#uzui enemies to lovers

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ancient curse (fem!reader x uzui)

WARNING! SEXUAL CONTENT 18+

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The rain pours down in sheets as you stand there, shivering under the weight of your drenched uniform, eyes narrowed on Tengen Uzui. His smirk is the first thing you notice- and the last thing you want to see.

“Well, well,” he says, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he looks you up and down, the rain doing nothing to dim his usual infuriating smugness. “Didn’t think they’d send someone so… fragile for this mission.”

“Oh, is that so?” You cross your arms back, defiant, even as the chill seeps into your bones. “Because all I’ve ever heard about your clan is how oversized their egos are. Guess it’s true.”

His smirk only widens, clearly amused. “Oversized? Sounds like jealousy to me. If you wanted to get closer, you could always marry me. It’d be that fastest way to get you in, you know.”

Your jaw clenches and you roll your eyes. “I’d rather die. You’d probably just make me fetch your weapons all the time. Or, wait, am I too fragile to do that, too?”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’d keep you busy, alright,” he says, leaning in, voice low and smooth, clearly amused at the way you’re growing flustered. “But not with that. You’d be one of my best, I’m sure. Although…” he pauses, raising an eyebrow, “... I think we’d have to work on that attitude first.”

There’s no stopping the heat that creeps up your neck, and his smirk deepens as he registers your reaction. He loves this. Every bit of it. 

You’ve heard rumors of his ego, but actually standing in front of him, it’s almost worse. No, scratch that- it is worse. Infuriatingly attractive, too.

“Keep dreaming, Uzui,” you scoff, forcing yourself to turn away from him. “I didn’t come all the way out here to listen to your fantasies.”

He chuckles, falling into step beside you. “Hey, I’m just saying… If you ever need a clan upgrade, you know where to find me.”

Your eyebrows knit together at the sound of his words, but you decide to ignore him for now.

The two of you trek through the woods, making your way up the mountain where the demon you’ve been sent to find was last seen. The rain slows down, leaving behind a thick fog that makes the usual forest sound deafeningly quiet. 

You don’t mind the silence, and focus on your breathing, grounding yourself with each quiet inhale. Moon Breathing has always come easily to you- a style as silent as it is strong, one that hides in the shadows, relying on subtlety and precision rather than Uzui’s flash and noise.

Uzui, on the other hand, moves like he’s incapable of blending into anything. His footsteps are heavy, his movements confident and assertive, and the tension of him walking close behind you feels like a physical weight pressing against your back. Or, perhaps even more precisely, like nails on a chalkboard.

After some time, he speaks up again, his voice breaking the silence. “So. Moon Breathing. Interesting choice.”

“Passed down in my family,” you reply quickly, not turning to look back at him. “But you knew that. Just like your… Sound Breathing.”

“Ah, yes. Big, flashy moves. Strong and loud,” he says, sounding almost too pleased with himself. “Can’t help that I’ve got style.”

“Or that you have to be the center of attention,” you mutter, rolling your eyes.

“Oh, I’m the center of attention, am I?” He sounds smug, and you want to smack the self-satisfied grin you know is lingering on his face right off.

You give him a fleeting glare. “I didn’t say that.”

“Sure, sure,” he hums, brushing your response off. “Though I think you’re a little too invested in this ‘feud’ of ours. Haven’t you ever why our families hate each other? Or are you just that focused on the curse itself?”

You tense, glancing down at the familiar mark on your wrist- the dark, twisting emblem etched into your skin since you were young. Your clan has always told you it’s a symbol of the curse, a reminder to never trust an Uzui, to never let down your guard around them. His clan carries a matching mark, you know. And here he is, like some living reminder of that damn curse. 

“What is there to wonder about?” you reply coldly, casting a sideways glance at him. “Your family’s always been brash and obnoxious, bound to clash with mine.”

He scoffs, “That’s just what you’re told to think. Your family’s whispers in the dark, my family’s need for the spotlight- as you say. I think it all balances out, don’t you?”

The idea lingers in your mind, sinking in with a strange sense of familiarity. You try to ignore it, but his words leave a mark. It makes too much sense- the way you and he keep falling into a natural rhythm, despite everything you’ve been told.

“Look,” he says, snapping you from your thoughts. “I’ll just go ahead and say it: I think we’ve been lied to. Someone’s gotta question the curse eventually, and, well, here we are. Maybe the cuse is a a way to keep us from getting close, but who says we have to clash?”

You falter. The thought strikes something in you that feels uncomfortably… right.

As night falls, the two of you reach a clearing at the top of the mountain. Uzui scouts the nearby area while you prepare a small fire under the cover of a low tree to keep warm.

“Hey,” he says suddenly as he returns, breaking the quiet. “Nothing’s around now. We should wait.”

You nod as he sits down beside you, scooting closer to the fire to keep warm. The silence between you is comfortable, and you keep poking the fire, watching the flames dance higher, scattering red and gold light across the clearing. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice him glance down at your wrist where the mark sits stark against your skin. His gaze lingers, tracing the familiar shape, his mount turning down in thought.

You chew the inside of your cheek, the gesture feeling oddly intimate, even as you try to keep your focus on the fire. “See something you like?” you ask lightly, a faint smirk tugging at your lips as you arch a brow in his direction.

His eyes flick to yours, and for a moment, he looks almost surprised or maybe caught off guard. Then he grins, and it’s a softer version of his sual smirk, on that doesn’t quite reach the level of his usual demeanor.

"Yeah, actually," he hums, leaning closer.

The warmth in his tone sends a shiver up your spine, and the tension between the two of you is palpable. Your heart beats a little faster, and you feel your cheeks heat up.

Uzui glances over at the fire and smiles, the red and gold light dancing across his sharp features. He looks almost relaxed, his usual smugness tempered into something softer, his expression warm. "You've got more fire in you than I expected."

You chuckle, shaking your head. "I could say the same about you. All that flash and noise, yet you seem to be able to keep your focus. You're more... subtle than I would have thought."

He gives a small laugh, "Yeah, well, there's a lot you might not know about me."

The air is thick with tension as he leans in and there's a beat of silence as he reaches out, almost like he's thinking twice about it, before his fingers brush lightly over the mark on your wrist. It's a soft, lingering touch, one that makes the breath catch in your throat, your eyes darting to his.

"Uzui-"

"Maybe...," he murmurs, voice dropping to something raw and genuine, "maybe the curse isn't about making us hate each other. What if it's the opposite?"

Your mouth goes dry, and for a moment, the words don't come. It feels like something has shifted, the world tilted just enough off its axis that everything is suddenly new. Then, you blink yourself back to reality and fix your posture.

"You think it means we're supposed to be connected?"

The thought settles between you, fragile but undeniable, and as he holds your gaze, something in his expression shifts. "Yeah," he says quietly. "Connected. Or maybe just drawn to each other."

His words hang in the air, and for a moment, neither of you move. The weight of what's unspoken sits between you, the tension mounting as you both hold your breath.

You lean in a bit closer, letting the firelight flicker over the space between you, watching as his eyes soften, his hand still resting on yours. "By that logic, breaking the curse wouldn't be about being free from each other," you mutter. "But about... choosing."

Again he meets your gaze, something warm and almost hesitant in his eyes as he shifts closer.

"Yeah," he breathes, the word almost lost on the wind. "About choosing."

Your pulse quickens, and this time, you reach up, your fingers skimming the collar of his uniform with a slow, teasing touch. "You're awfully confident," you say, raising an eyebrow. "But I suppose that's what I was expecting from you."

It's hard to say which one of you moves first. Maybe it's the same for both of you, or maybe the space between the two of you disappears. Either way, his lips are on yours, the kiss slow and tentative, and for a moment, you forget about everything else.

You can taste the hint of rain and feel the warmth radiating from his skin, the sensation of his free hand resting against your waist making you sigh softly. Your fingers curl into the collar of his uniform, holding onto him like a lifeline, and for a moment, all the tension between you dissolves, leaving behind something new and vulnerable and beautiful.

When you finally break apart, he pulls away just far enough to meet your eyes, his hand still on your wrist. His voice is quiet, his usual confidence softened. "You still think I'm all bark?"

You smirk, feeling the warmth settle in your chest. "I still find you infuriating if that's what you're asking."

He grins, his thumb tracing over the mark on your wrist with an unexpected gentleness. "Guess we'll have to change that."

You smile softly and lean in again, your lips ghosting his. "I think we can manage that," you whisper.

He closes the gap between you, the kiss deeper this time, his tongue seeking out yours, the hand on your waist pulling you closer. You melt into him, savoring the taste of him, the warmth of his touch, and for a moment, none of the old rules or curses or expectations matter.

Uzui's hands roam over your body, cupping your breasts and pinching your nipples through your shirt. You moan softly, your hands clutching at his shoulders as you swing your leg over his hips, straddling his lap. He kisses a trail down the side of your neck, his breath hot against your skin as his fingers work to unbutton your shirt.

"You're so damn beautiful," he murmurs, his voice a low hum in your ear. "So stubborn and fierce and goddamn gorgeous."

You shiver, your eyes fluttering closed as he pulls your shirt open, revealing your bare breasts. His mouth finds its way to your collarbone, sucking a dark bruise into the sensitive skin as his hands squeeze and massage your breasts. You can feel him growing hard beneath you, and grind against his cock, a thrill running through you at the feeling.

"Uzui," you breathe, your hands fumbling with the buttons of his uniform, desperate to feel his skin on yours.

He pulls away just long enough to pull his uniform open, exposing his torso. You trace the contours of his abs, feeling him shiver under your touch, his hands resting on your waist. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," you say, giving him a soft smile. "I'm sure."

With that, he surges forward, capturing your lips in another kiss, his hands gripping your hips tight as he grinds against you. You moan, feeling his hard length pressing against your core, the friction making heat pool in your belly.

You rock your hips, grinding on him until he lets out a low groan. "Fuck," he mutters, his fingers digging into your skin. "Need to be inside you."

You reach down, undoing the button on his pants and pushing his pants and underwear down far enough to free his cock. He does the same, and soon you're both fully exposed, the firelight dancing across your bare skin.

He slides two of his fingers between your legs, stroking your slit before he slips one finger into your dripping pussy. He groans, his cock twitching against his stomach as he feels how wet you are.

"Tengen," you whimper breathlessly as the sounds of your pussy against his finger fills your ears.

"So wet for me," he murmurs, his voice low and husky as he pumps his fingers in and out, fucking you open.

You lean forward, capturing his lips in a heated kiss, moaning against his mouth as he works a second finger into your cunt. You can feel his cock twitching, and you reach down, stroking his length, earning a groan from him.

"Come on, Tengen," you say, breaking the kiss, your voice low and rough. "You're such a fucking tease."

He grins and withdraws his fingers, grabbing your hip with one hand and lining his cock up with your entrance with the other. He pulls you down onto his length without much warning, burying his cock to the hilt inside you.

You gasp, feeling the stretch as your pussy takes him in, the fullness sending sparks of pleasure through you. He groans, his grip on your hip tightening as he starts to move, pumping his cock in and out of you.

"Shit, Tengen," you moan, his thrusts filling you up perfectly, hitting just the right spot inside you.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groans, his breathing labored as he fucks you harder, his hips slamming into yours. "Such a good girl."

You rock your hips, meeting his thrusts, feeling his cock stretching your pussy. His free hand finds your clit, and he starts rubbing it in time with his thrusts.

"Yes, harder," you cry out, letting your head fall back as he bounces you on his cock, his fingers rubbing fast circles around your clit. "Harder."

"I'm gonna make you cum all over my cock," he growls, his grip on your hip almost painful, his thrusts growing faster, more erratic. "I wanna feel your pussy clench around my cock as you cum."

You moan, your nails digging into his shoulders, your pussy clenching around him, the coil of pleasure tightening in your stomach.

"I'm close," you pant, your walls fluttering around his cock.

"Me too," he groans, his hips stuttering as he fucks you faster.

You shut your eyes tight, your whole body tensing as the pressure builds, until it's too much. You cum with a cry, your pussy clenching around his cock, your release washing over you. He fucks you through your orgasm, his thrusts becoming sloppy and erratic, until he finally pulls out, his cock pulsing in his hand as he finishes, spilling his cum all over your thighs and stomach.

"Fuck," you breathe, letting yourself collapse into his arms, his strong arms wrapping around you as you come down from your high.

You rest your head against his shoulder, the sound of the rain beginning to fall again and the crackling of the fire fading back into focus. You sit there together, wrapped up in each other, the warmth of his skin chasing the chill away.

"Are you alright?" he asks softly as you pull away slowly.

"Yeah," you hum, looking over at him. "I'm alright."

"Good," he smiles, kissing your forehead.

"We should probably get back to the village," you say reluctantly, the thought of returning to the reality of your respective clans hanging over you. "It doesn't seem like there's any demon here anymore."

He sighs, his grip tightening around you. "Yeah. I suppose we should."

You both dress, the tension between the two of you thickening with the thought of the distance to come. But as he looks at you, you're reminded of the way his touch felt, the way his skin felt pressed against yours, and you find yourself hoping this won't be the last time you see him.

And, somewhere deep in the forest, a demon laughs.

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31 Make a Wish

This was quite the ride. Thanks for everything @flufftober. And now to one last SaneGiyu OS!

When Tengen started handing out notes with dishes, Sanemi made his first attempt to flee. In hindsight, that was a rather dense idea as it only resulted in Tengen casually grabbing him by the collar and pulling him right back to the group. The second attempt was thwarted by a pointed look Shinobu shot him that made him stop mid-motion. Anyone else Sanemi did not really care about but Tengen and Shinobu were the two people he did not want to cross in this specific situation. Shinobu because she had something about her that held power over him. And Tengen because the self-proclaimed god of festivals took festive matters deathly serious, making it a great risk to not adhere to his orders in this matter. And even though Sanemi was strong, Tengen was a tad bit stronger and probably able to pin him down if fueled by his festive rage. And thus, Sanemi accepted his fate with a sigh and shook his head when Shinobu asked if anyone had any questions.

While the crowd dispersed, Sanemi looked down at the note in his hand and grimaced. At least he did not have to help with any other preparations. Spending the next morning in the kitchen to prepare his assigned dish was annoying enough. For all that mattered, it was not a very complicated dish and even one that Sanemi had made a few times before. But combined with the very clear message that anyone who did not show up or did not wear a costume would be burned at the stake, this did sour Sanemi’s mood quite a bit. A shiver ran down his spine when he remembered the leopard onesie Shinobu had made him wear for a Halloween party a few years ago. At least this year he had known in advance – or rather, learnt from his mistakes – and had had enough time to figure out his costume by himself. Even though he was no fan of dressing up, this was still better than having to wear whatever Shinobu found for him.

Sanemi looked up when he heard loud laughter. He saw Tengen picking both Kyoujurou and Mitsuri up and whirling them around, almost mowing down Obanai and Shinobu in the process. Both of them barely dodged the human missiles and Sanemi decided that now was the right time to take a break. Suspiciously glancing at Tengen, he quickly moved to the closest one of the leaf doors. With one last look over his shoulder, he slipped through the door, closing it behind him quietly. He waited for a moment, half expecting Tengen to barge through the door at any moment, but nothing happened. Sanemi sighed in relief and looked up. He grimaced when he realized his mistake. Instead of making it through the entrance, he now found himself on one of the many balconies of the butterfly mansion. This one was overlooking its garden and a quick glance told him that jumping was a decision he would direly regret. And thus, he had no other choice than to stay on the balcony and wait this out.

Slowly, Sanemi meandered across the balcony and leaned against its balustrade. The stone felt cold under his fingers and somehow, this was a comforting contrast to the hustling and bustling inside the butterfly mansion. He took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp night air. Autumn had granted them a few red and golden weeks but by now, most leaves had fallen, turning into brown leaf piles that crumbled under the weight of a person walking over them. And while Sanemi did enjoy the winter with its crystal-clear air and the chance of snow, seeing autumn go made him feel a bit wistful. He stared down at the garden bathed in darkness, surprised that he was even capable of having this feeling. He was not usually the type to ponder over things he could not change and sadness and melancholia were emotions he only knew from a distance. And yet, he was standing alone in the dark, lifting his face to the starry sky above, strange feelings dancing in his heart.

A soft creaking sound jolted him from his thoughts and he turned around in time to see the leaf door opening a second time. And just like he had before, a person slipped through the opening, apparently not wanting to be seen either. Sanemi squinted and in the moment where the person turned to close the door, light flowed over their face, illuminating familiar features. Sanemi watched silently as Giyuu turned around, facing the balcony. He was well aware that Giyuu was not able to see him until his eyes had adjusted to the night and for a split second, he contemplated slinking away into the darkness. But apparently, this night made him mellow and instead of fleeing, he just waited for Giyuu to notice him.

When he did, Giyuu froze in place, his blue eyes widening. “I …,” he stammered, “I, uh, sorry. I didn’t think someone was here.”

He made a move to leave the balcony but Sanemi heaved a deep sigh and gestured vaguely to the balustrade. “It’s fine,” he murmured. “Balcony’s big enough for both of us.”

Giyuu’s eyes went wide as saucers and he opened his mouth and closed it again, apparently thunderstruck that Sanemi had not yelled at him for once, that he had not even said something unkind. Careful as if he did not trust the situation, Giyuu walked closer and leaned against the balustrade, keeping a safe distance from Sanemi.

For a while, they both kept silent. Sanemi turned back towards the garden and let his gaze wander over the dark silhouettes only slightly resembling the trees and bushes they were during the day. When it felt like he had stared at each blade of grass at least once, he lifted his gaze and stared at the sky. Not a single cloud veiled the thousands of stars piercing through the black of the night. And somehow, this sight made Sanemi feel calm for once. Next to him, he heard Giyuu’s quiet, steady breathing and he absentmindedly asked himself when he had started tolerating Giyuu’s presence. Only a few months ago, even the sight of Giyuu’s face had made him aggressive. But right here and now, it almost felt right that Giyuu was standing next to him, silently looking up to the stars.

A movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention and Sanemi looked up just in time to see a shooting star trailing over the night sky, glowing even more than the stars around it, leaving a faint, shimmering afterglow.

“Make a wish,” Sanemi muttered to himself. Next to him, Giyuu moved and when Sanemi looked up, he met Giyuu’s gaze.

A strange expression lay in Giyuu’s eyes when he looked at Sanemi. His mouth moved silently and for only a moment, he looked very vulnerable. His eyes took on an almost longing expression that made Sanemi’s skin tingle. But when he tried to make sense of it, Giyuu’s face quickly turned back to his usual blank expression and he turned away. But even then, Sanemi could make out the hint of red on Giyuu’s cheeks. And somewhere in the back of his mind, a small voice whispered that he knew exactly what Giyuu wished for.

Giyuu quickly turned away, cursing himself when he felt his cheeks blush. He fought off the urge to slam his head against the balustrade and instead stared into the dark without seeing what lay before his eyes. The shooting star had caught him off guard and when he had heard Sanemi’s soft whisper, he had turned around and looked at him almost without noticing. The wish echoing through his mind and heart had pulled his gaze to Sanemi as if by magic and when their eyes had met, Giyuu’s legs had almost given in. Now that he looked away again, his heartbeat slowly calmed down, even though he could feel Sanemi’s eyes still resting on him. One warm shiver after the other ran down his spine and Giyuu desperately asked himself when exactly his body had started reacting like this to Sanemi’s very presence.

