Hey! May I request a NSFW Kanda X a female, virgin reader? Kanda's drunk and in the mood and it unfolds from there Thank you so much! I hope you have a lovely day/afternoon/evening!
I’M FINALLY FINISHED! HAHA! Also sorry for ghosting y’all for a few months, I was procrastinating/forgetting/busy.. But now that it’s summer I am getting to all the asks now! I hope you enjoy this!
“Shit”, Kanda spurred when the feeling of drunkenness shook forward. He used to be able to drink his fill without getting fucked up, these moments made him realize how drained his lifespan really was. Sitting head up against the speckled dirt wall of the motel room, Kanda continued to take small swings from his whiskey bottle.
He watched Allen sleep while Johnny and (Y/N) went shopping for dinner. ‘Fuck. This short stack’s been sleeping for awhile.’ Kanda thought, yet he knew Allen was fighting. The 14th that is. Watching him sleep peacefully made the black haired samurai sick, knowing that what was going on his head was much different,
“Keep fighting bean sprout. If the 14th takes over it just gives me the best excuse to slice you in half.”
Taking another swig of whiskey, Kanda heard the jingle of keys unlock the door. Johnny and (Y/N) no doubt,
“Johnny my bags are slipping hurry up!”
Yeah it’s them alright. The jingling of the keys continued as a nuisance, testing Kanda’s patience. In a heap of frustration, Kanda groaned and got up to open the door, having both of his traveling companions eat shit on the floor,
“Ow! What the heck Kanda?”
The stubborn exorcist did not bat an eye, but made a snarky reply, “You guys are slow.”
“So? At least give a warning before doing something like that, I could have crushed your soba!”
Kanda raised a brow, she really got his regular?
“They have soba around here?”
(Y/N) shook her head, eyes wide and ready to snicker, “NO, Kanda not at ALL. I had to hand MAKE this soba in the back alley of an Italian RESTAURANT.” Her sarcasm hung at the back of her throat, waiting to snap again. Kanda rolled his eyes, he was too out of it to say something back, plus he was hungry, “Just hand it over.” (Y/N) stood and handed Kanda the bag, yet she was surprised. He didn’t say anything back? Is he too tired? This behavior was indeed not like him. Until Johnny stepped into the mix, everything became clear,
“Kanda? Are you.. perhaps- drunk-?”
The obviously drunken exorcist looked up with red cheeks, rustling for his meal in the bag, “What the fuck makes you think that?” Johnny scratched the back of his neck anxiously, “Well- you seem a bit off tonight-“
“Yea? That doesn’t mean shit.”
Yet, it was now so obvious to (Y/N). His red cheeks, sweating forehead and the unstable way he settled himself into a chair.
As the night grew darker, Johnny had already passed out on the bed laid against the wall across from Allen’s. Speaking of Allen, he still had not awaken from his deep sleep. Leaving (Y/N) and Kanda the only ones up and about,
“You’re not gonna sleep?”
Kanda implied to (Y/N) who was counting the money that they had left, “I can’t, well not until I figure out how we’re going to stretch this money for tomorrow.” Kanda hummed a, ‘hmm’ in response, “What about you? Don’t you need to sleep?” (Y/N) asked back. Kanda just shook his head, “Don’t feel like it.” (Y/N) chuckled at his restlessness, which confused him, “What’s so funny?” (Y/N) answered with a cheeky smile, “Oh nothing; it’s just I’ve never seen you this drunk before.”
“I’m not drunk.” Kanda scoffed.
“Yes you are.” (Y/N) insisted.
“Don’t fucking push it.” Kanda threatened. The girl suddenly began to giggle, trying to suppress it with the palm of her hand, “No wonder they say men will never understand women. They’re fucking weird.” Kanda stated as his grouchy personality shone through. (Y/N) chuckled silently a second time, trying her best not to wake her comrades, “Then I suppose my sense ofhumor will never catch me a man? Fine with me!” still giggling as she said so.
Kanda rolled his eyes, yes, women will always be some sort of fucking mystery. That he had no interest in solving. Just thinking about women made him feel a certain way at the moment, something as of a desire. He didn’t exactly know what he desired from them, but it wasn’t just ‘them’ it was ‘her’. The woman sitting across from him on the floor counting money, what did he desire from her? It made him want to itch his crotch, making him quite uncomfortable in his trousers.
