After all, why would you? Your darling spent effort on them. ♡

“Pleasheee~ slowwerr!~♡” Kokushibou cries, burying his face in your neck as you successfully fold him in half. Your hands have a bruising grip on his waist and he feels himself melt even more in your possessive grip.

“Shhh..” You whisper before silencing Kokushibou with a deep and searing kiss to his lips which he quickly leans into. Oh the poor baby, he tries so hard but it's impossible! Your mouth is on him, your strap is fucking his hole and now your hand is stroking his overly sensitive and flushed cock.

He arched his back even more than he was before as his legs shook rapidly. Another orgasm was fast approaching and all he could do was let out a weak, “MMNGH!! ‘M cumming!~” before he climaxes for the second time that night.

It’s quite adorable how he actually passes out for a moment, his body too overrun by pleasure to stay conscious. You figure you’ve had your fun with him, so now it's time to take care of his body.

Whilst he’s passed out you retrieve a warm wet wash towel from the nearby bathroom then return to his side. Tenderly you clean the cum off of his chest and tummy and wipe the excess lube from around his hole before discarding your strap on.

You set the rag down, too lazy to go and put it away at that moment and it's a good thing you didn’t get up because Kokushibou soon rose. He let out the softest whine, hands blindly searching for you as he tried to recover from his orgasms.

“I’m here, it's alright, Koku.” You murmur as you settle into bed next to the, for once, docile demon. He merely lets out a content sound before snuggling into your arms, too tired to say another word.

As the two of you drift off in each other’s arms a soft purring sound from Kokushibou can be heard… how sweet, he must really like you. Too bad you'll be getting an earful in the morning. ♡

do not: copy, translate or repost my works.

[lavender-rosa]

Kny characters + most traumatizing internet experiences

(modern au obvi)

That time Nezuko sent Tanjirou a text that said "look at this adorable video of a puppy and a raccoon being friends!!!! :0 🌸" but then when he clicked on it, it was the music video for the song "never gonna give you up" by Rick Astley. Why would Nezuko do this to him?

When Douma left his laptop open for Akaza to accidentally read some of the replies to his most recent tweet. He doesn't even know what those comments meant, but they were scary.

When Douma texted Akaza and Kokushibou a link to an article that talked about a gruesome murder that took place in the town like thirty years ago, with the caption " omg do u guys think ur house is haunted ? O-O" Akaza replied "Douma why are you being so ridiculous" but Kokushibou, who has always been personally convinced that his house is haunted, felt a chill run down his spine...

That time Shinobu sent Giyuu a text that said "giyuu have you seen the latest mitski mv" but then when he clicked on it, it was the music video for the song "never gonna give you up" by Rick Astley.

Sanemi taking the "Am I Gay?" quiz at 3am and then promptly deleting his browser history and attempting to set his computer on fire for good measure, setting off his smoke alarm and waking up the entire house, for which he had no good explanation other than the wholly unbelievable lie that he was trying to lit a scented candle but his hand slipped and landed on his computer keyboard instead.

When Zenitsu made Tanjirou listen to some of Kaigaku's soundcloud rap and instead of finding it funny like Zenitsu assumed he would it gave Tanjirou such a bad migraine he actually started crying.

When Gyutaro is accidentally in the background of one of Daki's selfies and a couple of her ig comments are "who's that guy behind u ????" leading him to fear that they would track him down, invade his home and tear him apart like a pack of wild animals. Daki said "uh...that's definitely not going to happen" but based on what he knows of her following, he maintains it's a likely possibility ok????

When Tanjirou had strep throat and couldn't read aloud to Muichirou like he usually does and Genya, out of the kindness of his heart, offered to sub in, and Muichirou made him read all 38 chapters of "My Immortal" to him, insisting that Tanjirou would do this for him, and therefore if he doesn't that means he is a bad friend.

That time Uzui sent Rengoku a text that said "hey i read this article regarding an unlimited free pizza coupon winning competition i thought you might find interesting, tell me what you think" but then when he clicked on it, it was the music video for the song "never gonna give you up" by Rick Astley.

And last but not least: When Kaigaku left his laptop open for Zenitsu to accidentally read his latest reddit post. Terrifying stuff.

[fallingdownhell]

Request Info!!

So, what follows is a little overview for the fandoms, characters and 'genres' i will write and which ones I won't write.

Also, I'll be adding a character limit. No more than 4 characters per request! If there's more in them, I'll pick out some of them to get to the mentioned number!

The fandoms:

- Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

- Haikyuu

- Demon Slayer

- Vanitas no carte

The Characters:

Both NSFW and SFW:

Genshin Impact: Zhongli, Yelan, Xiao, Wanderer, Tighnari, Aether, Thoma, Shenhe, Rosaria, Raiden, Ningguang, Kazuha, Kaeya, Itto, Heizou, Gorou, Diluc, Dainsleif, Cyno, Childe, Beidou, Baizhu, Ayato, Albedo, Alhaitham, Dehya, Neuvillette; Wriothesley; Chlorinde; Navia; Lyney, Arlecchino, Kinich, Ororon, Capitano,

Honkai Star Rail: Gepard; Blade; Aventurine; Dr. Ratio; Gallagher; Argenti; Black Swan; Kafka; Dan Heng; Sunday; Boothill; Jing Yuan; Sampo; Acheron; Moze; Jiaoqui; Feixiao;

Haikyuu: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Tsukishima, Kiyoko, Keishin Ukai, Saeko Tanaka, Kuroo, Kenma, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Bokuto, Akaashi, Semi, Tendou, Terushima, Sakusa, Komori, Kita, Osamu, Atsumu, Suna, Aran

Demon Slayer: All the Hashiras (except Muichiro), Muzan, Akaza, Kokushibou, Douma

Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé, Jeanne, Dominique

Regarding NSFW Requests:

- I write both Top/Dom AND Bottom/Sub reader, but I do prefer to write for Top/Dom Reader, since I don't really see that too often around here

-Regarding NSFW works, I will either write in gender neutral/non binary terms or with female pronouns. No male reader, since I don't feel comfortable with that

- I also write for character x character ships (counting all of them would be too much for here, but I am a Multishipper, so I'm okay with most stuff so long as it's not something with a huge age gap or illegal)

- I am pretty much okay with most kinks (except for the very, very heavy stuff, like piss kink, scat, non con, rape, etc....)

ONLY SFW

Genshin Impact: Bennett, Chongyun, Collei, Faruzan, Fischl, Razor, Hutao, Jean, Kokomi, Kuki Shinobu, Layla, Nahida, Sucrose, Venti, Xiangling, Xingqui, Yanfei, Yunjin; Furina; Freminet; Lynette

Haikyuu: Nishinoya, Tanaka, Yamaguchi, Hinata, Kageyama, Yaku, Kyotani, Ushijima

Honkai Star Rail: Bronya; Seele; Himeko; Huohuo; Jingliu; Luocha; Ruan Mei; Silver Wolf; Topaz; Welt; Yanquing; Guinaifen; Luka; Serval; Yukong; Tingyun

Demon Slayer: Tanjirou, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Tamayo

Vanitas: nothing to be added right now

Some of these are just personal preferences for what I feel comfortable with. I ask of you that you please don't ask NSFW stuff for characters that I don't feel comfortable writing for.

If a certain character is not mentioned at all, than that just means that I DON'T write for them.

I DO feel comfortable writing heavier topics like self harm, depression, suicide, death and stuff like that, as long as it is not glorified or romanticised. Stuff like that should always be taken seriously, never be taken lightly, made fun of or be glorified. That is just wrong.

What I don't write, ever:

Obviously illegal stuff like Incest and rape, etc.

I won't write for children characters (i.e Klee, Diona,...), especially not explicit stuff. If anyone were to ask something like that off me, that person will be immediatly blocked.

Also, I won't write anything including pregnancy or stuff with kids, since I don't feel comfortable with these topics, at all.

Okay, I think that should be all for now. If I did forget anything or you still have questions, just ask away and I'll answer them as soon as I get to them.

With that being said, I wish you a pleasant rest of your day/night!<3

[shrapnelsong]

“I wanna hear you. Scream it again.”