He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, Sanemi did not look at him anymore and a storm of relief and woe surged through him. For a moment, his hand trembled as if it was about to reach out for Sanemi and Giyuu quickly clenched it to a fist. He shook his head and took a step back, his heart fluttering in his chest. He had to leave before he did something he would regret later.

“I’ll be going,” he murmured and when Sanemi looked up, another hot shiver ran down his back. “See you at the party.”

And before Sanemi even had the chance to say something, Giyuu whirled around and fled the balcony and his lingering feelings. He slipped through the leaf door, hoping that the door falling shut would also shut out the strange feelings possessing his body and mind. But when he hastened through the now empty hall of the butterfly mansion, he felt his heart still thundering in his chest. He quickened his pace, scared that he would turn around and go back if he did not force himself to keep going. Timid as a hare, he fled the butterfly mansion and only slowed down when it had disappeared behind the horizon.

But while he could leave the mansion behind, he could not escape his own mind and when he came home, slipped out of his haori and crawled into bed, Sanemi was with him for every step. And when Giyuu finally closed his eyes in a last, desperate attempt to get Sanemi out of his mind, Sanemi’s face was all he saw when he slowly drifted into a restless slumber.

The next day greeted Giyuu with golden sunshine and a lot of work. He was one of the unlucky ones who had to prepare a rather complicated dish as Shinobu knew that he could cook fairly well. And thus, he spent the biggest part of the day in the kitchen which at least took his mind off the past evening. When he finally got done preparing the food, he barely had enough to slip into his costume before he had to head for the butterfly mansion.

It did feel rather weird to walk along the street dressed in a long black coat and with an even paler face than usual, thanks to the powder he had used for ghoulish white skin. And on top of that, he carried a stack of boxes in his arms that held the food he had prepared. When the butterfly mansion finally came in sight, he heaved a sigh of relief and the prospect of attending a Halloween party suddenly seemed less terrifying than having to see one more traveler stare at him with widened eyes while he walked by.

Somehow, he managed to knock at the door and not let the boxes fall down in the process. He waited for a moment – and flinched when a huge moth opened the door. He stared at the giant thing entirely bewildered before he noticed Shinobu’s head between the enormous wings.

“What – what are you?” Giyuu gasped, taking a step back.

Shinobu danced closer and took half of the containers he was carrying, grinning at him. “Moth woman, of course,” she said and gracefully whirled around so that he could see her costume from all sides.

And while Giyuu felt the overwhelming urge to flee, he forced himself to nod, trying to look impressed rather than horrified. “That’s quite … formidable,” he squeezed out and winced when Shinobu grabbed his wrist, pulling him through the door.

“I know,” Shinobu replied with a smile when she closed the door behind him and dragged him across the entrance hall that was decorated with red candles and an unsettling amount of spider webs.

Before Giyuu even had the chance to process her costume, she had already dragged him to the biggest hall in the mansion that had once been the main infirmary and now served as a ballroom. Shinobu motioned for him to follow her, quite an impressive endeavor as she still held Giyuu’s wrist with one hand and half of his boxes with the other, and together they walked along the wall to rows of tables that were covered in every food imaginable.

Relieved, Giyuu followed Shinobu’s example and added his dishes to the feast, grateful to finally be able to set the boxes down. He carefully arranged them and nodded to himself, satisfied with his work. When he turned to face Shinobu, she smiled at him and said, “Thank you. And now enjoy the party.”

And with that, the giant moth fluttered away, quickly swallowed by a crowd of more or less terrifying creatures. Giyuu stayed at the table for a moment, letting his gaze wander over the people. There seemed to be even more than he had known about beforehand and he absentmindedly asked himself how Shinobu even knew this many people. But then, he remembered how closely she worked together with the Kakushi and suddenly, it made sense. And this was also an explanation as to why most partygoers were not only wearing costumes but also masks covering their faces. Even on their days off, the Kakushi seemed intent on veiling their faces and thus, Giyuu could see a rather stunning variety of masks and even full-on heads that made for a bizarre collection of creatures.

Giyuu spent the first two hours giving his best to forget that he was not fond of crowds, parties, or people in general. He moved through the crowd, stopping whenever someone started speaking to him which happened surprisingly often. He got complimented on his vampire costume pretty often, though he was not sure it was a good thing that everyone said it worked very well with his appearance and personality. At some point, Giyuu made the mistake to run into Tengen, dressed as … something.

“Tomioka, you look just like yourself,” Tengen thundered and patted Giyuu’s back rather violently.

Giyuu quickly dodged his hand and looked at the half-mask covering Tengen’s face. The mask was embellished with jewels and looked as flashy as one would expect from anything Tengen wore. It did work well with the kimono with intricate patterns Tengen wore, a long black cape finalizing the outfit, very similar to the one Giyuu was wearing. “Thanks, I guess,” Giyuu said and when Tengen grinned at him, he asked, “and what are you?”

“The phantom of the opera, of course,” Tengen gloated and elegantly spun around, his coat swirling and sparkling, revealing the myriads of black pearls sewn into it.

“Ah, of course, very flashy indeed,” Giyuu replied and nodded earnestly which seemed to satisfy Tengen. And while Tengen dove back into the crowd, Giyuu asked himself what on earth a phantom of an opera would even be.

After that, Giyuu slowly started to feel exhausted. Once, his heart almost stopped when he saw a shinigami that fortunately turned out to be no other than Gyoumei - though the thought of Gyoumei coming for his soul was rather unsettling as well. After that, seeing Obanai wrapped in bandages from head to toe, only leaving out his eyes, and Mitsuri as a ghost bride in a beautiful white dress and veil and with a hauntingly pale face accompanying the Obanai mummy, did not even seem that scary anymore. Giyuu steered clear of them, even though these two probably were one of the safer options in this ballroom. At least, Mitsuri did the talking for Giyuu while Obanai usually did not say anything at all which was an improvement to Tengen and Shinobu expecting Giyuu to actually engage in conversation.

With a sigh, Giyuu found himself a quiet, dark spot in a corner next to the buffet. He even found a chair he could slump down on and he quickly noticed that watching the others from afar was a good compromise for him. And maybe, if he found the energy, he would even seek out Kyoujurou later as he had not seen his costume yet. But for now, sitting in a corner recharging seemed like the best option. He glanced over at the buffet, trying to decide whether he should get something to eat. His stomach rumbled quietly but he did not have it in him to get up just yet.

A movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention and he looked up, wincing when he noticed someone standing only two steps away, looking at him. His gaze wandered over a brown fur cape and a fluffy tail peeking out from it. Above that, a well-defined upper body was barely covered by a shirt that looked like powerful claws had tried to rip it to pieces. Something about the sight felt vaguely familiar and when Giyuu looked up, he spotted two small pointy ears over white hair. And when the penny finally dropped, Giyuu’s eyes widened.

“Sanemi?” he gasped and, before he could stop himself, he blurted out, “Your ears are so cute!”

When he realized that he had said this out loud, his hand flew to his mouth and he quickly hunched up his shoulders, expecting Sanemi to punch him off his chair at any moment now. But when nothing happened, Giyuu looked up and saw Sanemi staring at him with a very strange expression on his face. A muscle in his cheek twitched and for once, Giyuu was not sure whether Sanemi was about to scream or laugh. “Sorry,” he hastily said, “I … uh, well.”

Sanemi pulled a face, apparently unsure of how to handle the situation. Then, he reluctantly said, “Thanks,” and after a small pause, “Your costume looks pretty good, too.”

Giyuu’s ears started ringing and he quickly got up from the chair, taking a step back. Something was wrong with Sanemi and it was not just the fact that he had turned into a werewolf for the night. His behavior was unsettling enough that Giyuu barely noticed how hot he looked in his costume. Barely. He violently shook his head, trying to get rid of the thought, and instead started looking for a way to escape. If Sanemi said something nice and especially to Giyuu, that could mean nothing short of the world being about to end in a very sudden and gruesome way.

“I’m not gonna bite you,” Sanemi said, apparently noticing Giyuu’s turmoil. “Biting is more of your domain tonight anyways, isn’t it?”

Giyuu froze and his skin started feeling hot when images of his mouth on Sanemi’s neck flashed through his mind. He desperately tried to clear his mind, but to no avail. His heart started beating faster and he nervously looked around, trying to find an excuse to get away before he slipped up. And of course, this was exactly the moment his stomach chose to produce a loud rumbling sound.

And just like that, the corners of Sanemi’s mouth started to lift. “Hungry?” he asked. “Not for blood, I hope.”

“If it’s yours, I’d take it,” Giyuu said before he could put a leash to his thoughts. His cheeks instantly felt hot and he grimaced, trying to suppress the urge to slam his head against the wall.

Sanemi looked at him for a moment before he started to grin, sending one hot shiver after the other over Giyuu’s back. “I’m not sure whether that’s a compliment or a threat, but I’ll take it either way.”

Giyuu stared at him thunderstruck and when Sanemi did not look away, his legs started to feel shaky. Mesmerized by Sanemi’s gaze, he looked into his dark eyes helplessly. And when he saw the pensive expression in them, it felt like the world was spinning around him.

For a moment, they both stayed quiet. But when another loud rumble from Giyuu’s stomach tore the silence apart, startling them both, Sanemi started moving. Before Giyuu could react, he walked over to the buffet and bent down, searching through a bag under the table. When his cape moved a bit to the side, Giyuu could not help but stare at his muscular back that was conveniently visible through the tears in his shirt. When Sanemi got back up, he held a small box in his hands. For a moment, he seemed to hesitate and the uncertainty in his eyes made Giyuu’s heart melt. But then, Sanemi straightened his shoulders and came back.

When he had reached Giyuu, he looked down at the box in his hands. His mouth opened and closed again and Giyuu held his breath, anxiously awaiting what would happen next. He could almost see the storm of thoughts warring in Sanemi’s mind. And then, Sanemi gave up, sighed, and took the lid off the box.

It took Giyuu quite some effort to tear his look from Sanemi’s face. But when he finally did, he looked down at the box in Sanemi’s hands. For a moment, he could not make sense of what he was seeing. He blankly stared down at the perfectly round rice cakes that were evenly covered in a beautiful dark red bean paste. For a moment, the world turned still. And when the puzzle pieces finally fell into place, Giyuu’s body trembled under the impact.

“Are those ohagi?” he asked, his voice giving in when he saw the vulnerable expression on Sanemi’s face.

“They are,” Sanemi said quietly. He paused and then, a timid smile appeared on his face. ��Would you like to share them with me?”

And when the last word had left his mouth, Giyuu’s legs gave in. He sank down on the chair, all strength leaving his body. Again and again, the shooting star they had seen last night flashed through his mind, its afterglow brighter and brighter until it darkened the world, leaving only Sanemi’s face behind. The unspoken words of the wish Giyuu held in his heart echoed through his mind and when he looked up at Sanemi, he asked himself whether he was stuck in a bizarre, impossible, heartbreakingly beautiful dream.

“How did you know?” he whispered, his heart hammering in his chest.

And when Sanemi looked down at him, his smile turned warmer, sending Giyuu’s heart tumbling into a future that now seemed tangible. “A shooting star told me.”

[peachdues]

That tengen picture unleashed something inside me-

His fingers knuckle deep inside while he listens to your symphony of moans..

After he's done he licks them clean but he isn't done, nights still young after all

bestie, we are on the same page. And because I’m feeling a certain type of way, enjoy this scene from Tengen’s upcoming installment of Tell Me to Stop

VIOLENT DELIGHTS — NSFW SNEEK PEEK

bodyguard!Tengen x Assassin!Reader • enemies to lovers AU

A/N: giggling and kicking my feet rn.

CW: explicit sexual content • MDNI • fingering • edging • Tengen referring to Reader as a villain (affectionate) • rough sex • alley sex

“You’re a bastard.” But the ferocity of your insult is weakened by the way your back arches against the rugged stone of the alley wall; how you widen your thighs, a soft moan vibrating on your lips as Uzui sinks another finger into your wet heat.

The silver-haired asssassin only smirks as he leans in, close enough that the slightest movement would mean his lips would brush against yours.

He stills, leaving less than a millimeter between your mouths.

“But I am yours,” his breath is sweet and warm as it fans over your face. “And I’ll make you mine, even if I die trying.”

It is difficult to focus on anything but the hand between your thighs, pushed down the front of your trousers that he’d hastily untied when he’d cornered you in this dark alleyway.

Thick. The Sound Assassin’s fingers are so gods’ damned thick. He’d had you whimpering from just one, sliding in and out of your honeyed warmth with ease, your damn body betraying your desperate hunger for his.

The presence of the second finger stroking along your inner walls with each languid push of his hand has you gritting your teeth as the pleasure he bestows becomes edged by the faintest hint of discomfort.

It is maddening, how easily your body gives into his cursed touch. So much so that it sinks into your skin, ignites an itch that grows more incessant with each heaving breath.

You seek to take out some of your frustrations on his mouth. You stretch up on your toes, biting back a whimper at the way the tension in your legs and the new arch in your body pushes those wretched fingers deeper into your body.

Your hand seizes the nape of his neck and tries to jerk him down toward you.

Uzui tenses for a moment, his eyes widening before his mouth settles into a smirk, and he pulls back.

Those damnable magenta eyes flash with amusement at your responding snarl as you try and pull him down again, all to no avail.

“If it’s my lips you desire, then you’ll have to beg for them, sweet devil.”

The rough cobblestone of the wall scrapes against your back as you push harder into him. Your fingers twist harshly in his hair and you yank his head forward. “Kiss me, you damn brute —“

Your legs spasm as Uzui crooks his fingers inside you until he’s pressing directly on that rough patch of flesh deep inside your innermost wall — the one that had made you sob as he’d bullied it with the thick head of his cock weeks ago, when you’d thrown him down and taken him under the stars.

“Ah ah,” Uzui tuts, and the smug set of his mouth threatens to boil your blood. “Beg nicely.”

The slow, torturous massage of his fingers against that damn spot forces a trickle of drool from the corner of your mouth. Your tongue grows far too swollen, you head far too fogged, to even try and form the request he seeks.

Uzui, it seems, does not care that his hand is fucking you into a dumb stupor.

“Is your pride so great that you cannot muster a simple ‘please?’” He jeers, his eyes flashing with both lust and challenge.

He smirks, revealing a row of pearly white teeth as your thighs begin to quiver around his hand, your inner walls fluttering around each measured stroke of his fingers.

“It doesn’t matter. You’re about to come, aren’t you?” And his grin widens at the way you sink your teeth into your bottom lip, desperate to hold in the soft, breathy moans he knows you want to make. “Yeah, you are.“

His fingers wrench cruelly out from between your legs, leaving you with nothing but the ache of a rapidly fading high. But before you can howl you protest, before you can curse his name and his mother for the insult of his birth, Uzui flips you around and slams you into the alley wall.

His hand forces space between your groin and the stone, and without warning, he plunges his fingers right back into your soaking heat, clenching heat.

The moan rumbling in your throat feels distant and foreign as your eyes roll back. Uzui resumes his messy, hurried movements as though he hadn’t broken pace to begin with, and soon, your legs are vibrating where they’re pressed against the wall.

A sharp prodding against your backside brings you back down to earth long enough to realize Uzui is grinding wantonly against you, the rotation of his hips matching each thrust of his fingers.

There is no where for you to go; no where to escape. Not when your front is mashed against the alley wall, pinned in place by the heavy, suffocating mass of the Sound Assasin at your back.

Uzui’s teeth catch the lobe of your ear. “I know you, my darling nemesis. I know your body better than my own.”

The rational part of you screams to bite back; to fight, to show him exactly how he doesn’t know you at all, and how he’s an idiot for believing otherwise. But then, Uzui adds a third finger inside you, and the resulting stretch and burn between your legs is nearly as great as it had been when you’d first impaled yourself on his cock, all those weeks ago.

It was a sensation you’d been chasing ever since, only to be bitterly disappointed upon realization that no tavern boy, no cocky palace sentinel, could ever compare to the sheer mass of the King’s closest guard.

Resigned, you brace one palm flat against the stone wall, willing the bite of the rock against your skin to keep you grounded even as the silver-haired guard’s fingers threaten to send you free falling from some internal ledge. The other grasps wildly behind you in search of him, clutching at his hip and pulling him closer.

Uzui groans his approval into the side of your head, and he allows his great weight to smother you against the wall as he leans forward.

“Do you think I could have forgotten how it feels to have you climax around me?” His thumb swirls that bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs as his fingers continue to pump steadily in and out of you. “Do you truly think I don’t spend my nights imagining you, perched atop me, using my cock the way you desire? That the memory of your face screwed up in pleasure — the feeling of your divine cunt wrapped around me — doesn’t haunt my every waking thought?”

He plunges his fingers inside you, all the way to his third knuckle. “You must answer for the torture you’ve inflicted, you cruel, wicked creature.”

You cry out right as Uzui strokes that inner spot once more, your hips twisting and grinding desperately against his hand as the thumb working your bead increases its pressure.

The bulge pressed right against your ass is rock-hard, and the thought of what lies beneath his trousers makes your mouth water.

The coil in your gut begins to tighten once more, this time more quickly than it had when you’d been facing him. Its pull is stronger, and the way his thick fingers keep grazing that sweet spot on your innermost wall all but guarantees you’ll be turned to liquid right there in that seedy alleyway.

You need his lips — otherwise, your screams will alert everyone within a fifty-meter vicinity of exactly how capable the Sound Assassin was of breaking you.

You try and warn him. “Uzui —“

“All you have to do, my sweetest torment, is beg.”

Your walls pulse violently around his fingers, a warning that you are mere seconds away from succumbing to brutal pleasure. Your hips begin moving on their own, grinding and checking desperately into his hand as the rough stone wall bites and scrapes against your exposed hips.

The need for him — for his lips — burns hot in your blood. It is maddening, this desire for his intimacy, and yet, try as you might, you cannot squash it.

You need it — need his kiss, need him to consume you whole.

“T-Tengen.” It slips out before you can stop it, your mouth forming the syllables with a startling ease.

Behind you, the Sound Assassin freezes, his hand stilling its maddening exploration of your core.

Never before had you called him by his given name; normally, you were in the habit of calling him every derogatory insult under the sun. At best, you’d called him Uzui.

Though you are turned away from him, you can feel the shift in him; the dark lust that settles over him, clouds whatever common sense he claimed to possess, replacing it with base need.

“That counts,” he growls in reply, and then the hand between your thighs resumes its task with more vigor than before, which the other snares in your hair and wrenches your head back.

The strain in your throat amplifies as Uzui roughly claims your mouth with his. He does not bother to wait for your permission before deepening the kiss; instead, he only tightens in hold in your hair, forcing you to gasp into him. The moment your lips part, his tongue sweeps past, branding you with each lick at the roof of your mouth.

You suppose it’s a good thing Uzui has smothered your moans with his feverish lips and demanding tongue. For the second his hand pulls away from between your legs, right as you’re on the precipice of cumming to pull that thick, monstrous length of his free from his trousers, you surely would’ve cried out in protest.

And that wicked mouth of his also manages to swallow the scream of pleasure that follows as Uzui enters you in a single, deep plunge, as well as your subsequent groan as you climax around him, just as he begins roughly fucking you against the alley wall.

[vrystalius]

How would the Hashiras react to finding out that Sanemi is secretly dating the star Hashira ?Sanemi's girlfriend created the star breath and she became hashira around the same time as sanemi/she killed the lower moon 1. She and Sanemi were enemies turned lovers (can you include Sanemi's version please?/it was a discreet romance so she and Sanemi didn't tell the others)

Secretly dating Sanemi

The hashira’s reaction to Sanemi and you dating in secret.

