That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Demon In Demon Slayer...
A heavy sigh falls from your lips as you balance on a single beam of metal hundreds of feet off the ground, you tilt and sway playing a morid game of chance. High up on the rooftops of luxury-end buildings, at a party where you don't belong. It's a beautiful night in May, so you're wearing a short black dress that reaches almost all the way down your thighs. Your long hair is flowing around you like silk in the breeze. There are several people on balconies looking at the view, but they aren’t paying attention to you.
As per usual, you could jump right now, and they probably wouldn't even bat an eye. That's how it's always been, nobody ever noticed you unless they wanted something, and even then it was more like a passing interest rather than genuine curiosity. You didn't really have friends here, or even acquaintances. You just existed....which is why you decided to play this game, see how long you walk on this tiny little beam before the wind knocks you off, you wobble and fall, or until you make it to the other side. But even if you made it to the other side you'd still need to cross it again, no one would miss you if you were gone anyway.....no family no friends, no purpose, you were just another face in the crowd none probably even knew your name.
Just another nobody dreaming of doing something great but became stunted by student loans, anxiety issues, and a crippling sense of inadequacy. You can barely do anything right. So maybe in death people will notice....maybe people will change, and become better.
And if it takes a sacrifice then so be it, with a heavy sigh place one foot in front of the other...but your ankles buckle and your body tumbles off the side sending you free-falling.
The wind whips your hair into your face and the cold air chills you to the bone. For a second it feels....almost euphoric, you feel right and weightless in a way that you never had in life. As you plummet to the ground you close your eyes, the last thing to reach your ears being a soft shout of "Y/N". Look at that someone did know you're name, when you hit the ground you expect pain. But it never comes, instead, the ground feels soft...nothing like a city sidewalk should feel.
There's no honking cars or horrified passerby's screaming either so you open your eyes, looking around confused instead of the city streets of L.A. you find yourself in a lush forest. It almost seems familiar but you don't really know from what. You can just barely make out the sound of voices speaking above you, everything's blurry and unfocused as your eyes try and adjust to the dark, you feel yourself being hoisted up by a set of strong arms you're cradled gently, and being moved.
"A-....yo- ight?" The voice calm and deep speaks but it's like your brain was scrambled all you could make out was a blur of blue eyes and inky black hair, "I-I'm fine" you manage to stutter as you blink a couple of times to settle your eyes.
Looking up you saw a beautiful man with pale skin, he was looking down at you with glass eyes, so beautiful yet so....impassive.
You were momentarily stunned, so much so that you didn't hear him asking you a question..."Are you injured he asked" and you slowly shook your head. "Um" is all you utter before he notices the trail of blood spilling down your face, "that's a nasty head wound...I know someone who can help hold on". You try and do as he says, but you find yourself slipping from consciousness as your head became light. A sharp pain in your head startles you awake, and your eyes flutter rapidly as you try and make sense of everything. The man from before is gone, and you find yourself kneeling in a circle with six other people. Only they weren't normal people, not by a long shot, one of them the closest was tall with flowing ash blonde hair and the most peculiar Iridescent eyes, his smile was wide but.....not friendly it was predatory in nature.
"Y/N-chan Y/N-chan falling asleep while the Masters talking, how rude" he spoke in a low tone while he crawled towards you. Your lips parted briefly to respond when suddenly your face was splattered with warm crimson spray, as another one of the people kicked the other male's head clean off. You flinch at the sudden display of aggression and furiously try and wipe the blood from your face as the new male was grappled by another one and forced into a kneeling position, "Akaza......Douma....the Master has called us here for important matters, not another one of your senseless battles. Handle your issues later and stop interrupting" the tallest of the three males spoke glaring down at you with his six golden eyes.
"Am I boring you?" A smooth accented voice emerged from the darkness, you felt your lungs constrict as you took in the ethereal beauty of the man before you, he had piercing crimson eyes that seemed to glow in the dimly lit room. A strong jaw that could cut glass sat under a flawless pale complexion with long wavy black hair that framed his face elegantly, it flowed down his back like ink spilling off a pen. Even his clothes were elegant, he had an expensive leather vest over a white button-up long-sleeve shirt, black slacks, and chestnut brown loafers.
He slowly strode towards you, lips set in a line and brows furrowed as he glared at you as if you were an....oddity.
He gingerly lifted your face with his thumb and forefinger to inspect you closer, taking in every detail of you with a slight tilt of his head. After a painstakingly long minute that felt like an eternity, he murmured, "I....didn't make you...who are you?" You opened your mouth to speak when suddenly his touch became cruel, grabbing a handful of your [H/C] and in one swift movement yanked your head clean from your shoulders. He tossed your head aside like discarded trash as you gasped at your own body. Panic-stricken, tears well up in your eyes as you stared down at your own severed body, then up at him. He simply wipes his hand with a white handkerchief shrugging his shoulders and not even sparing you a glance "actually I don't care" is the last word you hear him speak before your eyes close.