[ sweet filthy things to say~ ]@dxmonicmoon

     Even while being intimate, he often set forth challenges for himself and for her, always seeking to better them in body, mind and soul. She was both used to and glad to follow his lead. He had not only allowed her to grow to her full potential as a warrior but also taught her what pleasure actually felt like. As a kunoichi, sex was just another tool in her arsenal. But with him... 

Her master’s favorite challenge was one of restraint, keeping one’s calm and composure in the face of anything. It was a challenge she consistently failed while sharing his bed. Yuzuriha tried her best to keep herself centered and not succumb to the overwhelming pleasure of having him inside her, but she always broke first into a quivering mess of moans and pleas.

She’d been doing so well this time. She was on her hands and knees, the small of her back beautifully arched for him, his strong hands keeping her hips still as he thrust - steady and deep but slow. Despite wanting nothing more than to push back against him, urge him to go even a little faster, Yuzuriha remained in place, moaning quietly under her breath.

But he was never one to keep the same rhythm for too long. After all, one needed to be prepared for everything. He pushed himself fully inside her, hard and fast, and pushed her right off the edge of her pleasure. Her entire body quivered with the intensity of the orgasm and, without her meaning to, his name escaped her lips. And something in him seemed to snap.

Suddenly, he was pounding into her with abandon, and she had to lower her head to the bed, fingers gripping onto the sheets. “Master, please..!” She couldn’t help but plead. She’d not even climbed down from one orgasm and he was already pushing her through another, the sinking of his strong fingers onto her hips seemingly holding her afloat in utmost pleasure.

His growled order sent a shiver down her spine, another hard thrust that seemed to target every sensitive spot inside her all at once bringing her right to the peak again. “Michikatsu~!”

[chysalxsm]

─── ❝ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ❞ ───

Info: for what fandom's I write for and for what kinks, I'm comfortable writing for

Genshin Impact:

Diluc:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

You walk into the Genshin men pleasuring themselve [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

DILF!Diluc [Diluc x gn!reader smut]

Rough!Diluc [Diluc x gn!reader smut]

Vampire! Diluc [Vamp!Diluc x gn!reader smut]

Jealous! Diluc [Jealous!Diluc x gn!reader smut]

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Kaeya:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

You walk into Genshin men pleasuring themselve [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

Oral fixation [Kaeya x fem!reader smut]

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Albedo:

How the Gebshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Zhongli:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

You walk into Genshin men pleasuring themselve [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

Two is better than one... [Zhongli x gn!reader x Childe smut]

Wanna make you feel good.. [Dom!Zhongli x Sub!gn reader smut]

Not what I thought... [Zhongli x reader smut]

DILF!Professor Zhongli x Gn!student reader [Zhongli x gn!reader smut]

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Childe:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader smut]

You walk into Genshin men pleasuring themselve [various Genshin men x gn!reader smut]

Two is better than one... [Zhongli x gn!reader x Childe smut]

Soft for you [Soft Dom!Childe x gn!reader smut]

Choke on it [Hard Dom!Childe x gn!reader smut]

Alien!Childe [Alien!Childe x gn!reader smut]

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Xiao:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Gorou:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

You walk into Genshin men pleasuring themselve [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Itto:

How the Genshin men fuck you and to which song [various Genshin men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Scaramouche:

Wedding night [Dom!Scaramouche x Virgin!gn reader]

Hot neighbor DILF! Scaramouche [DILF! Scaramouche x gn!reader]

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Thoma:

I'm your good boy,right? [Sub!Thoma x Service dom! gn reader]

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Demon Slayer:

Giyuu:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Rengoku:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Uzui:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Sanemi:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Obanai:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Muzan:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Akaza:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Douma:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Enmu:

How the Demon slayer men fuck you and to which song [Various kny men x gn!reader seperate smut]

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Kokushibou:

Rough [Dom!Kokushibou x Sub!gn reader]

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Twisted Wonderland:

Leona Kingscholar:

Leona on a rut [Horny!Leona x fem!reader smut]

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Vil Schoenheit:

You're so good for me [Vil Schoenheit x gn!reader smut]

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Jujutsu Kaisen:

Toji:

How the Jujutsu Kaisen men fuck you and what position they prefer [Various JJK men x fem!reader seperate]

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Nanami:

How the Jujutsu Kaisen men fuck you and what position they prefer [Various JJK men x fem!reader seperate]

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Gojo:

How the Jujutsu Kaisen men fuck you and what position they prefer [Various JJK men x fem!reader seperate]

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Getou:

How the Jujutsu Kaisen men fuck you and what position they prefer [Various JJK men x fem!reader seperate]

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Sukuna:

How the Jujutsu Kaisen men fuck you and what position they prefer [Various JJK men x fem!reader seperate]

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Monsters:

Yautja:

Pleasure [Yautja x reader smut]

Chainsaw man:

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[theredsuzuran]

Kᴏᴋᴜsʜɪʙᴏᴜ, ᴅᴏᴜᴍᴀ x ғᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ NSFW ❣︎ ]

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Kokushibou~

Tags : non-con, dom-sub, hate sex, fingering, creampie, belly bulge.

"I believe you want to decapitate my head, no?"

The demon spoke calmly while teasing that swollen clit of yours on the other hand his long wide digits pumped in and out of your tight wet core vigorously. Ending up like this after dedicating your life to the crops is rather humiliating but instead of cowering with shame and disgust, you find yourself enjoying every thrust that penetrated deep inside the clenched hole of yours, prevailing a pure state of ecstacy.

"Speak of yourself filthy demon" you managed to speak between low grunts by resuming the lweds noises from escaping your soft trembling lips. A series of swift slaps landed onto your bare tits molding the flesh roughly in the process accompanied with pinches in the hypersensitive bud erected high due to its intensity. Your knees shuddering with each blow as kokushibo slaps harder simultaneously in your hip and breast without mercy.

How did you two end up like, this night was supposed to predict the future of humanity, either one of your demise, yet there you were being fucked by your sworn enemy. Hate was an understatement to define the feelings you store for him, lothe was the correct word. You loathed him for long as you can remember starting from the way he overpowers you to the way you whimper helplessly beneath his touch. All the insults he throws at you with his gaze locked directly over your frail quivering frame, caressing your forbidden places, fluids overflow shamelessly from your heated cunt.

Hovering on top of your small delicate body, the tall demon bends you aggressively against the tree stem. Fearing what might happen next, you tearfully pleaded but was it too late for he gropes your hips with such force rubbing his cock in between them.

"Weak" is all that come out from the silence, that one thing you never wanted to hear especially from him, it was unacceptable how he honorably stood as if he was mocking at your pathetic state while you lower you head down due to mind numbing pleasure, unable to put up with this degradation you decided to work on your impulses, applying all your remaining force you lifted your head only to be pressed down allowing him to hold a fistful of your hair roughly. 

"You think you can defeat an upper rank?" he yanked your hair roughly causing you to flinch with pain, and before you knew his member slide inside your drenched opening, you clinged onto his toned chest scratching his shoulders. He began pounding you with inhuman speed, his other hand spreading your leg wide as he mercilessly pumped his shaft upto your cervix creating concussions all over your body, belly bulging out due to his length. The forest filled with lwed moans, pants and grunts accompanied with sloppy noises of bare skin clapping against one another as the two of you continue to bang.

"Look at me" kokushibo ordered with his low voice, as an act of rebellion you refuse to listen to him gritting your teeth in protest. Suddenly he grabbed your face roughly to stare at you with his menacing eyes, your faces inches apart ready to mingle with burning passion but now would he let your lips connect? Demons are not capable of experiencing emotions anymore for they have abandoned their humanity long ago and before you stood one of the most ruthless, cruel demon of all time dominating your fragile little body like a play thing. Saliva drooling off your mouth while your tounge sticking out as he increases his pace gradually, upon witnessing the pathetic sight of yours, he chockes you earning moans of his name from your lips. There was nothing more you wanted than his cock. He shoots it warming up your walls while your juices coating his member reaching your respective orgasm, he releases you from his grip making you fall onto the ground, his hot seeds oozing out off your pussy. Just as you thought your miseries have ended and your life as well he pulled you up the ground earning a loud shriek in response, his usual calm face curving slightly into a sinister expression.