Includes: Giyu, Kyojuro, Muichiro, Tengen, Gyomei, Mitsuri, Shinobu, Sanemi

Sanemi was pressing you up against the wooden walls, planting desperate kisses all along your neck and collar. He was tugging on your collar trying to reveal even more skin to him. The air in the armoury felt steamy.

Your hands gripped onto his uniform. “N-Nemi, not here, i-idiot- n-not now.” You shuddered as you felt his teeth sink into your skin, before placing multiple kisses on it. “Fuck, I want you now.” Sanemi mumbled into your ear. He pulled away, his lips hovering over yours. Just as he was about to lean in for another kiss, the door to the armoury opened and the love hashira stood in the frame.

“KYYAAHHHHH!!”

The news about you two spread quickly…. What do the others think about you two?

Giyu Tomioka

Giyu would not show the surprise on his face. His face is neutral as always, maybe even a little more gloomy than usual. But on the inside, he’d be a little envious of Sanemi. Of course he’d be finding love this soon. But those thoughts were fairly quickly overshadowed by confusion. How did you two even start dating? Weren’t you guys at each other’s throats the whole time? Well, you still are, but more romantically now.

His respect for Sanemi prevents him from judging you two harshly, and as long as your relationship doesn’t jeopardise any missions, Giyu doesn’t mind.

“Good for you two.”

Kyojuro Rengoku

He could be incredibly happy for you two. Kyojuro would have never thought that you two would be dating, since he was the one who used to break up your fights and make you mediate.

The flame hashira would slap Sanemi on the back, laughing and congratulating him loudly, unintentionally making everyone else on the estate hear him. Even though he was very surprised and confused after first finding it out, he quickly became your biggest supporter! From now on, he thinks everytime you and Sanemi are talking, you two are surely being romantic! Maybe even planning a date? He’s just a little curious.

“Oh? Are you going on date tonight? May I recommend a perfect establishment to visit? They have incredible sweet potato dishes!”

Muichiro Tokito

Muichiro could not care less. As long as you two aren’t being overly affectionate in front of him and don’t let this interfere with your duties as hashira, he does’t care.

He also didn’t care about your arguments before, so why would he care about you dating now? Also, he’d quickly forget about you two dating anyway.

“Oh? You two are in love?… Okay.”

Tengen Uzui

Tengen would be incredibly amused. Just to annoy Sanemi, he would pull you aside and give you “tips” on how to keep things flashy in the bedroom. Also, he would offer Sanemi help in case he has any questions about relationships, given that he has been in three relationships, now marriages, while Sanemi probably was never dating anyone. Of course, Tengen is only saying this to fuck around with him. He’s actually supportive and real happy for you.

Also, he would probably tell his wives about you two, shocking them as well.

“Don’t be shy, tell me… What’s it like, hm? Sanemi must be rough with ya. Or is he gentle? I see him go both ways.”

Gyomei Himejima

He knew about you two the whole time. Gyomei was planning this the whole time, ever since you became a hashira. He envisioned you with Sanemi since the start and gave the both of you little encouragements to make a move, without outright telling you. After you two started dating in secret, Gyomei could just tell how the energy between you two shifted.

But after the other hashira found out about you, Gyomei acted as if this is the first time he heard about this.

“I am truly happy for you two. I wish you the best for the future.”

Mitsuri Kanroji

After drowning in shame and embarrassment when she found you and Sanemi getting on it in the closet, she’d be incredibly bubbly and happy for you two! Mitsuri would be so curious, asking a million questions about how it’s like, what you two like to do, who said “I love you first”, where and when the first kiss was, how it was… the list goes on.

Overall, Mitsuri is super happy for you two! She’ll squeal everytime she sees you two together, thinking you are totally being super romantic right now!!

“Oh! Oh! How did you two even fell for him? It thought you and him really hated each other…”

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu would have her usual grin on her face. She’d tease Sanemi about becoming softer, especially for you, and about being safe during certain activities. Her teasing would be gentler than usual though. She’s happy for you and him, wishing you nothing but the best. Sanemi could use the good influence, maybe you can stop him from slashing himself open during fights. Less work for her.

“Make sure to be safe during intercourse, okay? We don’t want a baby to disrupt everything, do we?”

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi’s first reaction is to yell and lash out at the other hashira, telling them to back off and leave him and you alone. Why are they so damn nosy?!

You (besides Kagaya) are the only one who can make him calm down and not to threaten to beat the shit out of Tengen for teasing him. He’d distance himself from the other hashira, not wanting to face their annoying comments. This is exactly why he wanted to keep this a secret…

“Nah, I’m not gonna go train with them. Can we train together instead? ‘m not in the mood to deal with their shit.”

💠

So sorry it took so long! I really struggled with this one, I hope you enjoy it anyways!! My requests are open for both the hashira and the upper moons <3

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!

Take care of yourselves!

[tojisbbg]

𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚

❝call out my name when i kiss you so gently.❞  

♡ uzui tengen ♡ 

a/n: first demon slayer piece!! i picked up the anime after a long time and i forgot how horrendously down bad i was for this man. 

a/n (cont.): also! my apologies if tengen’s a bit out of character, i tried my best lol. this writing piece is very long because i don’t believe in porn without plot, i need plot and context. word count is stated below!

word count: 12.2k

content: uzui tengen x fem!reader, tengen isn’t married, reader is one of the hashiras, enemies to lovers, minor plot (if you squint), spoilers (sorry), lots of teasing and bickering, smut smut smut!!, all acts are consensual, not edited for grammatical errors.

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“god, i hate these uniforms.” you groaned in annoyance, shuddering as the soft skin of mitsuri’s fingers grazed your chest while she helped you button up. the girl giggled at your daily complaint. 

it was true, you truly hated these god awful uniforms that were provided to you by the demon slayer corps. the shirts were so tight, you’d think that the manufacturers forgot how human anatomy works and that everyone’s body isn’t the same. 

needless to say, the shirt didn’t fit your chest, so you’d had to go with the mitsuri-style of wearing your uniform. 

“hm, well, now whose fault is it for having these huge tits?” she shamelessly asked, poking your boobs jokingly, which made your cheeks burn. 

“hey! it’s not like i personally asked the gods to give me them. besides, you have them too!” you defended, averting from her teasing eyes. 

“yeah, but i’m proud of having these babies. anyways, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. they sit so nice and pretty, if i was a guy, i think i would purposely hug you face first on your chest.” mitsuri smirked, making you gasp as you playfully landed a smack on her upper arm. 

“mitsuri! geez, you’re such a little perv.” you said as you squished her cheeks, making her laugh as the sound was contagious enough to make you crack a smile.  

you love mitsuri with all your heart, she’s the ball of sunshine in your life that you needed. you’ve been a hashira for about two years now and she was your first friend and now your best friend. 

it’s important to mention that you were very disliked in the demon slayer corps at first. the other hashiras, such as sanemi, obanai and giyuu didn’t speak to you for months because you were taken in for a hashira position so quickly. 

less than a week to be exact. 

the amount of skill that you have is almost inhumane and was never seen before. you were given the position without any prior training or requirements. 

after all, you took an upper moon down by yourself, which was pretty impressive for a first timer who claims to have no experience. 

nonetheless, mitsuri and rengoku were your only friends. you have a huge soft spot for both of them, but after the incident that occurred in the mugen train, both you and mitsuri went down a pretty dark path. 

but, you made sure to comfort her as much as she did to you. you both have each other and you swore to protect her just like how she did to you. 

you both were platonic soulmates without a doubt. 

“y/n!” you heard tanjiro’s voice behind you, making both you and mitsuri turn around. 

“oh, ‘jiro!” you flashed him a smile as you waved at the redhead. 

“the crow spoke to me this morning, we got assigned a new mission.” he said eagerly, panting a little, which indicated that he probably ran around in circles to find you. you hummed in response, ruffling his hair. 

“ah, so you’re with me. inosuke and zenitsu are on it too, i assume?” you questioned, accepting the cup of green tea that mitsuri handed you as you took a sip. 

“yup, and also mr. tengen.” tanjiro nodded with a nervous smile. you choked on your tea, coughing as mitsuri patted your back. 

“what?! why is he coming??” you yelled, making tanjiro’s eyes widen as he gulped. 

“u-uhm, it’s ‘cause i heard that we’re fighting an upper rank six. the more help we get, the better.” he tried to calm you down, but the information he relayed only angered you further. 

“huh?! do those shitty higher ups think that i can’t kill an upper moon myself without that cocky bitch?!” you raised your voice, eyes glaring in the distance as tanjiro gasped. 

“n-no! y/n, you got it all wrong! i di-”

“i’m gonna have a word with those stupid hags.” you spat out angrily, marching off before you felt tanjiro wrap himself behind you in an attempt to halt your movements. 

“let go, tanjiro. i’m not going on a mission with that stupid freak.” you tried to desperately peel yourself away from his hold, but tanjiro’s hold was tight. 

“please, y/n! why don’t you understand that this is not the time for your pride or his pride to get in the way. inosuke and zenitsu already suffered from minor injuries because mr. tengen lashed out from hearing about you joining the mission.” tanjiro informed, making you scoff. 

“that arrogant little shit. i’m gonna kill him for sure now!” you exclaimed, making tanjiro cry out as he begged mitsuri to help him cage you inside the room. 

“y/n! please, just listen! after losing one of the hashiras already, we need to be sure that we don’t lose another. i don’t want to lose you or mr. tengen. so, please, just try to get along with him or you can just stay with me and the other two.” he suggested, and as much as you hated the idea of being stuck with tengen, you adored tanjiro like a little brother and saying ‘no’ to him was pretty hard. you let out a heavy sigh in defeat.

“fine, but if he pisses me off, i’m gonna slice his throat with my blade.” you threatened, making tanjiro’s face turn pale as he let out a nervous laugh. 

“everything will be fine, y/n. don’t worry.” tanjiro assured, but you didn’t pay mind to his words because it will go down like how it usually does when you get placed together with tengen. 

with you both at each other's neck, of course.

“hmm, i think you secretly like tengen, y/n.” mitsuri flashed you a mischievous grin, making your jaw drop to the ground. 

“did you not hear about me wanting to execute his murder literally a few minutes ago?” you asked in disbelief, wondering if your best friend was okay in the head. however, the two-toned hair colored woman simply laughed at your words. 

“you both quarrel like an old married couple.” she giggled, making you let out a fake gag in response.

“disgusting, i’d rather marry obanai’s snake than him.” you retorted, making mitsuri gasp from your obnoxious words. 

“you’re crazy!” mitsuri looked at you with wide eyes. 

“no, you’re crazy for even thinking that i wanna even breathe the same air as that shithead!” you sneered, making mitsuri scoff. 

“don’t be silly, he’s totally your type. you told me that you like tall guys, more on the muscular side, extroverted to fit your opposite personality and someone who’s very sexy.” she smirked, watching how a deep blush tinted your cheeks as your lips twitched, trying to formulate words to defend yourself. 

“i was not referring to him!” you quickly blurted out, walking ahead as you wanted to leave the conversation. 

“mhm, whatever helps you sleep at night.” mitsuri said as she ran up to you, linking her arm with yours as you rolled your eyes. 

“shut up, i don’t like tengen. he’s an arrogant jackass that pisses me off.” you grumbled under your breath. 

“i’m a what now, princess?” you suddenly heard a deep voice coming from behind you, making you yelp from how startled you were. 

“what the fuck is wrong with you?! can’t you let your presence be known, creep.” you glared at him, mitsuri happily greeting the giant as you ignored his presence. 

“creep? no, no, no. you must be mistaken. i am the god of festivals, the flashiest being on the planet, and the best of the best!! i also happen to have very good ears to hear a certain little rat talk ill of my superior being.” tengen cockily gave his speech, making you groan in irritation. 

“spit out one more word and i swear i’m gonna rip your tongue out.” you threatened in a low voice, to which didn’t scare the 6′6ft man, as he only gave you a chuckle in response to mock your attempt of being intimidating. 

“what was that? i couldn’t quite hear you from down there. it just sounds like squeak squeak squeak i’m stupid squeak squeak lord tengen is the best squeak squeak!” he said in a very obnoxious and annoying fake high-pitched voice, making your blood boil as you turned around to face him. 

“you little shit!” you yelled, before lunging at him and jumping to cling on his very inconveniently tall body. your actions caught tengen by surprise, quickly placing an arm on your hips to make sure that you don’t fall on your ass. 

“i said that i’m gonna kill you if you don’t shut up, uzui tengen!!” you said in a louder voice, closer to his face as you harshly pinched his cheeks. 

“ouch, ouch! it hurts, y/n!!” tengen whined, trying his best to release himself from your deathly grip. 

“good, that was the whole point.” you grinned in satisfaction, sticking your tongue out at him. 

“look at you being so close to my face and with your tongue out too. you wanna french kiss me that bad, princess?” tengen teased, making you immediately pull your hands and face back to create distance between you both, your face scrunching up in disgust. 

“as i said before, i’d rather kiss kaburamaru than you, freak!” you quickly defend, trying to slip away from his embrace, but tengen only tightened his hold on you. 

“hmm, i don’t think i’ll let you goo~.” he sang out, making you cry out to your friends to help you escape the beefy man’s hold. 

“they’re definitely in love, right tanjiro?” mitsuri asked the boy who was standing next to her and witnessing the entire thing. 

“oh, for sure. i’m a strong shipper of y/n x mr. tengen.” tanjiro responded, making mitsuri squeal. 

“oh my, me too!! let’s start our little club and play cupid with them.” she eagerly suggested, making tanjiro laugh and nod. 

you were finally able to peel yourself away from tengen, which was not as easy done as said, but you somehow did it. you threw a sharp glare at tanjiro and mitsuri who were giggling at god knows what while you just battled death. you stomped over to them before crossing your arms over your chest. 

“you traitors.” you spat out, making the both of them grow silent as they side eyed each other, trying to contain their laughter. 

“sorry, y/n, but tengen is strong for us too. we wouldn’t be much of a help.” mitsuri said, which was a total lie that both you and her knew, but you were too tired to argue. 

“ugh, whatever. ‘jiro, get inosuke and zenitsu to meet up with us in front of the gates. it’s almost sunset, so we should start moving.” you instructed the scar-faced boy, making him nod as he obliged. 

you turned around, about to walk off, only to be spun back around before getting pulled into a bone crushing hug. you let out a heavy sigh, already knowing the words that would come towards you now. 

“hey!! you jerk, don’t just walk off without telling me goodbye. tch, you better come back to me in one piece, alright? i have to braid your hair tonight, so you must come back. i know i tell you this before every mission, but i really love you, y/n. you’re my best friend, and i can’t lose you. so, don’t be stubborn. if you need help, then ask the others, okay idiot?” mitsuri softly spoke, her squeeze on you tightening with every word. 

your heart melted as you returned her hug, a smile forming on your lips. no one in this entire universe would be able to describe the bond that you both had as it ran too deep to even measure. 

“i love you too, mitsuri. how can i leave you when i still have to attend your and obanai’s wedding, hm? i’ll be back home tonight, in one piece, i promise.” you assured her, looking into her gentle green eyes that held so much adoration for you. 

she was the love hashira after all. 

“i know you will, y/n. you’re a strong little thing and i believe in you.” she gave you a warm smile before you both pulled away. 

both you and tengen waved mitsuri goodbye before taking off. needless to say, tengen’s serious mode is quite enjoyable because he finally shuts up. 

---

“yeah? well, maybe if you weren’t such a manwhore, then you’d probably have a wife right now.”

“are you jealous that i can pull bitches and that you can’t?”

“i could have a whole harem full of men if i wanted to.”

“but would they offer to be your husband?”

“...”

“then we’re equals!”

“i would never want to be your equal, that’s just me disrespecting myself.”

“excuse me?! i am the god of fe-”

tengen was rudely cutt-off midway his sentence as the ceiling broke down, his hands instinctively pulling you towards him as your back collided with his hard chest. there were multiple screams coming from everywhere as the commoners looked horrified. 

“huh, i guess finding our little friend tonight wasn’t as hard as we thought.” you sneered, walking further in to find the source of all of this commotion. 

your eyes widened as you saw tanjiro on the ground struggling to tame nezuko who was in her full demon form. however, tegen seemed more surprised than you because this was his first time witnessing it. 

“damn, what a flashy way to demonize your sister.” tengen said in awe as the poor girl was out of her mind and clawing at the air. 

“holy shit, then we’ve come pretty late. you look very beat up, ‘jiro.” you said with apologetic eyes, taking note of how tired he looked as he panted and was covered in some blood. 

“yeah, the demon’s pretty strong. she- nezuko please! just go to sleep!” tanjiro begged, tears pooling in his eyes as you felt useless since you had no solution for him. 

“take her outside in a safe place and try to think of something that would bring her mind back to something that is close to her. maybe like a song or tune that your mother used to sing. we got this from here.” you gave him a small smile, making him nod his head as he quickly grabbed a hold of nezuko before leaving. 

“hey!! why aren’t you guys paying attention to me!” you heard a high-pitched voice yell, making both your and tengen’s head turn. 

“god, your voice is so annoying, it nearly made my ears bleed.” you grimaced, taking a look at the female in front of you. it was the demon that tanjiro was talking about, but she looked so... weak?

“huh?! you dare to say that to me, you ugly looking shit!” she angrily remarked, making you giggle. 

“of course, if i were you, i wouldn’t even need a demon slayer to kill me. i’d just kill myself if i had such a hideous voice like that.” you shrugged, making tengen let out a muffled chuckle as he tried to hide it behind his palms. 

“you fools, you may be hashiras, but i’m one of the strongest demons out there. i’m one of the upper moons, ranked in number six. the name’s daki, so don’t forget it when you’re on your last breath by the end of this battle.” daki smirked, but both you and tengen exchanged an expression of amusement. 

“what? there’s no way you’re an upper moon six. you’re so weak and unskilled, i could end you in two seconds.” tengen scoffed, making daki’s eyes widen at the insult as she gritted her teeth. 

“the fuck did you just say to me, you meat sack?!” she snarked. 

“what a pity. not only is your voice ugly and you’re weak, but you’re dumb too! jeez, that’s just foul. here, would you like to take my katana and just end your sad little life on your own before we do?” you pulled out your katana and offered it in a way to taunt her. daki’s eyes twitched at your words as she ran at you, only to have her head laying on her lap in just seconds. 

“h-huh? did you just cut my head off?! it’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fair!! you both are so mean to me and this is just bullying!” daki cried, making you confused as you looked at tengen who looked equally as lost as you were. 

“is this some kind of a joke? there’s no way she’s throwing a tantrum right now.” tengen chuckled in disbelief. 

“what a child.”

“i know, right? her parents must’ve been so fed up with her. she’s so not flashy at all.”

“ugh, and she has white hair like you, so she’s automatically ugly.”

“excuse me?! do not compare me to that thing. i’ll dye my hair to black then with mitsuri’s dye.”

“you both deserve to die for ganging up on me like this! big brother i need your help!” she suddely called out, and you gasped as you saw another demon emerge from her body. 

“holy shit-” you were struck, not even being able to form proper sentences. 

“oh? how interesting. the fun has just begun.” tengen smirked, his hands gripping the shaft of his katanas. 

this was going to be a long battle. 