In a drowsy haze, Kanda began to snarl at the image of (Y/N) on top of him and in many other positions. He didn’t know why he only just started having these desires, but they were only making him more uncomfortable in his trousers. The aroused exorcist gave his typical, ‘tsk’ and leaned forward to grab (Y/N)’s hand who to her surprise, saw her comrade in an unusual mood, “Kanda? Is something wrong?” Kanda only stared at her with cloudy eyes, ‘Yes-‘ he thought. Then it turned to a, ‘No-‘ suddenly a, ‘Maybe-‘, was there anything wrong? The only problem he saw was that (Y/N) wasn’t closer to him, and to fix that he pulled her hand to bring her (body type) figure closer.
To why he was doing it, was unbeknownst to the both of them. (Y/N) felt herself also wanting to lean in, even if this was the first actual physical affection they both shared. Kanda had brought her as close as he could to his side, having the abnormal want to hold her there. Not just to hold, no, he wanted something more to happen. ‘Shit.’ He thought, his head hanging away from the woman next him, ‘What the fuck am I doing?’ His thoughts swirled. Maybe his lifespan was draining so much that he began to feel more humanly desires such as sex.If he could get drunk then he could also be subjected to those kinds of things as well,
His thinking was brought out by the soft voice beside him, who had her hand laying against his heaving chest and her head already resting in the crook of his neck. The last thing he noticed was her thigh curled over his crotch, her very being embracing him. He wasn’t taken aback however, he actually liked the feeling of her like this, and the more she rubbed her thigh against him-
“Fuck-“ he moaned, his deep voice hanging in the back of throat. Wanting to come out more, and louder. (Y/N) at this moment had long since realized his need, but she wasn’t exactly ready to give her all just yet. The feeling she had for the stubborn exorcist had always been the same since they met. She had to admit he was extremely handsome and rugged, but she had always seen him as a fellow comrade and friend. Yet there was the underlying passion for him she thought about at night, if there was anyone she would share her virtue with, it would be him,
“Kanda, do you really want to do this? Allen and Johnny are still sleeping.. what if they wake?”
Kanda, who was rubbing (Y/N)’s thigh with his hand and breathing against the top of her head, did not realize how high the stakes were. He might have been shit-faced-drunk, but he still thought out how having sex with (Y/N) might affect things in general. Although this only lasted a few seconds, he had already made his decision, “Then I guess you’ll just have to be quiet-“
Hastily, he grabbed (Y/N)’s forearm and pulled her on top of his lap, setting his hands on both sides of her waist. Rubbing his thumbs in circles against her form, until slowly reaching under her shirt to feel more than just the fabric over. (Y/N) felt her hips grind back and forth over his crotch, unbuttoning his jacket as she did. Kanda’s pants only got tighter around him while she rubbed her clothed heat against him, causing his hands to slide over her ass and clutch wherever he could to keep her moving the way she was. (Y/N) felt a knot in her abdomenwhen he grabbed her so aggressively like that, she slightly squealed in excitement for his forcefulness. Kanda began to notice the way she moaned, trying her hardest no doubt to keep quiet, but the squeal she let out just made him hotter and harder. (Y/N) had finally opened his jacket up to reveal his pale and defined chest; not to mention his lined abs. Her frantic hands touched his chest before leaving them there to stable her body as she moved against Kanda furiously.
He couldn’t take it, the feeling of her grinding on his crotch so aggressively formed the same knot she had in her stomach. Only he felt something coming, or rather he was cumming. What felt like the very last second, lasted for several seconds. It only took one more rub against him to reach an orgasm. Kanda felt his face become hot and his abdomen release while (Y/N) palmed out his orgasm. He had successfully suppressed his moan into (Y/N)’s neck, his heavy and raspy breaths against her skin made her even more aroused than before, “You came already? That’s not fair.” She whispered into his hair before kissing his head gently. Kanda came back up and leaned against the couch once more, looking up at (Y/N)’s face, and for once he was admiring it. Of course he knew she was pretty attractive, but never did he notice just how beautiful she really was, ‘Damn, how drunk am I?’ He thought while laying back. His hands now resting on her waist again, rubbing the way they were before, and to respond to her comment previously, “Well what do you want me to do? Hold it in?” She scoffed at his remark and began to remove her shirt, and shortly after, unclipping her bra, “No I don’t expect that, I just want to be even.”