"I know exactly how to break you, (y/n)"

Douma~

Tags : mastrabation, degrading, oral sex, cock worship.

You have always loved the eccentric cult leader from afar which begun from exchanging a glance, you were just an insignificant maid like some other women in his prismatic pair of eyes but devoting your life and soul for his upmost affection became your priority. Everybody desires that whole heartedly you never consider yourself as an exception but you dared intoxicating your thoughts spending tedious nights imagining yourself indulged in sinful pleasure.

Just like any normal day, you were assigned to do chores around the cult including tending your master's room. His scent lingered as you prepared the cushions he would he sitting later "douma s-sama" your lips parted to chante his name, fingers automatically rubbing over the fabric of your heated spot forming inbetween shaking thighs, trembling, as all kind of dirty thoughts engulf your mind Sitting onto the bed you spread them, so blissfully unaware that the one watches intently.

"Look who we have here, (y/n)~ touching herself while calling her master's name" you jolted upwards in utter shock soon turning into shame.

"Don't mind me, continue what you were doing dove" the man beamed with excitement as his lustful gaze roamed upside down.

"I-" you hesitantly replied.

"I won't ask you twice, if you don't want me to force you, do what I say you useless slut" his tone changed in a matter of second the carefree smile he puts up usually is replaced to a completely unemotional one scaring you for you followed his orders fearfully by rubbing your clit infront of him avoiding eye contact. He locked his eyes directly on that dripping entrance. Your wildest fantasies have come to reality.

"Come here" which you immediately obliged to, he motioned to the tent forming in his pants. "Suck" you touched the length with your hand carefully unzipping the fabric, his scent filled your nostrils captivating you to take that inside your warm mouth and you did, swirling your tongue around it kissing and sucking it gradually making the demon groan in satisfaction. You bobbed your head slowly adjusting to his big size and start sucking it upside down when suddenly you were bend down with his nose poking at your wet core, hot breath tickling onto your pussy.

"I thought it would be rude of me to enjoy on my own" he explained his expression just the same as usual as if nothing like that happened before. He stretch his tongue out to have a good taste of your wet little slit. "Oh, did I allow you to stop now, dove?" Then he began assaulting that area vigorously with his long wide tongue making it hard for you to clinge onto his cock. You scream with pure ecstasy while he continue licking and teasing your vulva occasionally sucking on it, each time harder than before. You manage to suck his cock trying to match with his inhuman speed, then he suddenly pull out a string of saliva mixed with your fluids connecting his tongue.

"You really like it no? You have to beg for it if you do" a devilish smirk formed on his features. "I do" you replied trying to clasp the area he assaulted minutes before. "No, be specific, say you are horny little slut who wants to be touched" douma explained his smile never fading away. "Please.." tears forming your eyes, who knew he'd be so sadistic but you can't deny you loved every inch of it however he pocked onto your sensitive erected clit with his sharp nails just enough to not scratch it. "You won't? Too bad" he rubbed it slightly driving you crazy.

"I- want I-it"

"Mm? You want what dove?"

"I want you to touch me master for I am a horny little slut who needs your attention.. please master" you mwealed unable to take his teasing anymore, he bit your clit harshly making you squirm in pain, your walls tightened releasing all the pent up frustration you have stored over his face, you collapsed your eyes rolled back, tongue sticking out.

"That's it?" Douma pouted.

"But don't worry you have to yet make me cum, this day's gonna be so long (y/n)"

[forsworned]

𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐓 𝐔𝐏 ◌ ⊹ 🍸 ◜｡ ࣪ ⁺⋆𖧷

♡̩͙ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. hellooo here is my surprise Valentine’s Day doc hope you michikatsu/kokushibou stans enjoyyyyy read at your discretion

♡̩͙ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. dominatrix!reader, partial sub!michikatsu, nipple play, receiving (f.), handcuffs, flogging, also not proofread LOL

He hadn’t intended for it to get this far, but then again he was the one who had provoked this side of you. Black latex clung to your curves in the form of a mini dress and thigh high boots with criss crossed laces as you you licked your lips as you gazed down at him with narrowed eyes as you fiddled with your riding crop whip. For Heaven’s sake you didn’t even ride horses, but you sure did have something like that on your mind as you bit your lips grazing the leather end against his bare thighs.

“Are you just going to keep me here all night long?” He let out a shaky breath not taking his eyes off of you.

You held the leather tip to your bottom lip and a devilish smile crept on your lips. “Even if I did, you would have no say in that.”

You took the end under his chin and tilted it forward so he could take you in fully. “Isn’t that, right…Michikatsu?”

He tensed at how his name rolled off of your plump and glossed lips. The sound of his handcuffs rattled against the headboard as he readjusted his posture to lay down again. He was completely bare saved for his briefs that had a raging hard on that damn near painful.

“This is what I get for agreeing to your shenanigans.” He groaned.

A swift flog to his exposed abdomen made him hiss with his teeth clenched.

“Don’t talk back to me. Now,” You placed the whip between his thighs in a motion to unfurl them. “Be a good boy and spread your legs for me.”

He begrudingly obliged to your whim and you smiled at him. And what a glorious smile it was. So sickly sweet and mischievous. He knew that all you would do is find pleasure in teasing you all night. Probably pay back for the times he had teased you endlessly in bed making you beg for longer than was intended. What could he say? He was a sucker for you breathlessly panting his name over and over again as you writhed underneath him. I guess you reap what you sow.

“Aw, don’t look so upset. I’ll make it up to you, Michi.”

He didn’t reply to you. Merely he watched every movement and every gesture you made towards him. Even though he never imagined himself to be in a position like this, he couldn’t say he wasn’t enjoying himself.

Black latex definitely suited you and if it were being specially worn for him, who was he to decline you?

“I thought you said I could do whatever I wanted to for Valentine’s Day.” You pouted as you sat on the beside and he only sighed.

“Did I say anything not in favor of this?” He raised his brow at you as you fiddled with your flog and chewed on your lip.

A sweet smile on your lips. “Are you enjoying it then?”

He stared at you for a moment before answering. His cheeks painted carmine now as he averted his gaze. “And if I was?”

Your tongue glazed over your glossed lips. “Then I’ll continue.”

Your face mere inches away from his as you crawled on top of him and met his lips with yours and he sighed at your contact. But it didn’t last for long as you had pulled away and struck his bicep causing him to sharply inhale.

“You’re having too much fun with that.”

You swayed it around before swatted him harshly again on his left nipple and groaned involuntarily. Your arousal pooling at the sounds he was making. “Don’t act like you don’t like it.”

A small ‘tch escaped his lips as he knitted his eyebrows at you and closed his eyes.

“That’s right.” You hovered over him as you placed hot kisses down his neck and then pressed your lips to the shell of his ear. “Just relax.”

The sound of his handcuffs rattling against the headboard again and giggled. “Do you want to come out?”

“Obviously.”

“Hmmm.” You took out the key from the nightstand drawer and waved it around in front of him so tauntingly. “What should I do?”

At this point he had given up on even trying to convince you. He had agreed to whatever you wanted so he would simply oblige and put up with whatever you wanted him to do with limitations, of course. (he ain’t want nothin up the butt)

You stood up as you slowly unlocked the handcuffs and he was quick to put his arms to his sides again, but you were quicker. You flipped him over on his stomach and handcuffed him from the back.

“You minx.” He chuckled against the comforter.

“You’re one to talk. You’re not going to escape me.” You nibbled at his ear before pulling down his drawers and swatted his bare ass.

He let out a stifled moan and you smirked down at him. His long hair cascaded down his back and spilled onto the mattress. You ran your fingers through his tresses before pulling on them from his scalp and he let out a small growl as you took his earlobe into your lips. He sighed against your touch and his hands were now in fists as you kissed down his neck marking it while you took in his delicious moans.

“If this is how you’re going to take this, I wonder how it’s going to be like when I peg you.”

His eyes shot open and he gave you a disgruntled look before you burst out into a fit of laughter.