---

“you stupid bitch! you have some nerve to insult my looks when you look like you were picked up from the trash. i’m a beauty icon!” daki cackled, watching you struggle to sit back up after forcefully thowing you across the building with her belt. 

you groaned in ache as it felt like your bones were nearly shattered to pieces. you lost sight of tengen, assuming that he was probably handling the brother. you heard the clacks of her heels grow closer and you knew that if you didn’t get back up on your feet soon, things won’t be good. 

so, you focused on your breathing to heal. 

“beauty icon? don’t make me laugh. you look like the fat shit that i took earlier in the morning. actually, no. you don’t even deserve to be compared with my shit.” you frantically laughed at her, watching her ball her fists, grinding her teeth at your words. 

“that’s it, i’ve had enough of you. it’s time to put an end to you right now.” she maliciously smirked, her belt coming towards you to wrap around your figure, only for her to lose sight of you. 

“huh?” she looked around in confusion. 

“too slow.” you scoffed, holding your katana tightly before beginning to slice her belts. being partnered up with tengen on missions and training allowed you to adopt some of his notable skills. one of them being to move very fast to the point where it almost seemed like you were teleporting. a blue flame began to wrap around her belts, burning them to crisps as daki bellowed in pain. 

“you burned my belts!” fat tears began to roll down her cheeks as she fell on her knees, gasping and crying out in pain. 

“i wish i could hold even an ounce of sympathy for you, but sadly i don’t.” you coldly said before harshly landing a clean slice on her neck, making her decapitated head fly far from her body. 

a sigh of relief left your lips, but you let your guard down way too soon. forgetting how demons work, it slipped out of your mind that even though her head was cut off, her body was still functioning. 

you both were still on the roof of a very tall building and you didn’t notice when daki’s body came behind you as you were now pushed off. your eyes widened in horror as you felt yourself lose balance, feet slipping of the edge as you didn’t have the opportunity to grab something. 

you screwed your eyes tight, waiting for the impact of the cold soiled ground to come into a harsh contact with your already weak and aching body. however, that never happened as a strong pair of arms caught you, your eyes opening to see tengen look down at you with a playful smile. 

“you just can’t do anything without my help, can you?” tengen narrowed his eyes. 

“tch, i didn’t even ask for your help.” you rolled your eyes, yet you were still thankful for him saving your life. 

“ugh, this is why you’re not very flamboyant, y/n.” he let out a dramatic sigh before completely dropping his hands to the side without warning, making you crash on the ground with a yelp. 

“you absolute shithead!” you yelled at him, groaning in pain as you shot him a glare. 

you glanced up to the roof to see that daki’s body was now laying hopelessly, and you know that you should probably go look for her head, but you were too tired and pained to even move. 

“did you take care of the crybaby?” tengen asked, referring to daki. 

“kinda.” you replied, a hint of embarrassment in your tone. 

“kinda? what do you mean?” he furrowed his very thin white eyebrows. 

“i managed to slice off her head but i let my guard down too soon. so, i don’t know where her head went and her body is pretty beat up but could still function.” you informed him, watching tengen’s face turn into one of disappointment. 

“you’re not that careless to mess up like that, y/n. i’ve sliced her head off almost twenty times, so you know that’s not an effective method to kill her.” he nagged at you, making you feel slightly irritated. 

“you think i don’t know that, genius? my body can barely stand and i’m losing so much blood that i feel like i can pass out any moment.” you tried to reason with him, only for him to scoff. 

“if you can’t handle a little bit of blood loss and body ache then why are you a hashira? this shouldn’t be new to you, y/n.” tengen’s words felt like a jab at your pride with every word that he spoke. 

“i made a mistake, okay?! i can’t do anything about it!” you spoke through gritted teeth. 

“yeah? well, it was a very stupid mistake that only brainless people make!” he yelled back at you before giving you a glare. your jaw dropped, unable to even form words to defend yourself. 

he was right, it was a very stupid mistake. 

tengen almost immediately regretted his words, but it was too late to take it back now. he saw how you grew quiet, eyes planted on the ground as he watched you slowly slide back to lean against the wall. he wanted to say something, but would soon be interrupted by gyutaro, who has found him once again. 

even keeping your eyes open at this point was draining. your head throbbed and your body felt completely numb. you had no clue where daki’s head went and you didn’t know where tanjiro was either. 

you felt your eyelids growing heavier and before you knew it, you passed out. 

---

“y/n! y/n! wake up, please! y/n!” you heard a voice desparately call out for you, your body being shaken back and forth. you slowly opened your eyes, vision still slightly a little blurry as you were able to make out some fuzzy burgundy and green bits on the figure. 

“tanjiro?” your voice came out as a whisper. 

“yes, it’s me, y/n. are you okay?” tanjiro softly asked, helped you sit up straight as you grimaced in pain. 

“i’ve been better.” you tried to laugh it off, but it even hurt to laugh. 

“mr. tengen and i managed to weaken the brother, but it’s not enough to kill him. we’re just buying some time to recover ourselves.” he said, gulping harshly and you could sense the fear in his voice. 

“hey, we’re not gonna die, okay? help me stand up so that i could go over to that airhead over there.” you pointed a shaky finger at tengen who was panting in the distance while gyutaro’s body was at a farther distance. 

tanjiro helped you up and held onto you as you walked over to where tengen stood. you could see how fatigued he was, the poison that was injected into his body earlier began to spread. he was so out of it, that he didn’t know that gyutaro was creeping behind him, claws out with the intent to chop a limb off. 

both you and tanjiro began to yell his name, but tengen was too distracted to even hear you both. you quickly got out of tanjiro’s hold, sprinting towards the weak man with whatever energy that you had left in your body, throwing yourself onto him. you both came crashing to the ground, rolling off to the side and dodging the attack. 

“y/n?” tengen called out your name in surprise. 

“this is me paying off my debt to you for saving me earlier.” you quickly muttered, before standing up as you pulled out your katana. 

“missed me?” you heard the familair high pitched voice coming from behind. your head turned around to see daki, full recovered before she took one of her belts and wrapped it around you. 

gyutaro took this an an opportunity to get back to the unfinished business him and tengen had. 

tanjiro quickly sliced through the belt to release you. as far as you know, inosuke has been taken down by daki as he was now trying to recover the severe wound he got. you don’t know where zenitsu went. 

“tanjiro, go help tengen fight the brother. i don’t think he’ll be able to hang on by himself for long.” you quickly directed him, but tanjiro seemed conflicted. 

“but, what about you, y/n?” tanjiro asked with concern washing over his face. you thinned your lips, only to have some hope in your eyes as you saw a sleeping zenitsu creeping up behind daki. 

“zenitsu and i got it from here.” you gave him a small smirk. 

---

it was finally over.

both daki and gyutaro were taken down. you laid on the ground, feeling like your heart was going to explode any moment from how irregular your breathing was. there was a huge blast, landing you at a distance and you had no idea where zenitsu was.

all you knew was that the demons were taken down. you saw tanjiro running off to somewhere, along the lines of saying how he won’t be at peace until he found both of their heads. 

as bad as it sounded, you had no energy left inside you to care. you felt like a dead corpse. you’ve fought many upper ranked demons before, you even took some very powerful demons down on your own, but this by far was the one that nearly knocked you off. 

it was because there was two to deal with, double the trouble. 

you’ve been laying on the ground for god knows how long, probably fifteen minutes or so. you tried to control your breathing, trying to envision every single blood vessel within you to deal with the aches and wounds that you had. 

from what you know so far, everyone was still alive to some extent that can be taken care of. other members of the corps were on their way, such as kakushis and obanai was said to be on his way as well. 

although, the serpent pillar was taking his sweet lovely time. 

after some time, you finally felt your body somehow become a little more alive. so, you tried to slowly stand up, knees still slightly a little wobbly but you regained your balance. you walked, well more like limped, around the area as your eyes scanned for tengen. 

finding him didn’t take very long as you saw him resting on a pile of rubble. you scoffed, walking to him before crouching down as he glanced at you weakly. 

“you look like shit.” you blurted out, making him chuckle at you usual sharp tongue. 

“thanks, you look even shittier.” tengen replied, his words having a little lisp added to them but you didn’t pay too much mind to it. 

there was a thick silence that was placed between you too, the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing that was coming from tengen. 

“you alright?” you asked in a gentle voice.

“could’ve been better, although, i don’t think i can hang on much longer.” he gave you a sad smile, making your heart drop to your stomach. 

“w-what do you mean?” you stammered, gulping down the lump that formed in your throat. 

“the poison he injected inside me is way too strong for my body to fight against it.” tengen let out a pained groan, making you rush to his side as you examined his body. nearly all of the skin he had exposed right now was purple from the poison and worry took over your mind. 

“stop talking like that, you idiot. you’re gonna be fine, you hear me? the kakushis are on their way and they’ll have an antidote to reverse this. you’ll be okay.” you said with soft eyes, grabbing a hold of his cold hands to provide some warmth to him. tengen hummed is slight amusement. 

“oh? do i see the cold-hearted y/n being mushy for the great god of festivals?” he teased, and you couldn’t help but laugh at how unhinged he can be sometimes, even when he’s nearly on the brink of death. 

“unfortunately, yes. you get on my nerves a lot and you’re a complete idiot, but i need you to stay alive and continue doing that. i need you to keep bothering me and making me wanna strangle you. so, you can’t die on me, okay?” you gave his hands a gentle squeeze, making him gaze at your face. 

in tengen’s point of view, you looked so beautiful, even though you were covered in blood, scars and dust. he noticed the scar on your cheek, which you got from gyutaro when you saved tengen from losing his arm. 

“does it hurt a lot?” tengen asked, a weak finger coming up to lightly graze the scar on your cheek. 

“not so much.” you winced a little after feeling his touch. 

“i’m sorry.” he suddenly apologized, making your breath hitch. 

“it’s okay, it was just a defense inst-”

“no, not for that. i mean, i’m sorry for the scar too. but mainly for what i said earlier to you.” tengen’s voice was laced with guilt as you tried to think back to what he was talking about earlier. 

oh. 

you realized what he was referring to. 

“it’s fine, don’t worry about it. in one way, you weren’t wrong about it.” you admitted as you shrugged your shoulders. tengen shook his head before opening his mouth to speak. 

“no, i was in the wrong. i was so angry and frustrated at myself for not being able to take down either of them that i lashed out on you. i know it was a mistake, but i used it as something to attack you with. so, for that i’m sorry.” he sincerely apologized, and you knew that there was not even a speck of bullshit in his words. 

“we’re okay, tengen.” you offered him a comforting smile before stroking his messy white locks which came undone from his ponytail. 

tengen could feel the poison slowly making his heartbeat irregular, from erratic to dangerously slow, his vision was growing fuzzy and his tongue was getting stiff. 

“i need to let my last words out, so hear me out, please.” tengen requested and your heart shattered to a million pieces. 

“stop talking crazy! you’ll be fine.” you panicked, feeling useless and desparate as your eyes scanned for any source of help. 

“you’re an amazing hashira, y/n. i mean, being able to climb into these ranks and this position in less than a week without any prior training is beyong impressive. i’ve always admired and respected you. you’re very flashy and flamboyant.” he gave you a wide smile, making your heartbeat increase as his words flustered you. 

“i think he injected you with too much poison, ‘cause you’re out of your mind.” you giggled, trying to lighten the mood, which worked as the weak male in front of you laughed. 

“there’s something else i’ve been wanting to tell you too, y/n.” he cleared his throat, making all your attention go to him. 

“hm?” you hummed. 

“i l-”

suddenly, his words came to a halt. his expression pained as he slouched back, his mouth closed. 

“tengen? tengen! oh god, what the fuck is taking them so long to come?” you yelled in frustration and fear as you stood up and started to call for help in every corner, but it was futile. 

you came back to where tengen sat, sitting on your knees as you gently cupped his face. you saw how his eyelids fought to keep open, tears welling in your eyes. 

“don’t try to speak, just focus on your breathing, okay? y-you’ll be fine.” you stuttered towards the end, your voice breaking as you let your tears fall. tengen’s eyes softened upon seeing you cry, bringing a shaky hand to wipe your tears away as he shook his head, an attempt to tell you to not cry. 

you heard rushed footsteps coming from behind you, turning around quickly to see the kakushis hurrying to your side. you moved over a little, allowing them to take a look at tengen. 

“he’s been poisoned and it’s really bad. give him a strong antidote, please.” you begged, watching them nod at your words as one of them dug into the medical kit to pull out a small bottle before handing it to you. 

you opened it before placing the bottle near his lips, as tengen obliged and drank the medicine. 

“this is the strongest antidote that we have access to. it works almost immediately.” one of the kakushis informed you. 

but nearly five minutes has passed and nothing has improved about tengen’s condition, it only seems to have gotten worse. 

“it’s not working. do you think maybe a second dose would work then?” you asked, eyes pleading for any kind of solution that could reverse this mess and put your heart at ease. 

“miss. y/n, there’s no other option. i don’t think-”

“no! no, you can’t say that!” you cried, looking over at tengen who tried his best to keep a small smile whenever you looked at him. you chewed on your lips, knowing that he was trying to mask away his pain to make you feel less shitty. 

you couldn’t help but throw yourself on him, straddling his lap as you shoved your head in the crook of his neck. you started to sob, it sounded really loud and ugly, but you didn’t care.

you don’t want to lose him. 

“you can’t die, tengen! this is not how you’re supposed to go, you little shit. being killed by poison is not a flashy nor flamboyant death that is fit for the great god of festivals. please, don’t leave me.” your tears began to wet his clothes and the flesh of his neck and shoulder. 

tengen’s heart clenched in pain as he heard your broken cries and pleas. he wishes that he could speak and comfort you, even if his words would’ve been a bunch of lies. but, sadly he couldn’t do anything other than trying his best to embrace you as tightly as he could. 

you were so busy crying and sobbing as you begged tengen to not die, followed by a bunch of empty threats darted to him, you didn’t realize when nezuko and tanjiro arrived. 

nezuko gently placed her hand on tengen’s bicep and he felt the small touch, glancing down to see the smaller figure giving him hopeful eyes. then, both your and tengen’s body was place in a huge pink flame. 

you were still unaware of all of this going down, not even bothering to pull away from tengen even for a second. although, you felt your body temperature slightly rising and it was almost as if your body aches were magically going away. 

“jeez, i thought that demon was a crybaby, but surely you’ve taken over that title, princess.” you heard tengen speaking normally, feeling the vibration of his chest as he let out a chuckle. 

you quickly pulled away from the hug to look at him, your face teary and eyes glossy with tears. you quickly scanned him and noticed that the trace of poision was gone as his flesh returned to its normal color. 

and, his lips drew a shit eating grin.

“you idiot!” you scolded him before tightly wrapping your arms around him as you hugged him, trying to be as close to him as possible as your heart was slowly being put to ease. 

“you’re alive and okay.” you said, which was slightly muffled. tengen hummed in response, arms tightly wrapped around your waist. 

“can’t leave you now, can i?” he said, comfortingly stroking your back to calm you down. 

“i’m glad that you two are okay. we both checked up on inosuke and zenitsu, too. they’re both doing good as well, the kakushis are treating them.” tanjiro assured with a smile, making tengen reciprocate. 

you pulled away to look at nezuko who was sitting next to you and tengen. tanjiro came closer before ruffling her hair. 

“nezuko’s blood demon art includes healing powers. although, you both shouldn’t move too much as it might make the wounds worse.” tanjiro advised, and both you and tengen nodded. 

“thank you, tanjiro and nezuko. you both saved my life and no action of mine can ever repay you for what you guys have done.” tengen graciously thanked them, and both siblings offered him a smile. 

“thanks, nezuko.” you gave her a big smile, holding your arms out so that the little girl could come into your embrace. you gave her a gentle squeeze before placing a kiss on her forehead. 

“and thank you, ‘jiro. you’re always looking out for us.” you ruffled tanjiro’s hair, he looked more than just beat up, giving you a smile as his tired eyes tried its best to stay awake. 

“now, let’s all return home in the most flashiest way possible!” tengen’s loud voice boomed, making everyone cheer. 

---

you sighed in bliss, stepping out of the huge shower as you dried yourself. you hummed a small melody, feeling refreshed to wash away all that blood and gunk with a warm shower. you wrapped your hair in a towel and your body in a robe before exiting the bathroom. 

you nearly let out a blood curdling scream when you saw someone laying on your bed. after realizing that the person in question is none other than your best friend, mitsuri, you calmed down your elevated heartbeat. 

you forgot that she’s the only one who knew your password combination. 

“holy shit, you nearly put me in a heart attack just now.” you placed a hand over your heart, closing the bathroom door behind you before shuffling over to the bed where mitsuri now sat up. 

she wore a facial expression which made you grow worried. usually, she’s never this quiet and is all smiles and giggles. but, her lips are frowning and you could see her eyes swelling with tears. 

“mitsuri? what’s wr-”

you were cut off by her jumping on you as you let out a yelp. she sobbed on your chest as she tried to say something to you, but all her words were incoherent and muffled. 

you patted her back and stroked her hair to calm her down, feeling her arms tightening around your waist as if she was afraid that she was gonna lose you. 

“i-i was so scared, y/n! when the order came for the assistance of another hashira because you and tengen were down, i lost it. i wanted to go and help you guys, but obanai refused to let me go. i thought i lost my best friend!” mitsuri cried, looking up at you as tears nonstop poured out of her eyes, landing on your neck. 

“i’m sorry for worrying you, mitsuri. but, you know that i’m a woman of my words, right? i promised you that i would come back in one piece, and i did. i can’t leave my one and only best friend, now can i?” you gave her a warm smile, making her smile at you too. 

“don’t ever leave me, okay? i love you too much to lose you.” she sniffled, and you nodded your head as a small chuckle left your lips. 

“i love you too and i promise. now, let’s stop with all of this sad stuff and talk about something else. come on, help me dry my hair so that you can braid it.” you suggested, making her quickly sit up and smile brightly at you as she eagerly nodded at the idea. 

so, here you both are now, munching on the red bean mochi that she made earlier while she braids your hair. 

“so, i heard that you and tengen shared a pretty special moment together.” mitsuri suddenly said out of the blue, making you choke on the mochi that was trying to pass down your throat. you could feel her smirk behind your head. 

“said who? no such thing happened.” you quickly dismissed her assumptions. 

“nope, a little birdie told me that you hugged him and you both got all sappy with each other.” 

“...”

“so, i’m correct, right?”

“tanjiro told you, didn’t he.”

“i never said any names. so, that means i was right!!”  

“i never said that.”

“ughh, you’re so mean, y/n.” mitsuri whined, shaking you back and forth as you let out a heavy sigh. 

“listen, even though he’s annoying, i was scared that he was gonna die. i just got a little too emotional, alright?” you explained, your cheeks tinted with an angry blush right now. 

“oOooOo~ y/nie’s in loovveee with tengennnn~” she sang out, making you grumble as you were trying to shush her. 

“i don’t know anymore, he makes me confused. sometimes he’s a little mean and annoying but then he’s so sweet and caring.” you admitted honestly, making mitsuri hum in response. 

you’ve taken note of the small actions tengen would do to fluster your heart. him putting you before himself, moving you away from harm, his sometimes suggestive or flirty comments, and the numerous skinship you both unknowingly shared. 

“do a little trial on him for these next few days that you both get off. see if he acts the same or a little different with you.” mitsuri peaked her head around to shoot you a wink. 

“different?” you questioned, eyebrows pinched together in confusion. 

“mhm, different. you’ll be able to realize, don’t worry. oh! and i finished doing your hair. you should go to sleep, you must be tired.” mitsuri hopped off your bed, leaving you a little dumbfounded. 