Kanda didn’t hear her, he was too busy staring at the pair of (S/C) breasts in front of him. It was much different from seeing adult workers flashing them around the Red Light District, he didn’t pay mind to them. However in this moment; he couldn’t stop staring, and then found himself touching them. Since this was the first time he had touched a pair of breasts, the feeling of squeezing them softly and and running his fingers over her nipples was driving him back into ecstasy. (Y/N) pushed her chest against his hands, palming and rubbing her own heat with a lone hand. Kanda wasn’t exactly the best at fondling a woman; since this was his first time, but he didn’t care how it was done. Touching her was all he wanted at the moment. The pushy exorcist groped (Y/N)’s delicate breasts less so when he spotted her feeble hand rubbing herself outside her trousers. Moving from one task to another, he let go of his grip upon her chest and descended to the button of her trousers. (Y/N) understood his actions and allowed him to unzip her while she fondled what he left alone. She quietly moaned above him, her trousers sunken to his lap while his thumb pushing against her panties to tease her clit, “Kanda..! Fuck- just..!” (Y/N) silently cried as his fingers rubbed circles around her clit; her underwear still in the way. Kanda had never seen her like this before, yet she had also never seen him like this either. The whole situation just felt scandalous, but they were technically doing nothing wrong, so why not see how far he could push her?
His fingers stopped and released the pressure on her, (Y/N), who was just on the verge of orgasm, was caught off guard. She looked down to find his hands pulling on her panties, bringing them down to meet her trousers at her knees, “You know I was almost at my limit. You could have kept going.!” Kanda smirked, his red drunken face eyeing her virgin flower all the while until finally looking up at (Y/N), “What fun would that be? Now get up and sit on the couch.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, his rugged voice was getting deeper by the second. Still, she obeyed and crawled off of him only to hoist her self up on the couch. Kanda met her eye to eye on his knees in front of her, analyzing her naked body, laying his hands on the sides of her thighs, “Open your legs.” (Y/N) blushed harshly, while her legs slowly opened for him, revealing her virgin pussy. The drafty wind in the room blew against it, making her tightened her core. Yet even if the room was fairly cold, the heat crawling up (Y/N)’s face and down to her flower was enough to keep warm. She especially felt warm when Kanda couldn’t look away, his eyes becoming infatuated with the sight of her in the position. He was going to put himself inside at that moment, however he decided he wanted to have a taste for himself.
With the next agenda, he leaned his head forward and licked her cunt up and down. (Y/N) threw her head back into the pillows, taken aback by the new sensation. His tongue teased her clit while his fingers rubbed the outside of her entrance. Her moaning was muffled by a throw pillow next her, holding it against her face to silence her sounds of pleasure while her partner sucked her clit for what felt like forever. Kanda quite liked seeing (Y/N) in this state, her legs shaking and back arched. The moaning was the cherry on top of the sight, but that would soon change when (Y/N) began to feel the knot a second time. Yet this time, it was forming much quicker. The black-haired samurai saw her arrival and started to rub her clit back and forth with his hand, her moans becoming higher and louder into the pillow. His fingers becoming faster with every moan she let out until-
“Fuck- Fuck! Kanda I’m cumming.!”