“You wouldn’t dare, [name].”

“I’m only kidding!”

“You better be.” He replied as he turned back around to lay his head against the blanket.

You giggled as you stood up and hovering your fingers over the lock of the handcuffs. “If I unlock this, you are not to ravage me . Do you hear me?”

A grinned against the sheets. “Yes ma’am.”

“I’m serious.” You pulled him by his hair once again and he hissed as you brought your lips to his ears again. “Don’t disobey me.”

“Or?”

“There will be consequences.” You shoved him back down before unlocking them and he shuffled to turn around on the bed while sitting laying down.

“So, when are you going to tell me what to do, again.”

Another flog daringly close to his scrotum. “Fuck!”

“I said don’t talk back to me.” You rubbed your whip as you looked down at him.

He let out a sharp exhale as he observed the area where you had harshly flogged him. His skin was red and welted as he had expected.

You slowly unzipped your dress from the front as your breast spilled out, but to his surprise you were wearing a latex g-string. His mouth dropped and he had to hold himself back from touching your waist and tugged your form to him as he did not want to suffer another thrashing from you.

“I know you want to touch me, Michi.” Your fingers danced over your hardened nipples.

Only the sound of his heavy breathing as his maroon eyes bored into you while he chewed his cheek. Your grin widening as you leaned down on his form as your bare chest touched his own and he had to let out another breath out as he bit down on his lower lip.

Your lips were now on his chest as you ghosted over his nipples and took one of them into your mouth. His Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he squeezed his eyes shut as he gripped at the sheets.

“[name]...” He panted out softly.

“Yes, baby?” You gazed up at him with twinkling doe eyes.

He didn’t want to admit how good you were making him feel, but at this point there was no use in hiding it.

“Can I request something?”

“I don’t know. Can you?”

“May I request something?”

You chuckled. “Yes, you may.”

“Can you keep doing that and while you jerk me off, please.”

You bit your lip and placed a chaste kiss against his lip. “Do you like what I’m doing?”

He couldn’t resist your pretty smile as he involuntarily reached out to brush the hair out of her eyes and you let his gesture slide. Mostly because he looked so damn sexy with hair spilling down his shoulders and his cheeks were flushing vermillion.

“Yes, please continue.”

You simply beamed your gorgeous smile at him before kissing his lips again and using your free hand to start pumping his hard length in hands. His precum was already overflowing so you used it to lubricate his member as you took his nipple in your mouth again and he let out a guttural moan.

Your fingers now between his lips and he opened his mouth to suck on them as they slowly fell to your side again. You continued your ministration until you could feel him edging to his orgasm and then you stopped.

He raised his head to glare at you and you laughed. “You thought I was going to let you cum that easily?”

You raised your form as you took off your panties and then placed your legs on either side of his shoulders. He gawked at the wetness that was glistening under the candle that you lit earlier and he was practically drooling at the sight of it before he gazed up at you for permission.

“It’s not gonna eat itself.” You lowered yourself onto him and his lips latched onto your pussy not wasting another moment.

You let out a strangled whine as he immediately went for your clit. You could call it revenge for having him wait so long. You raised his hands to cup your ass and pressed them down to signal for him to knead into your skin. He took that opportunity to slap your ass rather harshly causing you to let out a yelp and your fingers wrapped around the thread of his hair.

“I didn’t say you could do that.” You moaned as you grinded down on his mouth.

His lips unlatched from your throbbing slit. “Do you not want me to keep doing that?”

“Shut up.”

He grinned up at you with lips glossed with your arousal. “Is that a no?”

“Stop talking back to me.” You pulled onto his hair harder and his smile never left his face. “Now go back to what you were doing.”

He licked up your slit softly as he maintained eye contact with you. And how you had loved when he did that. Taking in all of your lewd expressions and moans as he pleasured you. It was one of the very many things he was good at. Eye contact was Michikatsu’s thing. Along with reading lips, especially the ones of his students. All the juicy gossip he would bring home to you was all so entertaining to you. You being one of his past students made it all the more funnier when he had told you of things that he heard during his history lessons.

“Michi…” You breathed out as you rolled your lips against his tongue. You chain hanging his front of his visage as he took you in.

“I’m gonna–I’m gonna come.” You cried out and with one finally thrust you felt euphoria wash over you as he drowned in your moans and arousal as it cascaded down his cheeks.

You collapsed onto the bed as your chest rose and fell and he rose his brow at you. “Do you want me to take these off?”

You raised your head for a moment before letting it fall back. “Please.”

He unzipped your heels and carefully peeled them off so as to not damage them. Shoes like this were very expensive.

“Thank you.”

“Of course, madam.” He grinned at you as he emphasized the ‘madam’ part.

You giggled as you caught your breath. “You’re annoying.”

You pushed your form off the bed as you straddled him on either side.

“Already?” He inquired, gazing up at you with anticipation.

“Do you want to be handcuffed, again?” You took both of his wrists and held them above his head.

“And what if I did?”

It was your turn to raise your brows. “Really?”

“The kinkier the better.”

Oh and he meant it. Michikatsu was a man of many kinks.

“Okay~” You sang, not bothering to hide your enthusiasm as you got up and he began to edge himself closer to the headboard.

You grabbed the handcuff and carefully strained him to the best post once more.

“So, what’s next?” He observed your form coming back to encase his body.

“You shut that pretty mouth of yours.” You took his chin in between your fingers as you aligned your center with his hardened length. “And watched.”

And with that your swollen core made his member disappear into you and he threw his head back in ecstasy as you grinded down on him ceaselessly. He had never experienced you riding him like this as you were usually so timid, and tiring yourself so easily. But now you were doing it with ease.

“Where has this [name] been?” He asked between breaths. His eyes glazed over with lust watching your breasts bounce up and down.

Your grip now on his muscular neck. “Practicing on my pillow and the gift you gave me for Christmas.”

His eyes broadened. He had gotten you multiple gifts, but one of them was a dildo in the shape of his dick. It was a gag gift that he had gotten molded because he loved the shock factor of it, but never had he imagined that you used it for your own pleasure.

The thought of you actually using it to practice on him, turned him on even more.

“You are quite the deviant, Madam.” He bit his lip and you didn’t say anything as you picked the pace. This time grinding down harder than before.

That shut him up immediately. Well, not really. He was a moaning mess as he scrunched his eyebrows together while he made an attempt to catch his breath. He could feel his climax coming on as soon as fidgeted under his handcuffs. Those damned handcuffs. They were the only thing keeping him from using his hands to slamming you down on your back and thrusting into you.

“Michi!” You cried out and it snapped him out of his thoughts.

The expression on your face was flushed and obscene as your mouth fell open practically drooling from how good you were making yourself feel from his twitching cock.

“Rub my clit–please.” You breathed.

“I’m kind of cuffed to the bed.” The metal clanged against the bed frame and you stopped as you realized he was in fact completely strained.

You laughed. “Oops.”

You swiftly undid the lock and the handcuffs fell unceremoniously to the carpet and Michikatsu could no longer take it anymore. He began to thrust into you and you let out a moan as he rubbed your clit sending you into another plane of pleasure. You felt your high coming down as he continued to push himself into you and with one finally thrust he came into you.

Warmth spread into you as it oozed out of your pussy and you gasped gazing down at yourself.

“Shit…” He stroked at your mixed arousal and then up at you who was vexed as hell.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that. You’re on birth control.”

You frowned at him as you gathered yourself and flicked his forehead.

“Ow!” His hands flew to the place you struck him.

“Doesn’t mean you can just come into me when you want to, Idiot.”

He chuckled as you pushed yourself off of him. His member was still hard as you released him and began to make your way to the bathroom.

His hand caught your wrist causing you to peer down at him. He looked damn pretty. His skin still flushed and his naked body was glistening with sweat and his smile was so–fucking sexy.

“You make a great dominatrix.”

A ghost of a smile on your lips as you felt your face warm and you left his grasp. “I know.”

He chuckled as he got up from his spot and threw you over his shoulder, ignoring your protests. His hand struck your ass and you whined as you slapped at his back.

“Let me clean you off at least.”