“huh? but i thought we were gonna have a sleepover.” you said, causing her to laugh nervously.

“o-oh, well that, uhm i just realized that nezuko told me to sew up her kimono.” she replied, which was a total lie, but you decided to mess around with her a little more. 

“really? why didn’t she just give it one of the kakushis?” you interrogated further, making mitsuri thin her lips. 

“because the kimono is special to her and she trusts me the most with it. besides, you deserve some peace and quiet to rest. i’ll see you tomorrow in the morning.” mitsuri quickly waved to you before scurrying out.

you giggled at her strange behavior as mitsuri never hid anything from you before. but, you knew that sooner or later you’d find out. 

you turned of the lamp light before snuggling into your bed as you pulled the covers over your body and fell into a deep slumber. 

---

you were awoken by a cold breeze that entered you room, goraning as you rolled around you bed for a little. after stretching your body and doing that weird shaking/twitching thing, you sat up and turned on your lamp. a yawn left your lips as you rubbed the sleep away from your eyes, glancing at the clock rengoku gifted you on your last birthday. 

it was almost five in the morning. 

it was still pretty early but you knew that you weren’t going back to sleep any time soon. so, you decided to go to the hot spring for a soak since you knew that everyone was still asleep at this hour. 

you went to the bathroom and brushed your teeth before washing your face. you then grabbed a fresh set of clothes and a towel before heading out. as you were walking outside, you noticed the familiar white scaled reptile freely roaming the place. 

you cocked an eyebrow in confusion, knowing that the animal was almost never without his owner. you walked over to obanai’s pet snake, kaburamaru, before leaning down. 

“morning, why are you out here all alone, ‘maru?” you asked, as if the snake could understand and respond to your words. nonetheless, kaburamaru simply stuck his tongue out. 

“come on, let’s get you back to obanai.” you extended your arm, allowing the snake to slither onto you before wrapping itself on your neck. 

luckily, obanai’s place was on the walk to the spring, so you didn’t have to make a double trip anywhere. 

you finally reached his place, knocking on the door as you waited for a response. the door finally opened, revealing obanai in his robe. 

“good morning, i just came to return your little friend here who was roaming nearby my place.” you gave him a smile, extending your arm out to let kaburamaru slither back onto his owner as obanai thanked you. 

“who is that, honey?” you heard a familiar voice speak from inside his room. you looked at obanai with a questionable expression, but, he simply averted his eyes away from you as a blush crept up to his face. 

“mitsuri kanroji. come out here. now.” you strictly called out, hearing a faint gasp coming from her as you could here her shuffling around the bed. you saw her come into your view in just a robe as she harshly pushed obanai aside. 

“y/n! what are you doing here?” she nervously laughed as an obvious blush embrace her, while she scratched the back of her nape. 

“i just came to return kaburamaru. what are you doing here?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest. 

of course, you didn’t need her to answer. 

the visible hickeys that were littered across her neck gave it away. 

“i can’t believe you left me for obanai. is this how deep our friendship runs?” you pretended to sulk, making her quickly shake her head. 

“no, no! it’s not like that, y/n, i swear!” she tried to reason. 

“i was going to invite you to join me in the hot spring, but i assume you’re to busy.” you let out a dramatic sigh, making her face wash with guilt. 

“i promise, i’ll join you later!” mitsuri grabbed your hands, giving you apologetic eyes. you chuckled at her futile attempts. 

“i’m just playing around, mitsuri. have fun, i’ll see you later.” you winked at her before walking off. 

the sun was still shying off, not fully risen as it was still a little dark outside. but, you didn’t mind it. you liked the dimmed lighting, the quiet atmosphere and how it was warm outside. 

you finally reached the hot spring, untying your robe as you took it off before settling your clean clothes and robe on the bench that was provided by the corps for use. 

you were now in your naked glory, being one with mother nature as the warmth of the earth embrace your skin. you dipped your toe in the water, testing the temperature, which was just perfect. you slowly began to emerge yourself in the water, moaning in bliss as the warm water hugged you with warmth. 

you leaned against the edge, allowing yourself to close your eyes as a contented smile was plastered on your face. 

“mind if i join you?” you heard a loud voice boom, recognizing it almost immediately. you opened your eyes to see tengen in nothing but a towel around his waist that was barely covering the lower half of his body. 

he was bare faced, snowy locks untied and his jewelry was removed. 

“knock yourself out.” you bluntly responded, averting your gaze as you realized that you spent way too much time checking him out. you looked the other direction to give him some respect of not looking at him completely nude. 

the only people you’ve been in the hot spring with was you friends, mitsuri and rengoku. other than that, you rarely come here unless it was a tiresome mission or mitsuri needed some company. 

you heard the splashing sound which indicated that tengen got inside the water, facing him as you both now sat across each other, an awkward distance if you were to be honest. 

after about a few minutes that had past, you suddenly heard tengen chuckle. 

“i feel like i’m about to have a serious conference with you. come closer, i’m not gonna bite you, ya know.” tengen gave you a sheepish grin, leaning back to become a little more comfortable. 

you suppose that he was right. 

you wrapped your arms around your chest as you got up, thankfully, the water covered your waist. you didn’t want to accidentally flash him. 

you took a seat next to him, feeling a little shy. 

“why are you so quiet?” you broke the silence, turning your head to the side to face him. tengen looked down at you with a cheeky smile. 

“why? you miss my voice that much?” he asked in a flirtatious tone, making your cheeks heat up. 

“no! it’s just unusual for you to be this silent.” you murmured, pushing yourself further down inside the water from embarrassment. 

“i’m giving you a day off from our bickering today. but just today! so, don’t get your hopes high.” tengen said, making you roll your eyes. 

“why thank you, lord tengen, how kind of you.” you said in a sarcastic voice. however, the foreigness of the honorifics used for him slipping out of your stubborn mouth made his eyes widen. 

“you should use honorifics with me more often. you sounded so hot.” he remarked, looking at you with a smirk as he licked his lips. 

“oh my god, shut up!” you splashed him with water, making him yelp. 

“hey! not fair!” he scoffed before returning the treatment to you as you both were now too busy wetting each other by the brutal splash attacks. 

which was you mostly getting drenched as his large hands caused huge splashes while your comparably smaller ones were not much help 

“why are you acting like we both didn’t have a romeo and juliet moment yesterday, princess!” tengen teased, continuing his attacks as you struggled to keep up with him, too busy as you were dodging. 

“don’t get any weird ideas, i was just an emotional wreck yesterday ‘cause i didn’t want to experience the whole rengoku incident.” you responded, using all your strength to form a huge wave with your hands before splashing him. 

“is that so? and how do you view rengoku as?” tengen paused, cocking an eyebrow as he waited for your response. 

“a brother of course!” you blurted with no hesitation as if it wasn’t obvious. 

“then how do you see me as? a brother?” he scrunched up his nose in distaste as he fake gagged. 

“what the fuck, hell no.”

“then?”

“i see you as a colossal dumbass.” you smirked, earning a gasp from him before the water attacks continued to be thrown at you. this would go on for another couple of minutes before you waved your hands in defeat. 

“okay, okay! truce.” you held out your hand, waiting for him to shake it. 

“fine.” he agreed, taking a hold of your hand; only to pull you against his chest as he smirked. your eyes widened, feeling the bare skinship between your tits and his well-scultped abdomen. 

tengen leaned his face down before his hand cupped your cheek, grazing the healing scar that was created from yesterday’s battle. 

“does it still hurt?” he softly asked, his voice sounding so hypnotizing and you couldn’t tell if your body was getting hot because of the water or the close proximity between you two. 

“not a lot.” you meekly responded, making him hum. 

“you were so good to me yesterday, saving me from that demon and scarring this pretty face of yours for me. yet, you look beautiful as ever.” tengen whispered sensually, making you release the breath that you didn’t realize you were holding in. 

“really?” you asked, mind slowly fogging up. 

“mhm, the prettiest. so fucking pretty that i could just eat you up, princess.” he began to leave soft kisses on your jawline, his lips feeling like soft pillows as you let out a whimper. your hand snaked up his nape, pulling him closer to you as he continued to kiss down your neck. 

suddenly, you felt something wet on the flesh of your neck. his tongue began to lick and bite your skin, making you moan. tengen made a few kitten licks before harshly sucking on the spot, determined to leave his mark. 

“tengen.” you called out his name, which came out as a whisper. 

“hm? tell me what you want, and imma give it to you all.” his thumb stroked your cheek as he looked at you with lust clouded eyes. without thinking twice, you pulled his head towards your face, crashing your lips onto his. 

the kiss was steamy and intense, the lewd noise of sucking and clash of teeth from how needy the both of you grew. you nibbled on his lower lip teasingly before licking it as an apology. tengen smirked into your little antics, grabbing a hold of your jaw before kissing you roughly. 

you felt his tongue swiping against your lips before his free hand cheekily went down and groped your ass, making you gasp. he took this as a chance to slide his tongue in your mouth, exploring every cavern he could find. you sucked on his tongue, completely drinking and devouring each other. 

you could taste the fresh mint he uses every morning. 

tengen pulled you more into him, as you could feel his hard cock now resting on your thigh. your eyes widened at how long, heavy and thick it was. he noticed your reaction and couldn’t help but let a cocky grin dance on his lips. 

“you feel that? it’s what you do to me.” he spoke on your lips before placing a sloppy wet kiss on them one last time. tengen pulled away, both of your lips connected by a string of saliva as you both panted for air. your lips were swollen and your face was burning red. 

tengen bit his lips, seeing your tits on full display for him to enjoy. of course, your tits borderline flash him every day because those tight uniforms are too small to cover them up.

not that he’s complaining. 

although, now it was completely exposed. your perky nipples swollen and begging for some of his attention to which he’d be more than happy to provide. 

tengen took one of your tits in his mouth, his hand fondling with the other one as he pinched your nipple, before rolling it between his index finger and thumb. tengen was the king of fairness, using his mouth equally as he suckled on your nipples before lightly biting it. he swirled his tongue around the bud before releasing it from his mouth with a ‘pop’ sound. 

your breath hitched as you entangled your fingers in his wet snowy locks, pushing him further into your chest. of course, tengen made sure to leave plenty of hickeys on your chest too, just for good measure. 

“come on, princess. let me please you how you deserve to be pleased, yeah?” with that being said, he lifted you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist and wrapped your arms around his neck. tengen made sure to securely hold onto you as he stood up and exited the hot spring. 

the area had two benches, one of them was occupied with both of your stuff. so, tengen used the empty one to sit you down. a sudden shyness took over you as you realized that you were completely nude in front of him. 

you look down at your feet before he grabbed a hold of your chin, lifting your face up to meet his burgundy ones. 

“come on, baby, let me see that pretty little pussy of yours.” tengen begged, kneeling as his palms were placed on your knees. there was a growing ache between your legs that you knew only tengen could cure. 

so, you pushed away those stupid worries swarming in your mind and said fuck it. 

you opened your legs, giving him a beautiful view of your wet cunt. tengen grinned in satisfaction, licking his lips as placed teasing kisses on your thighs, trailing up to your inner thigh. 

“tengen, please.” you whimpered, looking down at him with pleading eyes. although he wanted to toy around with you, he has waited way too long for this, so he wanted both you and him to indulge in this. 

tengen leaned forwards before licking a fat stripe on your folds. you let out a heavy breath as you felt the wet muscle part your folds open. he began to sloppily makeout with your pussy, sucking on your lips before lightly biting it. multiple swears and curses slipped out of your lips along with sinful moans as his tongue worked wonders. 

tengen sucked on your clit before placing a kiss on it, making the most lewd sounds ever. you soon felt the intrusion of something entering your hole as tengen pushed in a thick finger. he began to tongue and finger fuck your dripping cunt, his chin wet with your arousal as he continued to circle the tip of his tongue on your clit. 

he soon added a second finger, the sounds of your pussy squealching was like music to his ears. he experimented by moaning against your pussy, the vibration of his voice sending a shockwave through you. 

“fuck! s-so close, tengen.” you moaned out as he continued to scissor his fingers inside you while his tongue continued to lick, suck and bite your clit and folds. your stomach began to form a tight knot, your chest feeling fuzzy as your eyes rolled back from the intense amount of pleasure that you felt. 

“cum for me, princess.” he demanded, speaking against your sensitive pussy, nose bumping into your swollen clit while he continued to eat you out. 

you gasped and let out the most pornographic moan that your throat could produce, cumming all over tengen’s face. he happily drank in all that you had to offer, using his tongue to clean you up as his gracious actions began to overstimulate you. 

tengen gave your clit one last playful bite before giving it a kiss as he pulled away, looking at you as he wiped his wet chin. you were still trying to catch your breath from that powerful orgasm that he just put you through, looking at him with a flushed face. 

“i’m not done with you yet.” he mumbled, picking you up as he began to walk to his place. you forgot that the hot spring was located pretty much in his backyard. 

you both were now inside his bathroom, as he turned on the showerhead, the both of you now becoming wet once again. you felt his hard cock poking your thigh, wrapping your hand around it as you lazily pumped it while kissing him. 

he gasped in the kiss, a low moan leaving his lips as your thumb circled his tip. you grinned, looking up at him with an innocent face. 

“you know, i could put my mouth to other uses than just bickering with you.” you seductively said, licking and biting his peck playfully, making him groan. 

“is that so? why don’t you show me, i’m a visual learner.” tengen replied, making you giggle as you got on your knees to come eye level to his cock. 

this man was 6′6ft, it was expected that he’d have a huge cock. but, now that you’ve come face to face with it, you felt a little intimidated. tengen was massive, an erected shaft standing at no less than nine or ten inches, thick as the girth of it barely fit your hands, twin veins running on either side which throbbed under your fingers and his tip leaking precum. 

you placed a teasing kiss on his tip before swirling your tongue around, knowing that it’s the most sensitive part. tengen’s breath hitched, as he stroked your hair lovingly while you toyed around with his cock. you licked up and down the sides of his cock, making sure to specifically go over the twin veins, feeling him shudder. 

without warning, you took his cock inside your mouth, trying your best to fit most of it in. you gagged at first as you didn’t expect it to hit the back of your throat so soon, but you regained control. you bobbed your head back and forth, making sure to use a lot of spit to lubricate it and make it more slippery. 

tengen felt like he was in heaven, just on earth, in his bathroom. your teeth lightly grazed his shaft, the new sensation sending him over the edge as you continued to throat fuck his cock. you sucked and licked the entire length before sucking on his tip like a lollipop. 

you fondled with his balls, trying to stimulate more pleasure within him as you knew he was getting close with the way he was twitching in your mouth. 

“f-fuck, you’re such a good girl, doing so good for me.” he breathed out, encouraging you to continue your actions as he began to thrust his hips into your mouth. you heard him let out a whimper before a guttural moan exited his lips, his warm cum flowing down your throat. 

you made sure to clean his cock up, not wasting a single drop of cum that he poured inside of your mouth. you placed a gentle kiss on his tip, before standing up. 

tengen pulled you into a heated kiss, tasting himself a little on your tongue as he looked at you with darkened eyes. his hands travelled in between your thighs, fingers slipping past your slit as he rubbed your pussy. 

“need you so bad...please, tengen.” you whimpered, desparately grinding your wet cunt onto his hand as you continued to leave sloppy kisses on his jaw. tengen smirked, feeling himself get hard by your pleas. 

“you poor thing. need me to make you feel good, princess?” he tauntingly asked, but you were too fucked out in pleasure to care about his tone. you nodded your head eagerly before he pinned you against the wall. 

tengen grabbed a hold of his thick cock, using the tip to prod your slit open. you felt his tip graze against your clit, making you moan as you gave him pleading eyes. however, tengen intended to play around with you a little more. 

he coated his cock in your juices, sliding the long shaft between your folds as it ocassionally bumped into your clit or poked your entrance. you were on the verge of tears because your hole was clenching on nothing. 

“no more teasing, tengen. i need you inside me.” you said in between your pants, trying to convince him to give in to you by kissing him, sucking on his lips and biting his tongue. 

perhaps if tengen was feeling generous today, then he would’ve given in. but, he needed this. 

“tell me how bad you need it and maybe then i’ll consider if you’re worthy of my cock.” tengen evilly grinned, making your eyes widen at his request. 

“you little shit!” you cursed at him, only to receive a harsh smack on your ass. 

“disrespect me again and i’ll leave you in here all hot and bothered, i swear.” he threatened, making you harshly gulped as that was the last thing that you needed to happen. 

“please, tengen. i want you to please me, i need you inside of me so bad. make me cum, please?” you tried your very best to sound as pleasing as you could to make him happy, to convince him that you deserved to be fucked by his cock. 

“hm, have you forgotten that i am superior to you?” tengen scoffed, wrapping an arm around your waist to make sure that you don’t slip when he lifts one of your legs to wrap around his waist. he takes his free hand to slap his heavy cock on your clit, making you wince in pain. 

“say it right or you won’t get it.” he spoke and with every word was a smack on your clit with his cock, to which you were sure made your clit swell with both pleasure and pain. 

“please, lord tengen. make me cum, please.” you begged once more and this time he was satisfied with your answer, a proud grin plastered on his face as he leaned in to give you a longing kiss. 

“see, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” tengen playfully asked, but you were too distracted by the way the tip of his cock was splitting you in half. your face expressed a grimace as the stretch of his cock entering your tight hole burned a little. 

“just breathe, baby. you’re taking me in so good.” he encouraged you, a finger toying with your clit to stimulate you with some pleasure as he slowly continued to push more inches of himself inside you. 

“mhm.. it’s too much, tengen.” you mumbled against his lips, feeling incredibly full as he still hasn’t bottomed out inside you yet. 

“you can take it, princess, i know you can. this pussy was made for me.” tengen groaned, pulling out of you completely before slamming his entire cock back inside of you, a loud moan escaping your mouth as you clawed his back in both a mix of pain and pleasure. 

“f-fuck, so tight.” he stuttered, feeling your walls welcome his throbbing cock in a tight hug as he continued to thrust in and out of your went cunt. you were breathing heavy, the feeling of fullness from his cock threw you into a whole other dimension. 

“feels so good.” you whimpered, biting down on his neck as he continued to piston his hips into you, balls smacking against your thigh. his twin veins grazed your slick walls so perfectly, the friction increasing your pleasure. 

“been waiting for so long to fuck this sweet pussy of yours. god, if only you knew how many times you’d make me so hard and i had to jack off at the thought of you. and now? this pussy is mine.” he lowly chuckled, increasing his pace as his stamina was absolutely wild. 

a ring of white cream began to form at the base of his cock as you were fucked out dumb from his huge cock. your eyes rolled back, vision growing blurry as your mind was filled with nothing but tengen. 

“i’m gonna cum.” he moaned out, making you gasp as he twitched inside you while his tip kissed your cervix. 

“i-inside.” you managed to stammer out, and he nodded. the familiar knot continued to tighten as your climax was near. you moaned like an absolute bitch in heat, purposely squeezing him with your walls, feeling him choke on a breath from how good you made him feel. 

“gonna cum-” you whimpered as your body shook with pleasure, cumming all over his cock and a few seconds later, tengen painted your walls with thick ropes of cum. you shuddered at the warm feeling of your pussy being pumped full of his cum, as tengen still lazily thrusted inside of you. 

you were completely delirious.

you cupped his face, pulling him in for a kiss, nothing too suggestive. it was a simple and loving kiss. 

you pulled away, looking at him with a bashful smile. 

