#you absolute lunatic you (affectionate) 💜

[thechaoticplayer]

hellllllo I am back yet again with another request because that was toooooooooooo good Do you mind doing a smut story about Ukimama and his harem? I feel like it would be fun to read lmao

Totally ok if you don’t feel like taking it up tho 💜 love your work 💜💜💜

Authors note: I got you bruv finally getting to this days later bc I forgot how to write a plot Summary: Uki and his beloved harem decide to hang out at the bar. However, Shoto gets jealous of Fufu-chan because he keeps hogging all of Uki-mama's attention that bitch Contains: tipsy guys flirting, suggestive content, alcohol, is a story that contains some sexual content 🔞 kinda short bc wtf am I doing again Pairing: Top!Uki Violeta x Bottom!Shoto (since I did Psyborg last time and also I want an excuse to make ukimama a top) Minors dni or dont idgaf

Uki laughs, a melodious sound as he props his chin on his hand. Club music plays in the background and chatter is all around them. His eyes sparkle playfully. "Oh? Fufu-chan, you're too cute."

"That may be so, but you're much cuter, Ukiki," Fulgar replies smoothly, a finger tracing the rim of his shot glass. The three sit at the bar, the bartenders whirling around and mixing drinks with ease.

"I feel like I'm third wheeling," Shoto laughs, taking a sip of his drink.

"You are," Fulgar practically chirps, winking at Shoto.

"Don't be a bitch," Uki reprimands gently, slapping Fulgar's arm affectionately. "I enjoy being with you both equally."

"yeah, jackass," Shoto retorts. The two males stop punching each other's arm, honestly just being men and it makes Uki laugh. It was cute how the two of them fight for Uki's attention every time they hang out. He watches them with a smile on his lips.

"Let's settle this. I bet Uki likes being with me more!" Fulgar takes Uki's hand, gently pulling him to his feet. Uki, surprised, lets him. "Let's dance, Ukiki!"

"Dance?" Uki echoes, a bit nervous. "I guess I can drop it down low but-"

Fulgar pulls Uki close, an arm wrapped around Uki's waist. "Oh, I bet you can."

"Hey!" Shoto calls as Fulgar guides the Psychic to the dance floor. The demon slayer grumbles, "This cocksucker." He swigs another drink, slams it down on the table and pushes past the dancing masses to follow them.

Fulgar is dancing like an absolute lunatic and even doing the Robot. Uki relaxes with a giggle, going with the flow of the upbeat music. He looks up at Fulgar who gazes down at him with soft eyes with his shit-eating grin.

It seemed like the world zoomed in on just these two, the Psychic and the Cyborg.

That is, until the Demon Slayer entered the picture.

A hand catches Uki's wrist and drags him elsewhere. Uki glances to see who it, about ready to bitch slap the person who thought I was a good idea to interrupt. He paused, realizing it was Shoto, brows furrowed and a slight pout to his lips.

'Oh?' Uki thinks, a smirk curling. 'Someone's jealous.'

Shoto drags him to a couch and plops down, tugging on Uki's sleeve. Uki obediently sits next to him, crossing his legs and turning to Shoto, eyebrow raised.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Shoto mutters, refusing to look Uki in the eye. "I didn't want to be by myself."

"So you dragged me away from Fulgar?" Uki knew better, since he was a Psychic and all.

"He's not even that cool anyway," Shoto argues, finally looking at Uki. His facial expression screamed 'Jealousy!' Uki found it absolutely adorable, nodding at Shoto with a low 'mhm.' "Motherfucker thinks hes so much better! Smug asshole. I'm a way better-" He shuts himself up.

"You're a way better what?" Uki presses, tilting his head with a smirk.

"Nothing, nothing." He waves Uki away, avoiding his gaze yet again. His cheeks are flushed, Uki noticed. Was it from the alcohol? Or was it from something else?

"You bastard," an accented voice chuckles, separating the two as he sits himself right in the middle. "Stole my Ukiki away from me."

"He's not yours," Shoto counters, wagging a finger at him. "Hes mine."

"Oh my, two hot guys fighting over me. Must be a dream come true," Uki teases.

"It's because you're so beautiful Uki."

"Lay off the compliments, you stupid junk of metal."

"Go back to hunting demons because that's the only thing you're good at."

"Go back to being a fucking microwave."

They're obviously just messing with each other, albeit Uki noted the slight bite in each comment. If he didn't do anything, they'd probably be dancing with each other with a shard of broken glass at the other's throat.

With a exasperated sigh, Uki stands up, a hand on his cocked hip. "We didn't come here to bitch at each other. Let's get a couple more drinks to loosen up."

Shoto nods. "Yeah, you're right Uki."

"I'm always right. And as you are a part of my harem, you should obey what I say."

"Yes sir." Fulgar salutes goofily.

So the trio goes back to the bar, and the bartender welcomes with three small shot glasses. Each order a type of alcohol they desire and she quickly obliges, pouring at the speed of light before serving the next customer.

"Damn, being a bartender seems kind of crazy," Shoto observes, sipping. "So many customers at once."

"Yeah," Uki agrees, eyeing the lines of alcohol behind the bar. "Theres so many options, what if they screw up the order?"

"Serve it to another, perhaps," Fulgar replies. "It doesn't seem all that hard."

"Then why don't you help them out?" Shoto muses with a grin.

"Why don't you, dog boy?"

"I'll say this one more time: I am not a dog boy! Only sometimes."

"But you're my dog boy, aren't you Shoto?" Uki coos, a hand resting on Shoto's thigh. He twitches, a furious blush on his face.

"Only sometimes," Shoto repeats, refusing o admit it fully. What a tsundere. Such a brat to answer a simple question. Not a very good dog.