Were the muffled words he heard before she bucked her hips up, back arched and screaming into her pillow. His name being called out in the cushion, how desperately he wanted to snatch it away to hear her more clearly. Yet that risked them being caught by their sleepy comrades. So in Kanda’s aggravated and hot state, he stripped himself of his jacket and trousers, (Y/N) watching him eagerly. When the final cloth came down from his hips, his size was revealed in the shining of the moonlight. Though it was fairly dark, (Y/N) could make out his hard cock even in the shadows. However she did not make out the very dark blush on his face. Of course this reaction was completely normal considering this was the first time a woman has laid her eyes on his privates. Embarrassed and exposed, Kanda only wanted to move on in his arousal, “Stop staring and let me do you already.” he stated in a deeper, gruff tone. (Y/N) only smiled, “You were staring at my tits, it’s only fair if I take a gander at what you’re packing.” The blushing samurai turned a cheek, furrowing his brow to match his frustrated groan, “Plus, you can’t put it in now. The cum from before is still on you, I have to clean it up so I don’t get pregnant, or do you want that?” (Y/N)’s cheeky tone made Kanda agitated until he felt her lips meet his throbbing tip. Throwing his head back, he adjusted to the new feeling, for it was miles better than just being dry humped against. Her tongue followed through with her lips, circling around him. To make matters worse one of her hands was stroking his shaft, the other was palming his balls. All the attention was starting to stir up a dizzy, yet good feeling it Kanda, “Shit- (Y/N).!” Was all he could muster while he pushed against her head, not wanting the feeling to stop. As good as it was, (Y/N) felt his orgasm coming, and she wasn’t having it. With the might she had, she pulled her head back and let her hands fall to his hips; keeping him stable. The absence of sensation made Kanda look shoot glares downwards, “Why’d you stop??” The woman below him grinned and kissed his tip, “I can’t have you cum again, because I’d have to clean up, again. So save it for this-“ (Y/N) had already sat back down on the couch, opening her legs once more and using her fingers to open her entrance wide, inviting him in. At this point, Kanda had already been determined to fuck her the moment she laid on his lap, and he wasn’t throwing away his chance. As soon as she widened herself open, he shot forward, held her (body type) hips, and pushed himself in. (Y/N) had to cover her mouth to muffle the scream that came out, he wasn’t big; for anything he was average. Yet this was still her first time, which he had no idea up until now, “This is your first time.! Why’d didn’t you say anything!” Kanda grunted, being sure not to move in fear of hurting her, “Shhh.! Y-Yes, I am.. and I was too in the moment to say anything.! I thought you figured..” (Y/N) explained. Kanda gave another agitated groan, “How the fuck would I know? This is my first time too, now that we’re all saying shit now.!”
The two bickered for a minute or so until Kanda grew to be impatient. (Y/N)’s walls were practically squeezing him, begging him to move almost, “Fuck this- I’ll just be gentle-“ was the warning he gave before he began to roll his defined hips back and forth into her slowly. (Y/N) clenched her teeth, trying to contract her walls to adjust to him. Every thrust was hell on earth, she beginning to wonder if it was all worth it when suddenly she felt her pussy give out just a little. She felt a little more comfortable than before, still painful, but less so now. It became bearable. (Y/N) let herself relax under him, staring to enjoy the feeling of Kanda gripping her hips while he stood bent over fucking her. In her new found bliss, Kanda was also starting to realize why Lavi fawned over women all the time. With every push into (Y/N), he felt a release of tension, and a rise of it. He knew she was in pain, making his movements also painfully slow. Yet she reached out to his shoulders and whispered into his ear, “You can go faster if you want.. it doesn’t hurt so much anymore-“
Which was enough to drag her hips from the couch, to the floor, “EeKk-!” She quietly squealed as she found her self laying on the cold wooden floor, still remaining beneath her ruggedly handsome exorcist, “Why did you do that??” She interrogated,
“I got tired of standing up.” He responded, throwing his hips back into her on his knees. She covered her mouth with her arm, repressing the moans emitting. From the start it was unbearably painful, now (Y/N) discovered the wave of tension rising in her womb. Not to mention the knot that returned in her stomach, yet it was far from unraveling. Kanda on the other hand, couldn’t believe how a change in pace could alter the way he felt. (Y/N)’s pussy just kept squeezing tighter or letting go every time he thrusted, her contractions of adjusting caused him to lean forward against her. His chest laying against hers while he attempted to push farther, deeper into her. Laying against her made his head feel heavy, which resulted him to lay in the crook of her neck. Ultimately, this gave way for (Y/N) to kiss his neck and/or slightly bite his ear lobe. Which drove him up the wall and thrusted into her faster and harder, “Kanda.! Fuck Kanda- you’re gonna make me- fuck.!” Was what she whispered to him, trying desperately to keep the sounds inside her. But Kanda had his fair share of moans as well, grunting and sighing into her ear was all the approval (Y/N) needed to know his progress.