“come on, let’s properly clean up now.” tengen chuckled, and you nodded your head. he pulled out of you, watching the sight of your pussy leaking his cum and he could feel his cock struggling to contain the urge to get hard again and plunge deep inside your cunt again. 

“don’t waste it, pretty. i worked too hard to fill you up.” he scoffed, plunging two fingers into your cunt to shove his cum back inside you. 

“tengen!” you smacked his bicep, your pussy still sensitive. you both broke out into a fit of giggles as you guys finally decided to cut it out. the rest of the shower consisted of you two bickering as usual about who made who feel more pleasured. you washed his hair and he washed yours, it felt very domestic. 

after about another half an hour or so, you both finally got out of the bathroom. tengen went outside by the hot spring to grab both of your clothes from the bench. 

he saw mitsuri heading to the hot spring, waving her good morning as the woman happily reciprocated. 

“oh! why do you have y/n’s clothes in your hands? and speaking of y/n, where even is she? i told her that i’d be joining her in the hot spring later.” mitsuri pointed at your clothes as she asked in confusion. 

“don’t worry, i took great care of her. she seemed a little tense, so i helped her relieve it.” tengen smirked, giving mitsuri a wink. she gasped as she saw the marks left on his flesh, a squeal leaving her lips. 

“i knew it, i knew it! hehe, she’s never gonna hear the end of it from me!” mitsuri jumped in joy from her victory. 

“hm, looks like you and obanai had some fun like us too.” tengen pointed out, noticing the bluish-purple marks left on her neck. she laughed in embarrassment, to which tengen didn’t pick on her any further, patting her head before taking his leave to let the woman enjoy her time. 

tengen returned with your clothes as you both dressed more comfortably. it was only seven in the morning, still pretty early. 

“i should head back to my room.” you said, standing up from the bed, only to have tengen frown. 

“why? just stay here with me for a little longer.” tengen grabbed your hands, pulling you down on his lap as he protectively wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“what if someone finds out?” you asked in worry. 

“so? who cares? you’re mine now anyways. also, mitsuri know.” tengen dropped the bomb as he kissed your neck. 

“what?! how??” your eyes were the size of two full moons. 

“i met her by the hot spring just now, she was asking for you and i told her that you were with me.” he shrugged it off. you groaned as you shoved your face in the crook of his neck. 

“fuck, i’m screwed.” you whined. 

“why? you don’t wanna be with me?” his voice was tainted with disappointment, making you quickly pull back to cup his face. 

“no! that’s not what i meant. it’s just, i’ve been in denial with my feeling for you for so long and mitsuri was right. so, she’s gonna eat me alive for the next few weeks.” you let out a heavy sigh, making him chuckle. 

“oh? you know, you saying that now makes me wanna eat you again.” tengen grinned, and in a swift motion you were now on his bed with him hovering above you. 

you giggled, locking him between your legs as you wrapped your arms around his neck before pulling him in. 

“you’re so dirty, geez. i’m so tired and sore, so let’s just sleep.” you suggested, watching his eyes glimmer with love as he nodded. tengen laid on the side, pulling you close to his chest as he kissed the top of your head before looking down at you. 

“tengen?” you called out to him.

“yes?” he responded, as you looked up at him. 

“i love you. well, i love you a lot actually. i was so scared that i was going to lose you yesterday. so, don’t ever scare me like that, okay?” you hugged him tighter, making him laugh at your sudden confession. 

“i love you too, princess. as long as my heart beats, i promise to protect you.” tengen leaned down to press a kiss over the scar on your cheek before finally planting a soft and loving kiss on your lips. 

you both smiled at each other before snuggling into one another’s embrace as sleep slowly began to take over your heavy eyes. 

[colourstreakgryffin]

May I request something?

A Uzui x Deaf! fem! S/o

Any type is okay, I also think it'd be cute if she randomly turns of her hearing aids, just to mess with him

Oohh~! Okay. This is actually pretty cute and I like this idea. Simple and random~! I like it!

Uzui Tengen- The Best and the Worst

Tengen feels very sorry for you when he first met you. You can’t hear his marvellous voice nor his wives’ incredible music. However, he won’t treat you weak for your disability

Tengen has a system for himself and his wives to follow when interacting with you. All four Uzuis has learnt sign language and they don’t point out your condition, to make you feel like a normal person

Tengen is actually somewhat relieved that you’re deaf as for some scenarios. You can’t be tortured by loud noises nor the Kamaboko Squad’s awful band practice, you’re saved from all of it

Tengen doesn’t think your weak nor your condition, he values you highly and views you as a equal to his wives. You can do anything you want and he is supportive of you

Tengen will always protect you from assholes that point out your condition and cheer you up with your favourite foods and sweets. Nobody insults his beloved fourth wife right in front of him on his watch and his lovely wives will also help cheer you up

Tengen is a playful man with his lovers, deep at his core, so when you randomly ignore his signing as to mess with him, he just laughs and lays his big head in your head to make you notice him. His cute puppydog eyes are just so hard to resist

Tengen is a bit overprotective over you with battle situations where you have to square up but he always stops himself as he knows you can handle yourself well, rather you can hear the enemy or not. He will only jump in when he feels like it’s absolutely necessary

You’re his beloved fourth wife. Sure, you’re treated a bit special, compared to his three first wives. But you’re the same as them and you don’t mind, you actually like Hinatsuru, Makio and Suma

“You’re so beautiful, Dokusha… I don’t care if you can’t hear me. I love you and I want your hand in marriage. I swear to be the most flashy, loving, equal husband to you. Will you marry me?”

[mamayan]

Welcome to my Followers Event!

This event is now closed!

Below will be the master list for all the prompts I answered!

Kokushibo “Let me hold you?” || Sleep || Tangled hair || Soulmates || GN! Reader

Giyuu Tomioka Somnophilia || Yandere || “You cry so pretty.” || “I need you like I need air in my lungs, like I need blood in my veins, like I need the earth to keep spinning.” || Fem! Reader

Giyuu Tomioka “I told you to sit on my face, not hover baby.”|| Lesson || Tangled hair || Enemies to lovers || Fem! Reader Coded (GN! Terms used)

Gojo Satoru “I’ll make you fucking sorry.”|| Lesson || Late autumn walk || Edging/Overstimulation || GN! Reader

Giyuu Tomioka Tender || Femdom || Best Friend || Laundry || Fem! Reader

Tomura Shigaraki “I’ll make you fucking sorry.” || Wartime || Fresh laundry || Enemies to lovers || Fem! Reader

Suguru Geto “You’re pathetic, you know that right?” || Cicadas singing || Exhibitionism || Throat fucking || GN! Reader

Tengen Uzui “I want to worship the ground you walk on.” || Saint || Soulmates || Praise/Worship || AFAB! Reader

Douma “You’re pathetic, you know that right?” || Taste of Iron || Size || Praise/Worship || Fem! Reader

Kento Nanami SHOT! || Fem! Reader

Sanemi Shinazugawa “I told you to sit on my face, not hover baby.” || Carnivore || Hot stove || Bully || Fem! Reader

Toji Fushiguro “Keep crying baby, maybe someone will save you?” || Asphyxiation || Dacryphilia || Degradation/Humiliation || GN! Reader

Sanemi Shinazugawa “You’re pathetic, you know that right?” || Lesson || Sensitive || Professor/Teacher || Fem! Reader Coded

Aizawa Shota “You’re pathetic, you know that right?” || Sleep || Nightmares when sick || Step!Parent || Fem! Reader

Suguru Geto SHOT! || GN! Reader

Tengen Uzui SHOT! || Fem! Reader

Tomura Shigaraki Graveyard Shift || Muddy boots || Stalker || Voyeurism || Fem! Reader

Choso “Keep crying baby, maybe someone will save you?” || Carnivore || Graveyard Shift || Stalker || Fem! Reader

Cute dividers hand drawn by @benkeibear ! ♡

[reirasheadcanons]

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA X MALE!READER (FLUFF/PART 1)

Featuring: Sanemi Shinazugawa x male!hashira reader, fluff/cute headcanons, English isn't my first language so I apologise if I make any mistakes.

Cw: none really<3

note: appropriate for all ages, kinda enemies to lovers dynamic, I'm probably gonna be making this a series with 5-6 parts(maybe more).

Hope you enjoy!

His first appearance

It's been a while since you first joined the demon slayer corps. After all, it was such a hard decision for you make. Taking Kyo's place meant you were officially the new fire hashira. The first time you met Rengoku, something inside you 'snapped'. Since that day, you made a promise to yourself. You were going to overcome his power, his talent and become unbearable for every demon alive.

That day, as you were entering the corps for the very first time, you felt more unwanted than ever. A tall, white haired man—probably at his 20's—, was staring at you while slightly forcing a smile. You knew he wasn't happy for you. He wasn't admiring you either. That guy was surely making fun of you. A weird sensation passed through your veins. He was surely pissing you off.

You suddenly opened your eyes, releasing yourself from all those foolish and stressful events. It's been three days from his first appearance in your life. You hate that man and you were sure he also hated you. You tried calming yourself down while thinking about today's programme. Today, Master Ubuyashiki had promised to introduce you to the rest of the pillars.

As you were walking towards the meeting room, the door opened and you let yourself in. You took a closer look around the room. It was covered with the most beautiful paintings you have ever seen. In a specific place, katana's were hanging from the wall. Wow. That's all you could say.

Inside, a mysterious man with deep blue eyes was sitting down—legs crossed— observing you carefully, as if he was waiting for quite a long time. When he saw you, he stood up introducing himself. His name was Tomioka Giyuu and he was the water pillar. "I'm Y/n L/n, it is a pleasure meeting you." You said while forcing an unnecessary smile. "Are you stressed Y/n?" Silence. "Only a little." Your answer was too intense, bluntness and cold. You could feel the atmosphere becoming more and more uncomfortable. Although you were waiting for an answer, Giyuu kept looking at you puzzled.

After a while more and more people kept coming. After Giyuu's appearance, a short and smiling woman joined you both. She was tiny—such a body can't really slay demons, you thought to yourself—, her purple hair also caught your attention. Some time later a lot of new people had entered your gaze—a woman with long braided hair alongside with a small man, a very tall man, a young boy and a womanizer oof—. As you were thinking the day couldn't get any better he walked in.

You recognised him right away. His messy fluffy hair, his opened uniform, his sword. It really was him. He gave you a decent look while taking his seat next to Giyuu. Suddenly, master Ubuyashiki and his wife walked in. Amane started talking once again. "Everyone this is Y/n L/n. From now on he will be the fire hashira. Treat him with respect and kindness." You smiled at her, while finally feeling accepted.

"Is he a baby or somethin'? He was talking back now. All force ahead. "Respect and kindness my ass, I'm leavin'." He stood up, ready to storm off. Silence. This time, you had to talk back and defend yourself. "You are actually quite disappointing for a hashira." He stopped walking and turned back to look at you. "I really overestimated you. You are such a coward." He locked his gaze into your while slightly trembling." You knew he was ready to start a fight, or at least talk back. To your surprise, he didn't.

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Two days later...

"Oh my y/n, you are so deadly with that sword of yours! I love your moves. It makes you look kinda badass you know." Uzui Tengen, the worst man you've ever met in your entire life—not really, you just thought it was weird for him to have not 1 or 2 but 3 wifes—. "Thanks Uzui." You guys weren't even that close and he was really getting so familiar with you. Once, you were having a bath at the public spa and he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. That was the worst experience you've ever had—you decided to never go to that hot spring again—.

You got closer to other hashira as well. For example, Kocho Shinobu. A tiny woman who can kill demons with poison. Although she's weak and she lacks power, you respect her. You really like her cheerful and warm character, as well as, you enjoy talking with her.

Mitsuri Kanroji. You hated her. Not because of her character nor the way she was. Let's just say, she was completely out of your league.

Obanai Iguro—the guy who has a crush on Kanroji and everyone knows—. At first you both were getting really close—'till you found out he's mostly hanging out with the guy—.

Gyomei Himejima. He scares you a lot. He's so tall that your mind can't even thinking straight. Your relationship with him is quite neutral.

Next on the list is Muichiro Tokito, the youngest hashira. Naturally, you both don't talk a lot, but you are in good terms.

Last but unfortunately not least, is Sanemi Shinazugawa, or else the guy who made fun of you in the very beginning. He was quite different from what you have imagined. He was indeed hot tempered and all, but you believed he eventually had a good side on him. You just had to trigger it.

To be continued...

Honestly I will continue this and I promise it!! (For yall who while probably come at me for choosing to make a male character x sanemi, you can just act as if it's a fem!reader<3)

Hope you enjoyed it<33

[creative-kny-fics]

I'm bored, so I'll leave you my list of ships in case at some point you want a fic with a couple (I'm going to list them by age, from youngest to oldest)

Warning: If you don't like a ship, that's okay, we all have different tastes! But if you ask for respect... I respect you, you respect me.

Don't start with comments like 'x ship is canon', each person has the right to ship whoever they like

They're not in order, I don't have a preference for one or the other

By the way, I only respect the ships depending on where they take place, for example in K.G, I don't ship Shinobu with anyone because she is a student and the other teachers

1. Muichiro Tokito:

A. GenMui (Genya Shinazugawa x Muichiro Tokito) (I think it's the main one)

B. MuiTan (Muichiro Tokito x Tanjiro Kamado) (I like it both romantically and in a cute sibling relationship)

C. MuiNezu (Muichiro Tokito x Nezuko Kamado) (Same opinion of the ship with Tanjiro, siblings or love relationship)

D. MuiSen (Muichiro Tokito x Senjuro Kamado) (I don't know where the ship came from, but I liked it...)

E. MuiAoi (Muichiro Tokito x Aoi Kanzaki) (All thanks to a video where Muichiro does remember Aoi)

F. MuiKana (Muichiro Tokito x Kanao Tsuyuri) (Don't ask, I just like it)

2. Shinobu Kocho:

A. GiyuShino (Giyuu Tomioka x Shinobu Kocho) (Don't come at me with your war, I just like it)

B. MitsuShino (Mitsuri Kanroji x Shinobu Kocho) (Do I have to do it again?)

C. ObaShino (Iguro Obanai x Shinobu Kocho) (Duo of shorts-)

D. RenShino (Kyojuro Rengoku x Shinobu Kocho) (They looked so cute in the Mugen Train arc)

3. Mitsuri Kanroji:

A. ObaMitsu (Iguro Obanai x Mitsuri Kanroji) (My two beloveds)

B. GiyuMitsu (Giyuu Tomioka x Mitsuri Kanroji) (I wanted to see how Giyuu helped Mitsuri *cries*)

C. MitsuShino (Mitsuri Kanroji x Shinobu Kocho) (I know I already said it, but still)

D. RenMitsu (Kyojuro Rengoku x Mitsuri Kanroji) (Similar to MuiTan and MuiNezu, loving or sibling relationship)

E. SaneMitsu (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Mitsuri Kanroji) (Bare-breasted duo jahsksgsksh)

4. Kyojuro Rengoku:

A. RenGiyuu (Kyojuro Rengoku x Giyuu Tomioka) (You must see their fanarts, they're so cute)

B. UzuRen (Tengen Uzui x Kyojuro Rengoku) (The Fourth Wife lol)

C. RenMitsu (Kyojuro Rengoku x Mitsuri Kanroji) (Again-)

D. RenShino (Kyojuro Rengoku x Shinobu Kocho) (-³-)

E. SaneRen (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Kyojuro Rengoku) (Rengoku will send Sanemi to therapy JAHSJSHJAHSKSHSA)

F. RenOba (Kyojuro Rengoku x Iguro Obanai) (I already said it, love or sibling relationship)

G. RenGyo (Kyojuro Rengoku x Gyomei Himejima) (Don't ask please... ;-;)

H. RenTsu (Kyojuro Rengoku x Tsutako Tomioka) (Ehehehe... Don't ask...)

I. KyoKana (Kyojuro Rengoku x Kanae Kocho) (Ship guilty)

5. Sanemi Shinazugawa:

A. SaneGiyuu (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Giyuu Tomioka) (Hadn't I made it obvious?)

B. SaneKana (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Kanae Kocho) (I imagine Shinobu being the third wheel JSHSJSHSJ)

C. SaneOba (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Iguro Obanai) (They would criticize people together)

D. SaneMitsu (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Mitsuri Kanroji) (Another one that would send him to therapy)

E. SaneRen (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Kyojuro Rengoku) (Again-)

F. UzuSane (Tengen Uzui x Sanemi Shinazugawa) (Sanemi with his pet would scare Tengen's mice)

G. HimeSane (Gyomei Himejima x Sanemi Shinazugawa) (Final battle, that's all I'll say)

H. MasaSane (Masachika Kumeno x Sanemi Shinazugawa) (Scars...)

6. Iguro Obanai:

A. ObaMitsu (Iguro Obanai x Mitsuri Kanroji) (🛐)

B. ObaShino (Iguro Obanai x Shinobu Kocho) (Kaburamaru would be angry with Obanai)

C. RenOba (Kyojuro Rengoku x Iguro Obanai) (I already said it)

D. SaneOba (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Iguro Obanai) (It was my first ship from Obanai-)

E. ObaGiyuu (Iguro Obanai x Giyuu Tomioka) (Enemies to lovers 😻)

7. Giyuu Tomioka:

A. SaneGiyuu (Sanemi Shinazugawa x Giyuu Tomioka) (My daddies <3)

B. GiyuKana (Giyuu Tomioka x Kanae Kocho) (I imagine Kanae defending Tomioka, so cute)

C. RenGiyuu (Kyojuro Rengoku x Giyuu Tomioka) (<3)

D. ObaGiyuu (Iguro Obanai x Giyuu Tomioka) (I love love triangles)

E. UzuGiyuu (Tengen Uzui x Giyuu Tomioka) (Uzui's wives would love him)

F. SabiGiyuu (Sabito x Giyuu Tomioka) (I cried with the chapter)

G. MuraGiyuu (Murata x Giyuu Tomioka) (;w;...)

H. GiyuShino (Giyuu Tomioka x Shinobu Kocho) ("Everybody hates you, but I love you Tomioka-San")

I. GiyuMitsu (Giyuu Tomioka x Mitsuri Kanroji) (Animate the scene AAAAH)

8. Tengen Uzui:

A. UzuRen (Tengen Uzui x Kyojuro Rengoku) (Polyamory-)

B. UzuHina (Tengen Uzui x Hinatsuru)

C. UzuMakio (Tengen Uzui x Makio)

D. UzuSuma (Tengen Uzui x Suma) (one family)

E. UzuSane (Tengen Uzui x Sanemi Shinazugawa) (Makio and Sanemi always fighting jagsksgskahs)

F. UzuGiyuu (Tengen Uzui x Giyuu Tomioka) (His wives are so happy)

G. UzuHime (Tengen Uzui x Gyomei Himejima) (:D... Don't ask...)

9. Gyomei Himejima:

A. HimeSane (Gyomei Himejima x Sanemi Shinazugawa) (U//w//U)

B. UzuHime (Tengen Uzui x Gyomei Himejima) (I'll just say that Kimetsu Gaiden had me ship them)

C. RenGyo (Kyojuro Rengoku x Gyomei Himejima) (They'd be as cute as parents or older siblings)

[sal-sunni]

KNY CIRCUS AU!!

Gyomei - strong man/lifter

Iguro and Kanroji - acrobats/trapezes

Kyojuro - fire juggler/breather

(Can do any stunt including fire!!)