Uki cups Shoto's face, squishing his cheeks with a smile. "Come on, you can do better than that, handsome. Say it."

"Say you're a good puppy," Fulgar adds with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Shoto flips him off.

"I'm a demon slayer! not a dog!"

"Stop being such a bitch and say it, or I'll put a leash on you right now," Uki threatens, a sly look on his face now.

Shoto glances between Uki and Fulgar, realizing there was no way of escaping this. He groans, embarrassed, because they want him to say this in a public area? They really wanted to humiliate him. For some odd reason, Uki ordering him to do something like that kind of turned him on, which he internally slapped himself for because what the fuck?

He mumbles, "'m your good puppy."

"What?" Fulgar raises his voice, a hand around his ear. "The music is too loud, you'll have to speak up!"

Asshole. He's too much like his LAM brother.

Shoto inhales and locks eyes with Uki. He yells, "I'm your good puppy!" And immediately regrets it. The people near them turn to see, giving strange looks. God, why does this happen to him? His cheeks are literally ablaze right now.

Uki swipes his thumb over Shoto's lip approvingly. "Good boy."

Holy. Shit.

Shoto jerks his face away, positioning himself so his back faced them as they cackled. He cross his legs and yanks down his shirt over the growing bulge in his jeans. If either of them saw, the demon slayer would probably never hear the end of it. Shoto got hard because the Psychic called him a good boy! Breaking news!

Shoto drains his glass before rising to his feet suddenly. Without turning, he rushes his words out, "imma go use the bathroom be right back-" And retreated to the mens' room. Where he could relieve himself because boy the friction from the jeans were not helping. And it wouldn't be so obvious once he... releases. Although when Shoto thought about it, on his way to the restroom, was even more humiliating. Hopefully no one would question? they shouldn't. He was mainly concerned about any of the other guys hearing what he was doing. Shoto would off himself if started hearing word going around about some guy jerking off in the bar's bathroom. And probably even get the manager in there. If the manager was a guy. Or if they even cared because a lot of things happen at bars. Crazy things.

Okay, Shoto just went on a whole ass tangent. Calm down. it isnt that serious.

Shoto maneuvers around some drunk men laying on the floor, probably recovering his guts before wobbling out the door. Surprisingly, there wasn't a lot of men in the bathroom. He figured since everyone was drinking, they'd either be pissing or throwing up. Shoto spied an empty stall and closed the door behind him.

Closing the toilet and avoiding looking in its contents, Shoto sat and sighed heavily. Was he really going to do this? Yes, yes he was. He could feel the buzz underneath his skin as he unzipped his pants and let them fall to his feet along with his underwear, his erection literally straight up. Simple two words got him so worked up.

He wraps a hand around himself and lets out a small noise before biting his lip to silence himself. Sheesh, he was extra sensitive. Probably from the alcohol? The demon slayer could sense no one was left in the restroom at the moment, but he had to hurry.

Pumping his fist up and down his cock, he thought about Uki being the one jerking him off, whispering into his ear how well he was doing for him. That he was being such a good boy. Shoto's head leans back, eyelids fluttering as soft whimpers escape past his lips. His small "a-ah"s echoed throughout the bathroom. He was closing in on his release, going faster and just shamelessly moaning at this point. Shoto cums all over his hand and he pants, hand pausing at the base of his dick for a moment. He collects his breaths, wiping off the semen with a crappy piece of toilet paper, and zipping himself up.

Shoto flushes it down the toilet, regaining his composure and opening the stall door. However, he was not expecting to be shoved back in the stall and was about to punch whoever wanted a fight.

"U-Uki?" Shoto asked, shocked as the Psychic entered the stall with him. Uki locked the door behind them and approached Shoto with lustful eyes. "Hey, w-wait a second-"

"Now now, Shoto, were those pretty moans yours?" Uki purrs, tracing a finger down from Shoto's chest to his stomach. Shoto shivered without meaning to, and he felt the tips of his ears go red. "It sounded like you. I came in here to check up on you, but you were whimpering and moaning like a slut."

Shoto swallows. "I-I can explain-"

Uki smashes his lips with Shoto's. He palms the demon slayer's growing erection (again) and Shoto can't help but moan into the kiss. Unzipping the jeans, Uki pulls out Shoto's cock and starts rubbing the tip, pre-cum leaking out little by little.

"Already so hard for me, mm?" Uki murmurs after breaking the kiss to stare at Shoto's angry red tip. He traces a vein with his nail and Shoto whines in his throat. "Shh, be a good boy and let me make you feel good again, yeah?"

And here the Psychic was, overstimulating the poor man. Shoto had to hold onto Uki's shoulders to hold himself upright as he basically rutted himself into Uki's hand. Beautiful whimpers spilling out of him, Uki kisses down his neck, praising him for doing so great. Shoto came twice already, breathing hard and legs quivering.

"Such a brat," Uki tsks. "If you behave, I'll help you tonight. Is it a deal?"

"Yes," Shoto breathes with an obedient nod.

"Good boy. Let's clean you up, yeah?"

Fulgar watched the two walk towards him, a brow raised in question. "The hell took you two so long? Yall fucking in there or somethin'?"

Shoto awkwardly laughs, like oh yeah Uki totally didn't just play with me like I was his toy as Uki snorted.

"I wish. He just had to throw up a couple drinks," Uki answers smoothly.

"Lightweight," Fulgar chuckles.

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Alright you two. Why don't we go back on the dance floor?" Uki suggests, seizing both their wrists and pulling them to the dance floor.

"As you wish, darling," Shoto and Fulgar say in unison. They side eye each other.

"Bitch boy."

"Cunt."

Uki rolls his eyes, a smile painted on his lips. He locks eyes with Shoto for a moment, and it turns into a smirk. Shoto looks elsewhere, face pink.

He was not surviving the night, was he?