You stopped thrashing under his grip. “This is just your excuse to get back at me.”

He put you down as he started the water in the shower and leaned his form against the cool tiles pushing you up against the wall. His breath warm as he gave you that toothy grin you loved.

“And so what if I am?”

[honey-lemonz]

If you can, could you do another sub Kokushibou smut x Male reader pls when he is  training to get stronger in the forest and starts thinking about the reader and then sits down on a tree stump. He starts to touch him self then the reader finds him and ya Idk I was bored when I made this up.

Sure! Another Yasumebe fic!

Info: this is a continuation of a previous post from me about Kokushibou being a sub to Yasumebe [name]. Please go read that fic because a little references to that. Also I'm allowing tags to happen now and if you want a personalized on for a specific post please PM me! Okay I'm done talking and read the warnings babes!

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, cursing , matsturbation, hate-fucking, biting, spit, begging, possessive nature, mentions of urination, overstimulation, bondage( just Koku being tied up), sub Koku, Hard Dom reader, enemies-to-lovers(maybe)fuck, humiliation kink, degrading and dirty talk, anal fingering, face-fucking.

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE

Kokushibou never envisioned himself in such a pitiful state. Never sensed himself falter in his steps at the mere thought of the event that unchangeable shaken his life to pieces of heaven. 

The dreaded encounter with his new arch-nemesis, the archer demon.

Yasumebe [Name].

A long (hair colored) demon with a phoenix’s slayer mark running up his jaw and face towards the start of his hairline. A demon with lazily fitted clothing that exposed his chest and abdomen happily without a care. The same demon who has a deep-toned voice that allows him to slip his words into one’s ear so sultry-like that it’s evident he has a deeper purpose underneath. A man who stands for his craft of the arrow rather than the generic swordsman craft of his original time. A man who carried scars that looked like lightning carved from the gods themselves in heaven. 

Yasumebe [Name] wasn’t a man who feared death, rather he challenged life. Something Kokushibou himself wished to say for himself that he could do perfectly. To walk a line as he does of honor and regret. But Kokushibou also held deeper ambitions with the archer demon. 

The six-eyed demon was known to go missing from his post of stay, leaving the infinity fortress for weeks on end. His master was too obsessed with the idea of infinite perfection and conquering the sun that either he didn’t care or noticed him being gone. Not that it matters anyway.

Kokushibou’s mind was busy with conflicting and impulsive thoughts about himself. The humiliation of his failure to kill the Archer demon and also getting into a promiscuous situation and feelings for him. The archer was his hated figure, nothing more and nothing less.

But why is it that this demon constantly tangled himself into the mind and likes of upper rank one of the infamous twelve kizuki? Why is it that he is always on edge and feeling his needy tendencies arise? His cock ached from time to time and so did his prostate and cunt. What was the issue? No amount of masturbation and fingering appeased the urges. The forceful attitude, the smirk, and the goodness in the voice of the archer surrounding him and his twitching cock made him audible moan. So pathetic.

Kokushibou rested at an abandoned estate he stayed at times when this happens, which isn’t as rare as he pleases. Constantly cupping his hand on his cock, slowly and roughly pushing his fingers into his needy anal cunt and the groans of a whore he hated but needed. He hated his weakness so much it turned him on in hopes his moans would reach the man he wished would send him into the release he desperately ached to achieve. When he feels his fingers graze his prostate while covered in his cum and own fluids while his other hands slowly drag along his erect cock and press his finger to the tip and rub it quickly with a tiny bit of pressure. The feeling was close to extraordinary but it was so close yet so far. His nipples were erect, his face was sweating and his clothes were saturated in his fluids of sweat, blood, and cum. His legs shook as his supernatural stamina allowed him to keep up but his mind was delayed. The night filled with his pants and grunts. The strong upper rank begged like a dog for release in his mind that the presence coming behind him resting on another tree in the grand forest was not even a threat. Demon slayer, he could easily kill them with a look, another demon? He could kill happily and tell his master they threatened his superiority.

But instead, Kokushibou felt a hand cup the back of his neck and forcefully shove him into the grass below. The demon’s mind snapped quickly to primal instinct and was going to kill whoever pinned him and came about him in such an intimate time. Not to mention when he was so close to climax and then falling short of his arousal.

But instead of being ready to kill Kokushibou became relaxed oddly and aroused when the voice he dreamed about and fancied whispered darkly in his ear. The feeling of his bare chest pressing into his back and the feeling of his ass pressing against his cock and feeling the thickness outline his hakama pants. The hand around his neck readjusted on it and pressed against the front and Kokushibou’s Adam's apple. The squeeze despite most being afraid of suffocation or choking and the obstruction of air and blood only Kokushibou feel the grip points of his fingers and knuckle strength only wanted to obstruct blood and not airflow.

But why? The wind blew along both of them and the archer spoke.

“You truly are a whore for me? You’re lucky your cunt felt so fucking good around my cock or else I would have killed you. Be happy I decided to be nice and give you the pleasure you undeniably want so badly. So be a good whore and moan pretty for me.”

The demon looked at the oncoming horizon, he was a little later than he wanted to be but the feeling of Kokushibou grinding his pretty ass against his clothed cock settled in his mind what he (needed) had to do. The demon called out a name and slowly the atmosphere around them changed. “Notei!” the world shifted and turned into a dark bedroom only lit by candles and a soft fusion rested on the tatami matted floor. Kokushibou’s mind gained blood supply again after the archer released his grip. The six-eyed demon noticed he couldn’t move his limbs and was exposed. He cocked his head to see what the problem is.

Ropes…shibari.

The ropes held him tightly and restricted movement, when he did wiggle the ropes tightened. The smell of iron was evident in them. “Blood demon art? How did I, when-?” The door to the room opened, then closed. No one entered. Kokushibou then felt his iconic ponytail slowly fall and his wild raven locks were free. He tried to flip himself back to see who was behind him but instead, he was forcibly pushed back forward. He heard a grumble. The voice from earlier.

“You sleep for too damn long. You begging me to stuff your cunt but yet you pass out as soon as your face hits the dam futon. Tying you up was also a pain. Gods, your cunt better feel as tight as when I fucked it before. Wasting all this damn time on a whore like you.” Kokushibou’s eyes widened. How long has it been since he opened his eyes? Where was he? 

Kokushibou felt two cool hands rest on his torso and one on his bare thigh. All of his was naked. His cock throbbed as he could feel the teasing look on his back. The archer demon leaned his head onto his shoulder blade and spoke.

“You want to be touched upper rank? You want your cunt to be bred and full of my cum? Do you want to get your mouth stuffed with my cock? You want to be my pretty cocksleeve and slut for all of eternity?” Kokushibou’s eyes widened. To be his and used as his…forever. To be [Name’s] personal fuck toy? Kokushibou felt his brain be much as he nodded feverishly and keened in the shibari-styled ropes. He moved fervently. The archer chuckled and the hand resting on his thigh touched his cock tip. The precum and throbbing were unbelievable on him.

“Use your words upper-rank whore. Tell me what you want. Either I can get you off and kill you or I can use your body as my cum-dump. The choice of your fate. Your master can’t save you anymore.” Kokushibou struggled as his thumb pressed into his tip and his other hand tweaked his sensitive nipple. For being so envious and stubborn, Kokushibou answered quicker than accepting Muzan’s blood. 

“Please! Please Yasumebe, please let me be yours! I swear I’ll give you my loyalty please let e be your plea-” Kokushibou bent himself to lean into the archer while his cock released thick ropes of cum onto [Names] hand. The archer smiled devilishly and moved quickly to touch the aching cunt and probe his fingers into Kokushibou’s anal canal. The demon fingered his middle finger slowly while the upper rank moaned and whined. His fingers lightly grazed his prostate and continued tweaking his nipples. Kokushibou closed his eyes in bliss. [Name] wiggled another finger into his asshole and tried to probe at his prostate. Kokushibou when his finger did touch his prostate jerked and moaned loudly at the undeniable relief and felt his cock tip throb and precum lubed his cock perfectly. Yasumebe himself felt his cock harden. “Your greedy cunt is begging to get fucked, but first you need a little encouragement.