Kocho - tight rope walker and performer

Uzui - Aerial performer/acrobatic

Tomioka - stilt walker/underwater performer

Sanemi - knife thrower/knife juggler

(Genya gets knife’s thrown at him!!)

Tokito - clown/juggler

Genya - knife victim/knife juggler

Ubuyashiki - ring master

Senjuro - fire hooper/juggler

Tanjiro - magician

Inosuke - animal actor

Zenitsu - same role as Tokito

Nezuko - contortionist

(Makomo and Sabito died due to a failed trapeze act.)

Kanao - magician victim/vaulting

Aoi - animal talker/escape artist/magician victim

(Kanae also died to a tightroping incident!!)

Kakushi - medical aids/supporters/all of the above/assistants/snack and ticket sellers

(The kakushi are trained to know all of the acts in order to help the performers in case of an accident of problem occurs!!)

This is all for now. The relationships are still the same ships I usually use. I’m going to list them anyway though.

(Just got updated! 11/27/24)

Uzuren! (Rengoku x Uzui; bro/romance)

SaneKana! (Sanemi x Kanae)

Obamitsu! (Iguro x Mitsuri)

Inoya! (Inosuke x Genya)

Nezuao! (Nezuko x Kanao)

Tanzen! (Tanjiro x Zenitsu)

Susaoi! (Susamaru x Aoi; enemies to lovers)

Shinomitsu! (Shinobu x Mitsuri; doomed yuri)

Akaren! (Akaza x Rengoku; toxic yaoi)

[luvnami]

kny masterlist

demon slayers

ɞ ...

hashira

ɞ thirst | tomioka giyuu x reader / suggestive / one-shot ɞ melt | uzui tengen x reader / smut / drabble ɞ you, bread, and pigeons, too | shinazugawa sanemi x reader / fluff / crack / drabble

demons

ɞ ...

multi

ɞ ittekimasu | shinazugawa genya | shinazugawa sanemi | angst / drabble ɞ vampire!au | shinazugawa sanemi | tomioka giyuu | uzui tengen | suggestive / headcanons ɞ streamer!au | tokito muichiro | kanroji mitsuri | shinazugawa sanemi | uzui tengen / crack / headcanons

series

in every universe | shinazugawa sanemi x reader / soulmate!au

ɞ the wind rises | angst / fluff / smut / canon rewrite / multi-chapter / wip ɞ shinazugawa sanemi is NOT the love interest of my dream office romcom! | fluff / comedy / smut / enemies to lovers / multi-chapter / wip

mission critical: baby alert! | fluff / comedy / baby!au / hiatus

ɞ shinazugawa genya | shinazugawa sanemi ɞ kanroji mitsuri | iguro obanai

misc.

ɞ ...

[guerrerajaguar]

ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴇꜱꜱ . .

♡ tengen uzui x fem ! reader ( insecurities and envy ).

♡ giyuu x fem ! reader ( dealing with s / o insecurities ).

♡ itachi x fem ! reader ( enemies to lovers ).

♡ kyogai x fem ! reader ( mansion caretaker ).

♡ tengen uzui x fem ! reader ( seamstress pt. II ).

♡ obito x fem ! reader ( falling for kakashi’s sister ).

♡ tengen uzui x hashira fem ! reader ( red district arc ).

[pxob]

Masterlist

Kimetsu no Yaiba | Demon Slayer

Sanemi Shinazugawa

cold hands warm heart ; 8502 words

- Enemies to lovers, fluff, angst and suggestive content

carnal desire ; 767 words

- Drabble and smut

blossoming love ; 2695 words

- Friends to lovers, fluff, angst and comfort

Genya Shinazugawa

angel eyes ; 5524 words

- Enemies to lovers, fluff and angst

carnal desire ; 767 words

- Drabble and smut

summer delights ; 2510 words

- Established relationship and smut

Tengen Uzui

carnal desire ; 767 words

- Drabble and smut

Obanai Iguro

carnal desire ; 767 words

- Drabble and smut

Giyu Tomioka

carnal desire ; 767 words

- Drabble and smut

[peachdues]

VIOLENT DELIGHTS (NSFW TEASER)

Mercenary!Tengen x Assassin!Reader

A/N: I’ve been hyping this one up for a while, so enjoy a smutty teaser of Part I of Tengen’s installment in my Tell Me to Stop series.

This will be an enemies-to-lovers fantasy AU where Tengen is a contracted mercenary for the royal Ubayashiki family and Reader is an assassin. Trust when that when I say “enemies to lovers” I mean enemies to lovers. Tengen and Reader take turns beating the shit out of each other and both try to kill each other at least once.

But be warned: things get fucking filthy. Hope you’re ready to see Tengen be the biggest simpy bitch for Reader. Enjoy!

CW: explicit sexual content below • MDNI • oral (f!receiving) • public sex • sub!Tengen • he quite literally crawls for a chance to eat Reader’s pussy • begging • enemies to lovers • Reader’s on a power trip and we love it • defilement of a throne

“That isn’t yours,” a familiar voice drawled from behind the drapery partitioning off the entrance to the grand throne room. Though its tone was almost bored, there was a faint hint of amusement.

Your red-painted lips curved up into a devious smile. “My apologies, I thought I spied my name carved into this fine stone.”

From the shadowy corridor of the throne room emerged a figure,

“It belongs to his Majesty, who, need I remind you, you tried to assassinate not even one year ago.”

“That is old news,” You waived your hand dismissively at him, crossing one leisurely leg over the other, allowing the silky material of your dress to part at the slit around your thigh. “I have moved on. Call it self reflection, personal growth —“

“A higher paying offer,” Uzui amended.

“— All that matters is that I now pose no threat to your beloved King.” You finished smoothly. “I simply wanted to see if the great Ubayashiki’s throne was as grand as the rumors claim.”

The Sound Mercenary only shook his head, his arms folded across his massive chest as he sauntered down the aisle toward the base of the dias leading up to the royal throne, where you sat. “Your very presence on his ancestral seat dishonors His Majesty. And though I tolerate many things, I should not tolerate disrespect to him.”

“Is that why you fucked the one once hired to cut his throat?” You pondered, loftily. “Was it out of this great respect for him that you begged for my cunt?”

Uzui scowled. “I said I shouldn’t tolerate it; I never claimed to succeed in doing so.” And even from where you sat above him, you could see the fire simmering in the Sound Mercenary’s eyes as he passed through a large beam of moonlight that streamed through the windows of the cavernous Hall. “That’s particularly true where a certain devious assassin who enjoys toying with the threads of my sanity is involved.”

You suppressed the delighted shiver that tickled down your spine. “Be that as it may — if you want to preserve the sanctity of your Master’s throne, then you will have to come remove me yourself,” you smirked, shifting forward in the seat, eyes flashing with your challenge. “But be warned: I am armed.”

The silver-haired mercenary gave a great snort. “You remind me as though it were possible to forget how you held a blade against my neck while you fucked yourself on my cock,” his voice dropped to a sultry purr and his eyes darkened. “I may be a blind fool where you’re concerned, but only a simpleton would think to underestimate you.”

“So narrow minded, Uzui.” You sighed. “A woman can be armed with more than mere blades.”

You uncrossed your legs, your fingers ruching up the delicate folds of your dress and pulling them aside, your thighs spreading wide across the seat of the throne.

Your gown was spun from a fabric the color of molten silver. Though floor-length, the bottom half of the dress was not a single, unified garment. Rather, the skirt was separated into three, equal sections, with one pleat hanging straight down the middle. The other two were separated from it by twin slits, extending from the bottom hem of the gown to nearly either hip.

Standing, the openings in the gown weren’t noticeable; but they served an important function, allowing you greater freedom of movement should you find yourself in need to fight or flee, and it made it easier to grab for any weapons you could strap to your thighs.

But the dual-slit skirt served another important function: access.

Your faint smirk twisted into a cruel grin as Uzui’s eyes ran down the length of your body and snagged on the flash of what lay at the apex of your thighs, before you allowed the middle panel or fabric to cover you once more.

It was brief, but with relish, you realized it had been enough to grind all his higher reasoning to a screeching halt; for you’d given him a quick glance of what you knew he wanted most.

Your cunt.

And you’d forgone wearing underclothes.

“Gods above,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “You are sin itself.”

He began advancing toward you, his hands quickly undoing the belts securing his various blades and weapons from where they were knotted around his waist. His weapons dropped carelessly to the floor, the whine of metal against scraping against stone drowned out by the music thundering from the orchestra in the ballroom just beyond the doors to the hall.

“Stop,” your voice rang clear and firm through the empty throne hall, and the Sound Assassin halted, foot suspended mid-air.

His eyes followed your fingers as they toyed with the low neckline of your gown before dropping down to your breast, circling it once. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, before he swallowed hard.

Your head was fogged by the high of his obedience. “Crawl to me.”

Magenta eyes widened, a blush creeping out from under the high collar of his tunic. For a moment, you feared you’d gone too far, that this game you played had run its course, but then Uzui dropped to his knees. Keeping his eyes locked heatedly with yours, he began to shuffle forward, slow and purposefully, to where you remained perched on his King’s throne.

Your slave, indeed.

The revered mercenary of the Wisteria Kingdom’s royal family finally drew upon the dais leading to the great throne. He paused, still on his hands and knees, his eyebrow raised in question as he glanced between you and the stairs elevating you above him.

Quickly, you tallied the number of steps separating you, and your grin broadened.

Ten.

You peered down your nose at the waiting Sound Mercenary with mocking disdain. “I’m waiting.”

The silver-haired guard did not utter a single word as he crawled forward, his eyes unwaveringly locked with yours. Despite his hulking size, he ascended the ten steps on his hands and knees with a loping grace, and within seconds he was at the foot of the throne, peering up at you in both reverence and apprehension.

His back straightened, though he remained on his knees before you, settling instead on his haunches. Tentatively, he reached for you, but but before his hands could graze your knees you extended your leg and planted your heel-clad foot squarely in the center of his chest, halting him.

Your voice was softer than the shadows cast by the dim candlelight flickering in the sconces lining the walls. “I did not say you could touch me.”

Yet you did not stop him as his fingers teased along the outside of your foot, lifting your leg until your calf rest against his collar bone.

“I have not stopped thinking about you,” he confessed with a rasp, his lips whispering against the skin of your ankle. “For weeks, you have consumed me, mind, body and soul.”

He began peppering small, chaste kisses against your leg, each caress of his lips rising higher and higher. His eyes bore into yours, and the vastness of the desperation swimming in those fuchsia irises threatened to swallow you whole. “Please,” he urged as his fingers worked circles into the soft flesh behind your knee. His eyes flicked down to what was between your thighs — what he craved most — before lifting back to yours. “I think I may go mad if I do not have a taste—“

You lurched forward, ignorning the burn in your hamstring, and caught his chin firmly in your hand, halting his ascension up your leg. He did not dare to blink as you leaned in close enough to see the blacks of his pupils dilate, chasing away the magenta of his gaze “I think you’ve already succumbed to madness, given that you’re begging to taste my cunt while your Master is in the next room. While I sit on his throne.”

“Then you are the cure to my sickness,” Uzui retorted, his cheek pressed to your shin. His eyes shone with a feverish devotion, one that flamed the red-hot fire of need burning in your belly. “So please, allow me the chance to ease some of my suffering.”

You sat back against the ancestral seat of the Ubayashiki bloodline, your lips pursed in consideration, though your hold on him remained.

“Show me.” You ordered after a moment, and your thumb slipped into his mouth. Instantly, his lips wrapped around its tip, his tongue flicking across the pad of your finger as he sucked. “Show me who you truly bow to; show me what god you worship.”

You let your hand fall from his chin and settled back against the throne, your thighs spreading wide in invitation.

Uzui wasted no time; deft fingers shoved the slitted panels of your dress to the side, and he surged forward, latching his mouth to your cunt with a gasp.

It was remarkable how quickly a few strokes of his tongue against your heated flesh could melt your smug grin clean from your face. Your head thudded against the high back of the throne as Uzui parted your folds with his tongue, began drinking you in with enthusiastic grunts.

“Thank you,” he moaned between fervent laps at your cunt, his hands wrapped under your thighs, holding you open to accommodate his hulking size as he worked. “Thank you, my sweet villain. Thank you.”

Your grip on the arms of the throne tightened, your nails nearly cracking as your fingers dug into the carved stone with crushing force. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you knew you were lucky that the Ubayashiki clan had favored such a sturdy material for its royal seat, for the arm rests would have surely crumbled in your hands had they been made from mere wood.

One of Uzui’s great hands tugged a leg over his shoulder, your foot coming to rest against his upper spine. He then bent your other leg at the knee before pushing it far to the side to allow himself to press as close to your center as possible, the mass of his shoulders serving to pin you in place and keep you spread as wide as your body would tolerate.

This new position meant that his nose was flush against the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs, serving as extra stimulation as his mouth worked furiously against you.

“I’ve heard that there is no finer wine than that made by the gods themselves,” Uzu gasped against you, pulling his mouth away from your core to rest his great cheek against your inner thigh while he caught his breath. The sight of his lips — rosy and shiny from you — was enough to make you squirm, your hips bucking insistently toward him, desperate for him to continue. “But I know that’s a load of horse shit, because neither the gods nor man could ever make anything taste as sweet as your cunt.”

“Uzui —“ you whined, your need for him too great to care about the desperate edge of your tone.

“Fuck,” Uzui hissed and then he latched his mouth back to your core with a heady groan. His tongue stroked at you, swirling around your clit once, twice, before diving back down to your entrance and plunging deep.

You would have bowed off the throne had the Sound Mercenary’s great hand not slapped firmly against your sternum to push you back and hold you down. You bit your tongue hard enough to draw blood to keep the loud, rapturous cry of pleasure from tearing free from your throat as Uzui began steadily pumping his wet appendage in and out of your heat.

Once he was sure you would not float away from him, his hand dragged down your torso, stopping to palm and pinch at your breasts before continuing its descent, finally coming to press flat against your lower abdomen. His thumb stretched down and began toying with the nub between your thighs, circling and pressing in time with the movements of his mouth.

“What have you done to me? I will never be able to have enough of you.” He moaned in between measured thrusts of his tongue. Your fingers flew to grip a handful of his hair, tugging him harshly against you as your hips began moving or their own accord, bucking and grinding senselessly against his face until you were riding his tongue. Chest heaving, you looked down to see the whites of his eyes peeking through his eyelids before they fully shut, as Uzui lost himself in your taste.

You could feel your cries building in your throat, a mounting pressure that risked erupting and exposing you — exposing you both — to the revelers just on the other side of the Great Hall. You may not have been familiar with all the intricate details of the Wisteria Kingdom’s laws, but you were fairly certain defiling the Crown’s throne would earn you a one-time encounter with an executioner’s blade, no matter how benevolent its ruler.

It was growing more difficult to contain your noises, especially as Uzui’s hunger grew more frenzied, his head rocking harshly from side to side as he feasted.

Just as you were about to lose what little control over yourself remained, the silver-haired mercenary held something out in offering, though the rhythm of his mouth against your center remained constant. In your pleasured haze, it took you a moment to comprehend what, exactly, it was he suggested.

You blinked rapidly in an effort to clear the fog created by his sinful tongue between your legs.

It was his hand.

It hung limp from his wrist, and if you hadn’t known better, you almost would’ve believed he was waiting for you to lean forward and kiss his knuckles, just as you’d spied countless nobles do when getting their monarch. But this was no sycophantic noble — this was Uzui, and though he loved groveling for you, he knew better than to give you orders.

It was an offering; confirmed by the way he rolled his head to the side, his cheek pressing to your inner thigh even as he continued to lap at your folds. As you peered down your nose at him, you spotted sliver of magenta peeking through his eyelashes, before it flicked to his hand and back to you; urging.

His lips moved to wrap around your pearl and he sucked, hard enough that your back arced sharply away from the seat of the throne. Shakily, you reached to cover the hand he’d held out with your own and you hauled it quickly to your mouth, managing to stifle your moan against his knuckles and Uzui continued to suckle away, his tongue sliding along your slit.

His other hand slid between your thighs until his fingers came to rest against your lips. In an instant, he’d spread them wide and plunged his tongue back into your opening, curling and thrusting.

Your teeth sank hard into the flesh covering the back of Uzui’s hand where it was pressed against your mouth, your scream burning as it toiled in your throat. You felt his skin break under the force of your bite, but the Sound Mercenary did not seem to mind; in fact, he hardly seemed to notice at all, far too fixated on fucking you as thoroughly with his tongue as he could with his cock.

Once, you’d thought it was only he who wore a leash, one that had been looped around his neck by you, to be pulled and tightened at your whim.

Now, as your hips lifted to meet his mouth and your mind disconnected from your body in favor of grinding wantonly against his face, you realized that perhaps, he’d slipped his own leash around you. For as much as you insisted you were always in control, always remained one step ahead, you found that you were no more a slave to your own desires than the man feasting on your cunt like it was his last meal.

You were close; so dangerously close, given how your abdomen tensed as that coil in your belly cinched tight.

“Uzui —“ you warned, pulling your mouth away from his bloodied knuckles. But then Uzui grazed his teeth against your clit just as his tongue curled and stroked your innermost wall, and that coil unwound.

Your climax slammed into you with a force that threatened to pull you apart at your seams. One hand clutched at the arm rest of the throne while the hand shot to his head, your fingers ensnarling themselves into his hair harshly enough that you could’ve scalped him, had he tried to pull away. But Uzui wasn’t going anywhere; not as you began twisting and gyrating and bucking against his face, too overcome by pleasure to make a sound, your mouth only hanging open in a silent scream.

The Sound Mercenary groaned loudly into your cunt as you continued riding against his face. A violent shudder passed over him and he clutched harder at your thighs, his hands nearly wrapping around them both as he fucked you through the tides of your climax.

Uzui lapped at you twice more before your legs finally relaxed and the last wave of your high receded. Limp and panting, you forced your hand to tighten its grip in his hair, tugging until you managed to pull his face away from your cunt. You cocked your head to the side, inspecting him, your hand dropping its hold on the silken strands of his hair to grip under his chin, tilting his face up toward you.

Uzui’s cheeks were flushed a bright pink, and his chest heaved as he caught his breath. Your thumb swiped over his bottom lip, and with a fluttering thrill, you realized that the area from his chin to the hollows of his cheeks were thoroughly covered in you, his skin shiny and slick.

Your eyes scanned lower, narrowing in on the crotch of his leathers. Though the throne room was shadowy and dark, you still spied the thick bulge which had formed between his thighs as he’d indulged himself on you. With a smirk, you leaned forward and ran your other hand over the laced seam of his breeches, ready to hear him hiss as you made contact with his hardness, but to your surprise, the material was damp.

Your eyes flicked to his, wide as you withdrew your hand, your thumb running over your palm where a small bit of his spend had seeped through his laces.

Uzui kept his chin high, his eyes full of a besotted wonder as you leaned back against the throne, and grinned.

“You might wish to visit a washroom before you return to your post, Uzui,” you mocked, sweetly. “Lest you allow your entire Court to know how you truly enjoying spending your time.”

“I suppose you’re right; imagine how quickly I’d be sent to the gallows if my master learned I’ve whored myself out to the enemy.” He bit back, a rueful smile forming on his lips. “Though if you were my wife, I could wear your pleasure like a badge of honor.”

“Mine or yours?”

“Mine,” his answer was quick and assured. “There is no higher honor than having you moan for me.” He paused for a moment, his hand reaching for you, and you allowed his knuckles to softly caress your cheek. “Though I think i might consider treason if it meant hearing you utter my name — my true name.”