Though, (Y/N) was at her limit, “Fuck Kanda.!! Fuck me- fuck me- right there- AHhH!” With that, Kanda complied her and fucked her with all he could until he felt her tightened around him. Followed by her squirt, which rushed against his member before leaving her. (Y/N) was slightly embarrassed about her squirt liquid, but overall she didn’t mind since she had orgasmed from Kanda pounding into her. Yet, he wasn’t finished, and hoisted her up. Kanda had always wondered how it felt to let a woman ‘ride’ him, so this was the perfect chance. He let himself lay on the wooden floor, holding (Y/N)’s hips in place. She however looked at the predicament confused like, “Go on, I’m not done.” (Y/N) raised a brow, “You didn’t cum?” She asked him, “No, I had to start over because you didn’t let me finish when you were, ‘cleaning me’ up.” (Y/N) sighed and began to move her hips up and down, placing her hands on Kanda’s lined chest to keep herself up. Though it was not the easiest position, at least she was in control this time of the pace. She started off slow, her hips rolling up and down on him, feeling his cock leave her and then come back in again and again. The look (Y/N) had on made Kanda a little harder, not to mention the way she looked when she moved on him like that. Who knew he would enjoy such a sight? To feel more of her, Kanda reached up with one hand to fondle one of her breasts, the other started to thumb her clit.
(Y/N) felt herself knot up again, it’s like he knew how to tease her. His hand gripping her tits while his other hand played with her clit, it drove her nuts. On top of him being inside her was the biggest component to it. Her hips rolled back down faster, causing her to bend over to kiss him. When their lips met, (Y/N)’s hips paced slower, wanting to pay attention to their kiss more than anything. Even if they had already gotten so far, they didn’t share a kiss, this also being their first kiss. Kanda was taken aback at first, he didn’t expect her to do that, let alone continue to kiss him. He supposed since this whole situation was full of new experiences, he might as well roll with it. His hands slid into her (H/C) hair and pulled her closer, kissing her with just as much want she had. This forced a halt to their sexual movement, and made way for a sentimental moment. While still allowing him inside, (Y/N) cupped his face to bring him just as close as he brought her. Their kiss didn’t last long however, they pulled back for a breather, just to only stare at one another. Kanda would usually scoff at anyone who dared to stare at him, but in that moment he could only stare back. After all the things that occurred that night, that moment was one he remembered the most. Looking at her enchanting face, her (E/C) eyes staring right back at him, ‘Damn-‘ he thought, giving her one last longing kiss before thrusting into her from underneath. The unexpected action surprised (Y/N), not having enough time to suppress her squeal. Which unfortunately gave out into the open, risking the chance of her comrades waking up to her and Kanda fornicating.
Kanda, who didn’t really care at this point, decided to finish himself off. Holding (Y/N)’s hips all the while thrusting into her. And before she could knot up again-
His warm semen came streaming into her, a sensation she didn’t mind over orgasming herself. Yet the realization hit her like a ton of bricks, “Asshole.! I could get pregnant.! You should have said something- I would have gotten off and finished you-“ Kanda didn’t give her time to finish her rant, and pulled her down for a kiss. The action itself quieting her, even she couldn’t deny her liking to a kiss. After pulling away from him, her chagrin attitude remained on her face. This only made Kanda smile though. He knew the consequences of what he just did, but he’d rather her be the mother of his child than any other woman, “C’mon let’s get cleaned up in the bath, it might be around 2:00 in the morning but I always take showers before I go to sleep! Now let’s go before they wake-“ (Y/N) commanded which made Kanda roll his eyes at her. He supposed a bath wouldn’t be too bad after sex.
Shortly after the two entered the bathroom, Johnny turned over to Allen, shaking with a traumatic look about his face, “Allen-“ Johnny whispered across the room. Allen, who was in a sleep-induced coma turned over as well, “Yeah-“ Johnny chattered his teeth while he spoke, “D-Did you hear them too?”
“Unfortunately; everything.”