Yasumebe stood behind Kokushibou and made the six-eyed demon backward on his kneeling thighs. Leaned him back right into his bulging cock. The upper-rank demon unconsciously nuzzled himself into [Name’s] thigh and used his bottom set of eyes to see up at him. [Name] removed the confines holding the thick member and it sprung into life. Hitting his upper pelvis, Yasumebe pressed the tip to Kokushibou’s lips.

“Open wide upper rank, I’m being kind enough to be slightly gentle despite you tempting my patience. You bite me and I’ll cut your dick off. Got it?” Kokushibou opened his warm mouth and pushed out his tongue, [Name] despite his promise’s threatening message did gently hold Kokushibou’s neck and push himself into his mouth. The graze of his canines was threatening to his manhood but gods did his mouth feel as heavenly as his cunt.

The archer hissed in pleasure and pushed himself deeper into the upper ranks tightening his throat. Feeling his bob his head as best as he could be so divine that he felt conflicted to touch him in the process. But did he? No. Instead, he bucked his and gently began to rut into Kokushibo’s mouth. His taste, smell and aura was so addictive and strong. Just the image of strength on him was heavenly. Thrusting into his mouth with the gages, pants of breath, and spit threatening to spill down the eyes of the upper rank was absolute bliss for [name]. To look down on him and see him fucking his mouth with his cock tentatively and the outline being so visible. Gods did he miss this fool's body and it being so desperate for a good fuck. Kokushibou felt the spit from his mouth and tongue dribble out his mouth in pools, almost getting into his eyes. Tears spilled along with his as Yasumebe kept fucking into his mouth. He wanted the taste of his cum in his stomach, to feed off it.

Yasumebe pulled off and in a large gasp, Kokushibou tried to push against the floor and get back his cock in his mouth but [Name] held his jaw tight. Using on-hand to undress his upper body. He pulled Kokushibou up by now his hair and made him kneel on his heels. Looking up at [name] only with tearful eyes and a slobbered face the archer only asked one thing.

“What are you?”

“Your fuck toy,” Kokushibou whispered into the thick air, the smell of sex present and he was covered in it. His upper eyes closed completely and only the lower two sets were open. [Name] yanked his head back by his hair and gripped his jaw with his other hand and made him open wide.

His tongue licked up Kokushibou’s cheek and the spit drooled down his neck and spit back into his mouth. “Swallow.” 

He gulped his spit and opened up again. Kokushibou felt the intense stare he had him in and at the moment he didn’t care how pathetic he looked. He was so desperate for whatever sources of torment he wanted to put him into. Suddenly [Names] tongue was down his throat in a heated kiss with the upper rank reciprocated happily. The groan he felt when their tongued moved against each other so perfectly. With a sound pop! The demon’s lips were connected by a string of spit. [Name]] pushed Kokushibou back onto the futon and settled between his legs. Kokushibou’s cock throbbed and jerked with the slightest of touches. [name] chuckled as he yanked his hair once more and told him. “You better get used to this upper rank, once is get into the needy and greedy cunt. I’m not going to stop. Piss yourself if needed but I’m keeping your word as a cum dump.” 

[Name] alined his cock head with the Kokushibou’s ass-pussy and pushed in slowly. The upper-ranking demon moaned loudly and bucked his hips as cum from his cock again spurted out. Yasumebe took his still erect and hard cock, jerking it roughly but slow as he pulled out of Kokushibou’s cunt. The six-eyed demon whined at the loss and wanted the sensation of being so full and the thickness he desired so badly that he nearly fucking screamed and cummed when [Name] started pistoning him roughly. The demon moaned continuously as the archer abused his prostate and aching cunt. 

This repetitive feeling building in his stomach made Kokushibou fear he was going to cum again but wanted to feel [Names]. Yes, he wanted to feel his cum fill and breed him so badly that it hurts. His whines of frustration made the archer bite down on his thigh harshly making blood spill out. The demon cocked his head up to see [name] licking up his blood but also digging his razor nails into his flesh. Pulling out his abused hole, [Name] flipped himself over. His nails must have released the lower set f robes but kept Kokushibou’s arms tied together.

[Name rested on his back, relaxing on his upper arms.

“I don’t think I need to explain to you, but I’m not doing all the work this time again upper rank.” Kokushibou moved quickly to settle onto his lap and ease his way down onto his thick cock. The mushroom tip pushing upward into his felt like heaven and with [name’s] hand jerking him, his cum covered Yasumebe’s stomach. Kokushibou keened over as he finally settled down and ground his hips slowly on the archer's lap. The moans and grunts in the room were so raw. [Name] slapped and groped Kokushibou’s ass and leaned up to suckle on his nipples. Kokushibou sensing him wanting more and again wanting to please him for his dying satisfaction, began to bounce on his cock which he threw his head back for. [Name’s] other hand started to untie the ropes behind them.

Once his hands were freed Kokushibou wrapped them around the demon’s head and ran his fingers through his scalp moaning in pure bliss. Begging to be touched again after feeling the knot in his stomach tighten again. “Pah-Please [name]! Please-let me fuck- please touch me! Please kiss-!” Kokushibou whined and moaned thinking his pleas weren’t going to be heard but he was wrong. 

“Well since you begged like a god slut, why not?” Yasumebe mumbled into his ear and allowed Kokushibou to take the reins and kiss him feverishly. Gods his cunt was swallowing his cock so good that [Name] didn’t know if he could last any longer. 

Feeling the knot in his stomach snap Kokushibou's moans were covered by the kiss and the connection between the two was covered in more of his seed. The archer groaned and lifted the six-eyes demon up and thrust upward, pounding his cunt and chasing after his climax. The upper rank moaned loudly and shook in overstimulation.

With a final snap of hips upward the archer demon, [name] moaned as he filled the upper ranks cunt. The euphoria the demon felt was surreal. Kokushibou went limp and numb. Yasumebe groaned as he filled him more and more. Not even daring to move out of his hole. Within the next few moments of rKokushibou were a blur.

One moment he is feeling [name] pull himself out and the next he feels something warm across himself. More so all around himself. What was the meaning of this? Kokushibou opened his eyes to be sitting in a tub and the archer wearing different clothing than before. How did he pass out again? “I see the aphrodisiac worked perfectly in your favor upper-rank. Had me fulled you were going to go against me in the beginning. Luckily thanks to your confession and adorable fucked out face I knew it to be true.”

Kokushibou tried to stand but his legs didn’t move.

He smelt the faint scent of a flower-like aroma- “Wisteria poison.” He wanted to question but it came as a statement.”Hmm? Yes, I’m happy you can tell now that you don’t reak of my cum. You should be grateful I cleaned you up and offered you plenty of rest after our first round.” The archer put on the large iconic hat he and other samurai from his era were known to wear. He walked up to the tub and forcefully grabbed Kokushibou’s face. A good lick up to his first set of eyes to make him shudder for good measure.”I do believe you are confused huh upper-rank one? Am I correct?” Kokushibou didn’t speak. 

“Well since you want to be rude about it, during your fucked-out stage and even before then when I used your throat as my own fleshlight. You pledged your loyalty to me. Therefore I assume you do know whatever I say and want you will complete. The bite on your leg should have healed and left a little token of my hospitality.”

The archer let go of his hair and walked out of the bathhouse room. The demon quickly lifted his legs to check what in the world he spoke about- it was the insignia of a phoenix. A small fiery bird curled on its own. Kokushibou felt a rush of memories flood back to him. 

His eyes widened, his tongue. The poison was laced within his tongue, the aphrodisiac, the kiss, and the bite-. “He planned this.” Since he had seen Kokushibou in the forest and go to rest in the abandoned estate, he planned all of this. Kokushibou sat to himself in the tub quietly. The coals in the room kept the bathhouse warm. He oddly wasn’t enraged or upset.

Rather he was happy. Happy that the archer he hated so much, was his. He was yours.

“Finally…relief.”