[sheep33hallow]

Was it more than a chance(TengenxZenitsu)  5/5

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Summary: Zenitsu is enjoying his dating lifestyle and hopes it will continue to be more one day, but right now all he needs is Tengen to keep his unnecessary commentary to himself.

Tag: Crossdressing, Modern Era, ABO, Flirting, Enemies to Lovers

Scratch that.

 He won’t be alone.

 You know why?     

 He now has an unofficial roommate.

 A month has passed since, Zenitsu was offered his position in the orchestra pit. They had dinner together the night of his audition, Tengen’s energy levels were low after having a pity party for himself in his office after the phone call with Tanjiro, when Zenitsu asked if he could stay the night because Tengen’s home was so close to the theater. He lived in the heart of the city, being close to his gyms, and family.

 His siblings stayed the night sometimes, and the extra two rooms were people ready. Tengen was drunk, curling his arm tighter around Zenitsu’s waist in the booth, he remembers kissing his forehead before telling the Omega, he could stay as long as he liked.

 Now his spare bedroom was occupied by a small blonde.

 He didn’t notice how deep it was until they were on the couch folding laundry together, one Sunday night.

 Tengen walked up his stairs to his front door. One hand holding groceries, while the other pulled his tie loose. Yesterday during breakfast, Zenitsu made a passing comment about Gyudon, and Tengen spent the afternoon watching recipe videos, feeling confident to try his hand at it for the first time.

 Pressing the key code in, his door unlocked. He walked in calling out for the blonde. “Zen?” He tugs the tie off of his neck, letting it fall to the floor. He kicks his shoes off, heading toward the kitchen. Putting the groceries on the kitchen bar, he washes his hands.

 “Zen?” He calls out again. Tearing the paper towel, he turns around, learning against the sink. He dries his hands, straining his ears for the smallest sound of the Omega.

 Nothing.

 He looks toward the living room, seeing Zenitsu’s jacket thrown over the back of the couch.

 He was home.

 Tengen huffs. Tapping his foot on the trash can, he tosses the balled up paper towel inside. He picks his foot up, letting the top close, he heads toward the guest room.

 “Oi, Kitten.” He tugs his hair tie free from his head. He hated having to look so proper at work. He throws the hair tie into a key bowl in the hallway. His bare feet glide along the wooden floor.

 He needs to feed his mice. He and Zenitsu went to the pet shop last week, and he allowed the blonde to name one of them.

 A sound of a groan sets his senses off, when he’s in front of the cracked door. He puts his hand on the doorknob, opening it up wider and he sees Zenitsu on his bed. “Hey, Zen. Did you hear me calling for you? I’m going to start dinner soon.”

 Another groan.

 Tengen tilts his head, trying to decode what that groan could mean. Zenitsu is a vocal boy even when sick, so he doesn’t know what this refusal to speak means. Walking in further, he kneels next to his bed. “Are you hungry?”

 Silence.

 He can’t see Zenitsu with the Omega under his covers.

 Tengen rubs his face, wanting to stop his frustration coming forth when he doesn’t know the true issue for Zenitsu’s attitude.

 “Zen, let me just see your face. Then I’ll leave the room, otherwise, I’m tugging the blanket off of you.”

 “No.” A low groan comes out.

 “You have three seconds.” He lays his hand on bed to emphasize his point.

 “I’m okay.” Tengen can hear the tremble in his voice.

 “1. Not good enough.” He tightened his grip. “2.”

 Zenitsu shoots up, still covered by the blanket. Tengen has to hold in the snort at the sight before him.

 “Alright, Uzui.” He concedes. Pulling the blanket off to only show his head, the rest stays covered, which peaks Tengen’s interest. Retracting his hand to his lap, Tengen looks up at him from the floor.

 “Well, aren’t you a sight.”

 “And you’ve seen me.”

 Tengen racks his eyes over him. “Show me more.”

 “No. You wanted to see my face.”

 Tengen wags his finger back and forth. “My house, my rules.”

 “No.”

 Tengen makes a jerking motion like he’s going to climb onto the bed. Zenitsu freaks out, tumbling off. “Shit.” Tengen says, rushing toward the other side.

 On his hands and knees, he looks down at Zenitsu, who looks to be alright. A pile of clothing broke his fall.

 A familiar pile of clothing.

 Clothing that he specifically remembers throwing into the hamper this morning.

 “You’re so mean to me.” Zenitsu says. Swinging his leg out to hit Tengen. His attempt fails when Tengen swiftly grabs his ankle, tugging him closer, legs unceremoniously spread with the Alpha in between them.

 “So you kick the man who feeds you.”

 “I’ll kick anyone who comes into my nest without permission.” He attempts to kick him again. It fails to land, when that happens he returns his focus to gathering the clothing that fell off of the bed with him.

 Tengen lets his ankle go.

 “Do you want your clothes back?” Zenitsu’s holding onto them for dear life. Tengen isn’t that cruel. He’s confused, but not cruel.

 “Tell me why you have them?”

 “I like how they smell.” He admits. Face red. He stands up, crawling back onto the bed.

 It’s been a month. Tengen can’t take this anymore. “Can i spend your heat with you?”

 Zentisu chuckles, but there’s no humor to him. “Why?”

 Tengen jerks his hand out. Pointing incrimination at the pile of clothes in Zenitsu’s arm. “You obviously like my smell, and I like you. So why not?!” His chest began to hurt, that confession flew out of him without any thought.

 He’s breathing hard.

 Zenitsu throws the clothes at him. Anger is evident on his face. “You don’t want me.” He yells.

 Tengen stands up, the clothes fall to the floor at the action. “I should be saying that.” His hands are shaking. “You come into my home. Making me feel things when I know you’re not looking for a mate.”

 “How can I make you feel anything? You seem to love the bachelor lifestyle.”

 “Are you fucking serious? I want a home. I’ve been married three fucking times. I’m exhausted to try again, but for the last couple of years, when I look at you. I want you.”

 “Years?” Surprise in his voice.

 “Yes.” He hisses.

 Zentisu gets off the bed, standing in front of Tengen. “Wha–” Disbelief in his tone. “What took you so long?”

 “For one, I wanted to better myself and heal from my previous marriages, and—” He says. “My Alpha told me to wait on you.”

 “Wait?” Zenitsu says, mostly to himself. Confused at what there was to wait on.

 “Think about it?” He hates to ask, since it feels like a blow to his ego. “If I asked you out a year ago, would you have said yes?”

 Zenitsu jerks back like he has been slapped. “Of course not.” He venomously says.

 Tengen snaps his fingers. “Bingo.”

 Zenitsu bits his lip, looking away bashfully. “So.”

 Tengen crosses his arms. “So.”

 “A heat partner would be nice.” Zenitsu admits shyly, rubbing his fingers together, not making eye contact with Tengen.

 “Zenitsu.” He begins, his shoulder’s slump in exhaustion. “You like my smell, and I like you. Do you want a partner because when I asked to spend your heat with you, I actually mean, can I court you?”

 Zenitsu gasps, looking up at Tengen, eyes wide. “No.”

 Tengen feels some relief at being rejected. He’s sad, but it's a familiar feeling. “Okay.” He’s going to make dinner. Then sneak off to one of his sibling’s homes, he can’t be alone with Zenitsu. It’s too much right now.

 Fuck his insides hurt.

 He takes a step to the door. A small hand reaches out, taking hold of his wrist. “Where are you going?”

 Tengen looks around with confusion. “To make dinner.”

 “But I’m not done talking, you idiot.”

 “You just rejected me! How does that make me an idiot?!”

 “I didn’t reject you.” He stomps his foot like a toddler. “I don’t want to be courted. Feels like a waste of time, if I already like your smell.”

 “I thought you didn’t want to date anyone.”

 “Huh? Where did you get a stupid idea like that from?”

 “Tanjiro.”

 Zenitsu pulls Tengen close, wrapping his arms around Tengen’s large frame. “Shhh. Tanjiro is pregnant. Don’t listen to him. He’s delirious.” Zenitsu rubs his face into Tengen’s chest. Tengen wraps one arm around him, as he thinks.

 Out of the three of the friends, Tanjiro has the most sense. He doubts Zentisu’s words. The omega must be hiding his true thoughts. “Do you like me, or am I just here because you like my smell?”

 “Tengen…..why must we continue this conversation?” He whines.

 Tengen sighs. He too would like to go on their merry way without talking more, but he wants Zenitsu to be it for him. No more divorce, or broken bonds. The pitiful glances his parents give him.

 He’s an Alpha, yes. He’s a man with emotions as well.

 “Please answer.” He pleads.

 Zenitsu grazes his fingertips along Tengen’s spine. “Your smell did it for me.” He says.”

 Tengen likes honesty.

 “Ugh, but I’ve always liked how you’ve taken care of me. When we first met, Tanjiro said I should be your friend because our scents created a pleasant smell together.” He strains his neck back to look up at Tengen. “And when you got a divorce, I didn’t know how to feel. You were finally free and looked to be enjoying it. So I dated other people, but my inner Omega hated so many people during each of my heats.”

 Red meets yellow.

 “We bickered a lot. Your presence annoyed and pleased me. I felt confused.” He continues. Tengen uses his other hand, petting the blonde’s head. Zenitsu rested his cheek against the Alpha’s stomach under the ministrations. “Then we became friends, and we had sex.”

     Good     sex. They both thought.

 “I thought you would say something if you were interested in more. So I was greedy with your attention until you kicked me out.”

 “I want you so badly.” He admits strongly. “I want to marry you and I want you to meet my family.” He says. “But, I know I’ve been married before, and that looks bad. Like who gets married four times.” He chuckles.

 He whines when Zenitsu digs his nails into his back.

 “Life isn’t meant to go one way. You thought you were doing what was best for you at the time.” Zenitsu reprimands.

 He did.

 Tengen curls both of his arms around Zenitsu’s small body. “Tell me again. You want me right?” He whispers into the blonde locs.

 “Hahaha. Fishing for compliments.” He says, trying to lighten the mood.

 “Zen.”

 Zentisu pats his back. “Okay, okay. Stand up, let's look at each other.”

 Tengen straightens his back, reaching for Zenitsu’s hand, he caresses his thumbs across the Omega’s palms. Zentisu is smiling brightly.

 “I like you!” He says proudly.

 Tengen’s eyes lower with affection for the man before him.

 “Now, lets skip the courting, and you bite me because if you think of another person after having sex with me tonight, I will find a way to revoke your rights to Hori!” His smile is still in place.

 Tengen laughs. “You don't have that power.”

 “Well you’ll be marrying me, so I guess you’ll have to find out if that is true or not.” Zenitsu’s smile turns more sultry.

 “Hmmm. You are right.” He walks Zenitsu backwards toward his bed. Letting go of his hands, he bent his knees slightly to cup his hands under Zenitsu’s butt. Lifting him into the air, “Why don’t you show me some of your secrets right now? I’ve heard you’re a spitfire in the thrones of heat.” He purrs.

 Zenitsu ‘oofs’ when Tengen throws him onto his back. Tengen takes his shirt off, his pale skin shining under the lamp’s light. He reaches up, rubbing along Tengen’s clavicle near his scent glands. He never touched that area previously. “I thought you were going to make dinner?” He asks when Tengen pulls Zenitsu’s sleep shorts off. He flinches when the Alpha sticks a finger into him.

 “Already loose.” He says to himself. He’s looking at the feast between Zentisu’s legs. “KItten, my meal is right here.”

 Tengen pulls his finger out, deciding to kneel on the floor. He rested both of his hands on Zenitsu’s waist, pulling him to the edge of the bed. Slowly sliding his hands down, he picks each thigh up, sliding them over his shoulders. Presenting the beautiful pussy, and cock in front of him.

 He lays a kiss on the thigh. Zenitsu moans. “Tengen.”

 “I’m here.” He whispers. He noses the small cock to the side, wanting to give a kiss to the blonde mound of curls. “Forever.” He digs his own nails into the plump thighs. “Mine.” Emphasizing it with a small growl.

 “Yours.” Zenitsu whimpers.

 Opening his mouth, he uses his tongue to guide the cock inside. It’s sweaty, and salty. He loves the taste. He can fit all of it inside without any issue, so he sucks it. Curling his tongue around the tip, thinking how he wants to make Zenitsu gag on him later.

 Zenitsu has his fist balled up in front of him. One is covering his mouth, and Tengen decides to let it go for now.

 Those sounds can’t stay trapped forever.

 He drools over it. His tongue flattens it against the curls, he licks it all. Not minding the few curls that get into his mouth. It’s no issue. He wants it all.

 Pulling back, he licks his lips, he considers the creature above him. “Kitten?”

 A hum is his answer.

 “Are you okay?” He pressed his cheek to Zen’s thigh.

 “Haa— I…”

 Tengen does not wait. Moving down, he uses his tongue to spread open the lips stuck together with the Omega’s slick. From top to bottom, the seam opens, presenting that hole he hadn’t seen for the past week. She looks beautiful, winking at him in the motion of Zenitsu’s breath. She calls to him like a siren, wanting to make him her willing slave. He’ll take care of her, she’s his pussy now. She can never temp another, he won’t allow it.

 Tengen opens his mouth, letting the slick pool into him. He swallows it quickly, wanting to give it the attention it deserves. He licks, slowly. Zenitsu continues to whine above him. Using his hand, he opens his pants, pulling his cock free. He doesn’t want it to end soon, he ends up using the end of his palm to roll over it, giving him enough pressure to satisfy the craving.

 He withdrew his mouth, gathering the spit along his gums to spit on it. Zenitus lets out a long moan, the pitch changes as Tengen uses his free hand to smear the saliva over the Omega’s pussy and cock.

 He spits again, letting that one fall down against Zen’s ass crack.

 Zenitsu brings his hand down, sticking his fingers into Tengen’s mouth. “Ten.”

 Tengen coats the fingers in his saliva as well. When it’s good and soaked, Zenitsu retracts his hand, bringing it up towards his mouth. Tengen watches mesmerized. Zenitsu licks his fingers like his favorite treat.

 Zenitsu spreads his legs wider, causing them to fall off of Tengen’s shoulders.

 “What do you want?” His balls are tight. Rolling his palm in long hard intervals on his cock.

 Zenitsu’s feet touch the ground, he’s sliding over the edge of the bed. Tengen moves his hands to take hold of the omega, but he gets a whine of annoyance to make him stop. Zenitsu takes the fingers from his mouth, his other arm rests on Tengen’s shoulder.

 He uses it to hold himself up, as he slowly slides off enough, until he’s hovering over Tengen’s tip. Zentisu moans, his pupils blown, mouth hanging open, the cock enters him. Tengen slams the rest inside, he is only so strong with a prize in his life. Zenitsu moans like a whore, tugging his own hair in delicious glee. Zenitsu wants to be fat with his cum by the end of the night. He throws his head back against the bed, his body sliding up and down the edge with each thrust of the magnificent cock that chose him as his mate.

 He wants more. So he asked. “More.” He all but screams. He’s never cried before during sex, the dick has him feeling delerious. Tengen plays with him first, dragging his cock from root to tip slowly. Zenitsu is shaking. “Ten.” He gasps with a shuddering breath.

 “Alright, alright.” Tengen says, face red. He pulls out completely, turning Zenitsu onto his front. Zeinitsu takes hold of the comforter beneath him. Tengen flattens him more against the bed, his form covers Zenitsu completely. The nudge of the cock at his ass, and Tengen’s nibbles on his scent gland, he comes. Full body shuttering, and upset that he couldn’t do the grand finale with his Alpha.

 Tengen takes the opportunity to bite him. The fangs pierce him, causing his orgasm to lengthen. Blood dribbles down his chest. He reaches back, curling his arm around Tengen. “Mine.” Zenitsu proclaims.

 Bloody lips kiss up his neck. “Yours.”

 His asshole is used thoroughly after that.

 ____

 Three hours later, at 1am, Tengen gets the chance to make the Gyudon. Zenitsu won’t let go, deciding to keep a tight hold on his waist while the Alpha cooks.

 When the food is done, they move to the couch. Tengen isn’t hungry, so he focuses on feeding Zenitsu. “I want you again after this.” Tengen states.

 Zenitsu snorts with a mouthful of food. “There are three days of this. Let me rest.”

 Tengen kisses his forehead. “Never.”

 Zenitsu holds his hand up when Tengen offers him another spoonful. “I’m really happy.” He admits. Zenitsu doesn’t know why he feels like he’s told a dark secret.

 “I, as well.”

 “Am I allowed to be this happy?”

 “If Tanjiro or Inosuke were saying this, what would you say?”

 “I’d say of fucking course.” He says passionately as if they were in front of him right now.

 Tengen smiles at him. “Of fucking course, Kitten.”

 Zenitsu’s body feels warm. Life feels so perfect right now. “You can’t call me kitten anymore.”

 “What should I call you instead?”

 He taps his lips in thought. “Beloved.”

 “Beloved.” He tries to get a feel of how it tastes on his tongue. “I was quite fond of kitten.”

 Zenitsu shakes his head. “Kitten was us before. We’re something new now. Something special. So I’d like a new name from you.”

 “I can do beloved.”

 Zenitsu shines brightly. He didn’t know relationships could be so easy for him.

 “There is another name, I’d like to call you.” Tengen puts a hand on Zenitsu’s stomach. “One day.”

 Using both of his hands, he lays them on top of Tengen’s. His eyes feeling misty, a long forgotten dream, he stopped believing in. “I’d allow that.”

 A promise, and a bowl of Gyudon rests between them as a kiss is shared.

 They came together the way they were meant to.

 No mistakes, only lessons on the road of true love.

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Silver lined lies.

Silver lined lies.

by Absocutely

One of Muzan's mistakes comes to bite him in the ass.

What happens when Lady Tamayo asks the Trio to take in a demon who has betrayed Muzan? Is she really as innocent as they are made to believe? What of her past and her family? That's a lot of questions, lets find out the answers.

Love, family, survival. Things that somehow will tie together a group of humans and a demon. But betrayal is always around the corner. Once a traitor, always a traitor.

Words: 6302, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Kamado Tanjirou, Hashibira Inosuke, Agatsuma Zenitsu, Kamado Nezuko, Kochou Shinobu, Tsuyuri Kanao, Kanroji Mitsuri, Rengoku Kyoujurou, Uzui Tengen, Tomioka Giyuu, Original Female Character(s), Tamayo (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Yushiro (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

Relationships: Hashibira Inosuke/Original Female Character(s), Hashibira Inosuke/Original Character(s), Hashibira Inosuke/Reader, Kamado Tanjirou/Tsuyuri Kanao, Agatsuma Zenitsu/Kamado Nezuko, Rengoku Kyoujurou/Uzui Tengen, Kochou Shinobu/Tomioka Giyuu, Shinazugawa Sanemi/Tomioka Giyuu, Akaza | Hakuji/Douma (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Agatsuma Zenitsu/Kamado Tanjirou

Additional Tags: Hashibira Inosuke Being Hashibira Inosuke, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Smut, Eventual Smut, First Kiss, First Meetings, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Secret Crush, First Crush, Confused Hashibira Inosuke, Blood and Injury, Love Bites, Biting, Teasing, Choking, No Beta, this is my first time writing so be nice, Might be OOC, This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think, this could totally be reader insert if you squint, i put a lot of time into my characters so please be nice, i don't know what im doing so im going to keep tagging., wasnt enough Inosuke out there for me so now i need to do it myself, will update tags as we go., Aged Up, Aged-Up Character(s)

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