END <3

[plaguechyld]

Demon Slayer

♡ - nsfw ✧ - sfw

Muzan

Ghost!Muzan ♡

Ghost!Muzan AFAB ♡

Sub!Muzan ♡

NSFW headcanons ♡

Muzan and Enmu grinding on reader's thighs ♡

Sub!Muzan x Reader x Kokushibo ♡

Omega!Human!Muzan x Reader ♡

Eating out AFAB Muzan ♡

Enemies with benefits ♡

Omega!Muzan x Enigma!Reader headcanons ♡

Eating out Muzan drabble ♡

Kokushibo

Sub!Kokushibo ♡

F!demon!reader x Kokushibou ♡

Douma

Omega!Douma ♡

Akaza

Aphrodisiacs ♡

Enmu

Muzan and Enmu grinding on reader's thighs ♡

Kagaya

You Don’t Need Your Eyes to See ✧

Fucking Kagaya to sleep ♡

Sub!Kagaya x Dom!Gn!Reader ♡

Giyuu

uppermoon!reader x sub!giyuu ♡

[leedosbunnyboy]

About Me!

hi!! you can call me andrew or drew. i'm a libra, and i like music, all sorts of media, and writing. i write for male readers. this post is to show what i write for! you can find my masterlist here.

What I write for:

smut

male reader

poly

sub/dom/switch reader

bottom/top/verse reader

AUs

age gaps (both must be 18+)

What I don't write for:

incest

non-con

body waste kinks

beastiality/hybrids

little space

underage

Kpop

Groups

ATEEZ

CIX

ENHYPEN

KARD

NCT

ONEUS

P1Harmony

The Boyz

SEVENTEEN

Stray Kids

Zerobaseone

Solo

Kim Youngjo (RAVN)

Wonho

Woodz

TV

Seven Deadly Sins

Arthur Pendragon

Ban

Estarossa/Mael

Gilthunder

Hendrickson

Howzer

Meliodas

Monspiet

Zeldris

Naruto

Haku

Itachi Uchiha

Kakashi Hatake

Neji Hyuga

Sai

Sasuke Uchiha

Shikamaru Nara

Dragon Ball

Son Gohan

Demon Slayer

Akaza

Douma

Giyuu Tomioka

Kokushibou

Kyojuro Rengoku

Muzan Kibutsuji

Tanjiro Kamado

Tengen Uzui

Yoriichi

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Castiel

Sam Winchester

Sweet Home

Cha Hyun-Su

Jung Jae-Heon

Pyeon Sang-Wook

All Of Us Are Dead

Cheongsan

Suhyeok

Wujin

Games

Pokémon

Adaman

Alain

Blue

Drayden

Drayton

Gold/Ethan

Leon

Marlon

N

Professor Kukui

Raihan

Red

Steven Stone

Volo

Genshin Impact

Arataki Itto

Tartagalia

Tohma

Zhongli

[demonslayedher]

The Sharing of Demon Cells

Kibutsuji Muzan is the basis upon which all other demons live. They were altered by his cells, having more of his cells makes them more powerful, he can reach into their thoughts and sight whenever he likes, and should they ever slip up and say something that will pose a threat to him, the cells of his that each demon carries will act as a curse and kill them. But each demon is also an individual, and their own cells determine what sort of being they'll become, and how useful they'll be to Muzan in doing what he cannot. To what extent can their own cells be shared and influence others, a reflection of the way Muzan's can be? This will be heavily based on info presented in Fanbook #2, but will also look at cases throughout the manga.

Influence of Muzan's Cells First, let's consider how unique or separate the demons are in the first place. All demons have Muzan's cells, except Yushiro who was created without them, and when Muzan was killed all the demons died too. This dependency, as well as the fact that each demon essentially acts as a long-distance extension of Muzan, might make it seem like they are a hivemind, or like an aspen forest, in which it looks like there are lots of trees but actually they are all one living entity connected by their roots. However, I think it's better to think of Muzan like one core tree, and the other demons like plants that growth on top on him with roots dependent on him, though they use their own leaves to reap... well, sunlight. Maybe this is a bad metaphor. We can still, however, thing of them as intimately intertwined.

Essentially, they are their own unique beings almost like parasites to him, because in most cases we've seen of people turning to demons, there was more or less a death of the human. In the two cases of demons turning human again, with the help of medicine to unweave themselves from Muzan, the mere time spent as a demon which self-repairing cells was what already zapped life back into them. In other cases, while still intimating interwoven with Muzan, that means they'd have been dragging down with him. This means Nezuko got very lucky with her timing that the medicine had an effect on her before Muzan perished; though perhaps she freed herself enough that this would not have had an effect. For those demons that aren't as lucky (Tamayo had a pure stroke of luck being able to break from, as though the thorny vines turned brittle enough for her to break through when Muzan was in pieces after encountering Yoriichi, and then it was impossible to bring her back), this means being vulnerable to Muzan's wishes at any time. While Muzan himself is essentially in pieces at all times, what with being present inside of each of his demons, he is the progenitor of demons, and this doesn't cause him any ill effects (making him more like a host rather than interdependent). However, other demons have also shown this ability to break themselves into multiple pieces.

The Swamp Demon: One demon in three bodies showing different attributes, but all the same being. Notably, this was not it's only Blood Technique, it had also developed a whole sub-dimension. Pretty rough first mission for a newbie, although it's possible it did not yet have mastery of its own rather impressive techniques (like Kaigaku). Hantengu: His self-splitting is more complicated, in that he first gains strength when he is cut, especially in taking on younger forms, until reaching the limits of this. Make enough copies, and his copies will no longer gain extra strength, like how repeated clones will have shorter and shorter DNA code on which to base themselves, or how photocopying copy after copy instead of the original will lead to blurrier copies. While like the Swamp Demon these different bodies show different personalities, it's a more advanced technique because they also show entirely different abilities, and function like multiple demons that happen to share the same basic identity. What gets really interesting is when one of these demons forcefully absorbs the others and grows more powerful.

Demon cannibalism is not an ideal way of gaining strength, but it happens. As mentioned in this post analyzing how demons rely on their human diet, demons at the Final Selection were known to eat each other, but clearly this doesn't make them as formidable as eating humans would, and it may had only been a desperate act to quell their own maddening hunger. However, in cases when demons have challenged each other, the loser may be absorbed. That is precisely what Kokushibou did on two of the three occasions he was challenged for the Upper Moon One rank, according to Fanbook #2 (he decided not to eat Akaza because he liked him). This cannibalism was done with Muzan's permission, and if it's anything like Sekido absorbing the other Hantengu quarters to become Zouhakuten, then we can assume Kokushibou got stronger because of the cells he took from those demons, perhaps similar to how cells from Muzan can make a demon more powerful. While we're on the topic of Upper Moons, Fanbook #2 states that only they have the permission to make other demons, and even so, they must ask Muzan for permission first. I'm assuming they're also the only ones allowed to call Muzan up on the mental telephone line instead of just be on the receiving end. If Muzan agrees, their blood is changed, so essentially what they give the new demon hopeful is not their own blood, but Muzan's. There is only demon we know of who has permission to share his own unique cells, which influence demons in their own unique way, separate from the influence Muzan already has. Lower Moon Five, Rui, simply by virtue of being a favorite. Fanbook #2 tells us:

Although he's only been a demon for less than twenty years, he's especially skilled, and well-favored by Muzan. In terms of absolute abilities he's thought to be more like Lower Moon One or Two, but since he isn't concerned about what number he is he's never applied for change in rank. Muzan anticipated Rui being able to kill Pillars. He probably would had been able to have a good match with a Pillar if he first reabsorbed all the abilities he split up amongst the demons playing the roles of his family (that is, his Blood Techniques which he lent to them by making them drink his blood, which gave them spider appearances), and he probably could had gotten even stronger. However, because he got over-emotional while fighting Tanjiro and the others on Mt. Natagumo, he made some misjudgments. He has a tendency to do simple attacks just throwing his weight around when he gets angry. If Rui were defeated first, his family member demons, who could not originally use Blood Techniques, would lose those abilities.

We can infer a few things from this: --All of those techniques were Rui's in the first place --Rui became weaker by doing this (though his overall strategy in spreading his abilities lead to lots and lots of Demon Slayer Corp deaths, so this is probably part of why Muzan allowed it), so there are limitations in how thinly he can spread himself --If not Rui's personal techniques and instead developed by being in combination with the individual demons' he shared his blood with, that's perhaps part of why he could had gotten more powerful by reabsorbing his own blood/blood techniques. While Rui did have special permission, I think it's also partly because Rui lacked ambition, so he never would had set about to challenge Muzan by spreading his own personal influence. Just think what, say, someone like Gyokko would had done with this permission, and how much he might had abused it in spreading his own taste and influence. Though he's subservient to Muzan, with too much of a taste for power, it's possible he could had tried to overstep his boundaries--not that Muzan would had let that last long the moment he saw it in his thoughts, but keeping tight rules prevents him from ever having to deal with any challenges from among his more powerful demons. If we look at the Rui-Demon Family relationship from the receiving end, though, this is a clear case for how taking cells from other demons can make a demon much stronger, thereby being another option besides eating humans or possible other self-strengthening methods. While they did on the whole become stronger and were newly able to use Blood Techniques with Rui's help, what about other cases of not simply getting stronger, but using each others' techniques as-is? Yahara and Susamaru, perhaps? Not quite, they each used their own Blood Techniques and willingly cooperated with each other, there was no exchange of cells, as far as we know. (That sounds dirty, and we're not going there.) How about when anybody uses Yushirou's papers? First, those abilities were freely lent, and most of the people who used them were human, and there was no ingesting of demon blood required. Perhaps with Nakime, however, forcing his own blood into her may had been how he was able to force her to see illusions. Genya using Kokushibou's techniques? Now we're getting closer. While in his temporary demon state, he was influenced by Kokushibou's cells like Rui's family was influenced by his cells in their appearance. It seems the tree was of his own making instead of being strictly a copy of Kokushibou's techniques, but we can think of this as a crude imitation of the ability to make objects based on demon cells, especially something that requires speedy growth/increase of cells. Later in that fight, Kokushibou displayed the ability to very quickly increase and transform, and the sword which Genya consumed was, essentially, a part of Kokushibou's body. (Still sounding dirty, but nope, we still are not going there.) Very notable is that this is a case of a demon's cells/abilities being absorbed and used against their own will. Even if this did subtract from Kokushibou's abilities like happened with Rui, though, the effect was probably only slight. So then what about when a demon freely wants to lends their own ability to another demon? First of all, Muzan, who will stand for absolutely nothing challenging him, will say no.

Ok. So. What if we can get around that? Answer: Yes, we can. We can totally do this. It's probably just as simple as Rui having other demons drink his blood, and they all probably have some innate ability to influence each other, albeit the more powerful ones having more influence. But, what's super interesting is that their own cells still stay unique to them, even when in another demon's body. Cases in point, Rui's family members periodically changing back to their personal appearance, and Muzan's cells lurking inside of any other demon. And, jumping ahead of ourselves, even when Muzan has absorbed Tamayo, her cells are still so unique that he can even reassemble her. (Worth noting, absorbing one demon probably only had a marginal effect on making him stronger. Also worth noting, at least when inside Muzan's inner space, she's also able to reassemble herself to some extent, and we only see her fade away in peace in a post-chapter sketch once Muzan is dead.)

Speaking of Tamayo, she did freely use a Blood Technique freely given to her by another demon, the man in Asakusa. Once they got him free of Muzan's curse too so he could act on his own will, he could lend the use of his cells and thorny flesh vines to Tamayo, specifically to be used against Muzan in Chapter 138. Muzan's first thought is, "who's Blood Technique is this?" Unsurprising he's long forgotten about the throwaway Asakusa Demon, who has now totally slipped out of his control! But he stays calm, knowing this is like any other demon, and it's not even a huge amount, he can simply absorb this. Which, of course, makes his unwittingly absorb Tamayo's fist, too. Whoops. (Aside: I had initially thought the Blood Technique Muzan uses against Himejima in Chapter 139 was Muzan taking the Asakusa Demon's attack and using it as his own, but Fanbook #2 specifies that this is Muzan's own unique technique.)

Let's back up one more moment. It's one thing to influence each other with your own cells that stay separate and unique, and to lend out Blood Techniques. But what about sharing demon cells in a way that makes it act like like a food, something that can be broken down, totally separated from its former host, and fundamentally transform its new host?

For that, we have medicine.

Yushirou might had been made with Tamayo's cells, or a medicine developed from scratch like the medicine that changed Muzan into a demon, or it could be a combination of both. However, even when Tamayo died, Yushirou could go on living, so he and Tamayo do not have a dependent host/parasite relationship like all the other demons do with Muzan. He certainly felt it with his whole being when he perished, but you could argue that this was the power of love instead of his cells being tied with hers. If her cells were used to create him (which I find likely), being used in a medicinal form severed whatever sort of standard connection there might had been if making demons in Muzan's style, and it also allowed it to fully become a part of Yushirou as an individual, instead of remaining uniquely Tamayo (not that he'd have a problem with that). Getting that process to work took Tamayo over two hundred years. That's probably part of why she could work so much faster with Nezuko's blood, and why she was able to use it as a medicine to help the Asakusa Demon, as stated in Tamayo's letter to Tanjiro in Chapter 127. There's no mention of him picking up traits from Nezuko like Exploding Blood or potential to master the sun, instead, the only effect was helping him break free of Muzan's influence, and perhaps his ability to live on a small amount of blood might also had been influenced by Nezuko's ability to function without it (though I find it more likely Tamayo already had other appetite management methods that helped her and Yushirou which also helped this fellow).

So anyway. While there are demons we don't wish to harm by shedding light on them in a thoughtless metaphor, I hope this was insightful.

[mochis-interlude]

ok so, i saw you were writing for kokushibou and i wanted to ask, something, anything! it can be sfw, nsfw, whatever you feel like writing, i just want to read something about him honestly, thank you <3

did i get carried away with this? definitely. do i regret this? NOPE. hot kokushibou content comin' thru, enjoy. ✨

↠ pairing: kokushibou x fem! reader

↠ genre: smut, pwp

↠ warnings: dom/sub dynamics, size kink, crying kink, rough sex, jealousy sex, display of possession, big dick koku, hard dom! koku

↠ words: 365

↠ summary: he hated seeing douma's hands on you, but he loved the sight of you crying underneath him.

"Did you like having his hands on you?" Kokushibou spat out through gritted teeth, his hands grasping your ankles tightly and pulling them farther apart. You threw your head back into the pillow, all air leaving your lungs as Kokushibou forced more of his thick length between your snug walls. 

"N-no, I would ne..never!" Marks of the demon's teeth stained your neck and shoulders, purple and blue had been sucked into your skin all the way down to your navel and thighs. "Only want y-you!"

Your mouth fell open as Kokushibou crudely wrapped his hand around your neck and let his class draw blood from the delicate skin. His hips never stopped pounding into your tiny cunt, drawing the wettest noises from your leaking core. 

"Oh?" Yellow eyes narrowed at your words, yanking your neck into place so you were forced to meet his piercing gaze. Tears brimmed your eyes. "Douma seemed to be..very fond of you, touching you, eyeing you.." Kokushibou felt his cock twitch at your teary gaze. 

Weakly, you grasped his forearms and let your tears run down your cheeks with no shame, the pressure of his cock knocking against your womb was too much and yet, you were left wanting more. 

"I only w-want you! Only..ah..you, Koku! Douma could die for all I care! I need..need you so b-bad!" You sobbed as all you could do was take the demon's cock, take his scorching glare and bask in how well he split your cunt apart until it burned. 

The demon groaned in approval and almost tenderly shook your head from side to side, his other hand slid down your leg. Goosebumps quickly followed his touch until his fingers found your swollen clit and rubbed the nub in tight circles, making your legs shake. 

"You look so pretty when you cry," Kokushibou cooed and you thought he'd have mercy on you when he wiped your tears away so affectionately, but then he suddenly stuffed the remaining inches of his cock into your small hole, causing you to squirm with each thrust of his strong hips. 

"Cry some more for me, will you? Cry a bit louder, kitten."