Your body lurches up and out of bed as you frantically grasp at your neck, sobbing and gasping for breath, you hit the floor and scramble into a corner eyes bouncing around the room as you try and piece together what just happened.
Yet again you're in a different place, this time what appears to be a dimly lit infirmary, the sound of footsteps reigns in your senses as you look around for a weapon and settle on a glass vase. Dumping out its contents, you ready the vase and hide behind the door waiting until you see the first footstep through the door. With as much strength as you can muster, you slam the glass vase over the head of the black-haired man you saw before, he stumbled a little bit clutching his head and you immediately feel remorseful, "I-I'm so sorry" you whisper helping him to his feet only to be startled by a strange creature with body of a boy but the head of a boar charging into the room and running on all fours straight at you.
You instinctively pick up a glass shard and stab it before leaping out of the window, you slip and slide down the hillside before breaking into a full-on sprint. Where are you going, you're not sure but all you know is you want to put some distance between you and whatever that thing was. Although you don't make it far because you're not exactly in shape, huffing and puffing you come to a stop at a babbling river leaning down to drink some of the cool water when you see something moving in the reflection. You pick up a sharp and toss it over your shoulder but the man from before catches it, "easy...if you move too much you could reopen your wounds" he spoke calmly slowly approaching you with his hands held out in front of him.
"S-stay back," you say taking shakey steps back, "you're hurt...you should be resting" he continued "I said get back" you shout weakly tossing another rock at him which he easily dodged. "You're hurt and confused you need to rest" he spoke softly stepping into the moonlight, as the light encased him you recognized him from somewhere, but you weren't exactly sure where.
But Before you could put your metaphorical finger on where, you were tackled from the bushes by the strange boar man and your head hit the floor landing on a rock and sending you right back to unconsciousness.
Once again you woke up in a new place, this time somewhere in a forest. You stumble around aimlessly lost and confused until you misstep and fall face-first into a river, you flair about uselessly as the cold current hits your face and numbs you instantly. Splashing about as you try and fight against the current but you can't swim...and you'd never bothered to learn to because you were too insecure about your weight to wear swimsuits throughout the practice, but now you're struggling for your life trying desperately to float or stay on the surface.
But the current proves to be too strong, and you're swept down the river like a ragdoll. Your arms and legs scrap against rocks and sharp thorns and eventually give way under the pressure of the current, you let out a muffled gasp before your body disappears beneath the surface of the water. However, as you sink below into the murky depths what looked like a thin black whip with a bone-like claw at the end plunged into the water.
Coiling around your waist hoisting you out of the water and carelessly dropping you on the bank, you gasp aloud coughing up water and sputtering softly as your hands slowly drag yourself further up the most muddy river bank and away from the cold river water. "I see we meet again, I thought your scent smelt familiar..... you're a peculiar one huh?" A familiar voice spoke as you gazed up at the crimson-eyed man that had ripped your head off, "I-It's you" you wheezed rubbing your throat and drinking in air like it was your last.
"W-who are you?" You ask slowly repositioning yourself into a seated position as he glares down at you "I should be asking you that, I have no recollection of you, and yet my demons seem to". He pondered to himself pacing slowly, but your eyes were too busy tracking the whip-like tentacle slowly remerging with his body, what the hell was that? You thought and he peered over his shoulder at you, "It's one of my arm whips I have a question for you now, who are you, and where did you come from?"
"That's two questions" you mumble and he glared at you, in the blink of an eye that same whip lashed out at you quick as light and you just barely managed to dodge. The whip effortlessly fell the tree behind you, then circled back around to wrap around your throat and yank you closer. The sharp tip prodes uncomfortably into the flesh of your chin as he stares deep into the very depths of your soul.
"Do I look like the kind of man that enjoys repeating myself?!" He yelled and you could taste the iron tang of blood on your tongue as his whip tightened around your throat painfully.
"I-I'm.... f-from California.... L. A." you squeak and he releases his grip, taking a step back as he gently rests his head in his palm.
"I've never heard of that place" he muttered to himself, "where is that on the map?" He asked turning his cold gaze to you once more, but you simply rubbed your throat and coughed. "it's like on the edge of America" you wheezed and he looked puzzled again. "America?" He echoed brows furrowing slowly, "what nonsense are you talking about?"
He asked impatiently.
"I've never heard of America or this" he scrunches his nose up as if disgusted "California...where did you really come from?" He hissed baring his sharp teeth, are those fangs? You whispered in the back of your mind, "yes" he snapped "Now answer my question" he growled and you flinched holding your head as if that would keep him from reading your thoughts.
"H-How are you doing that?" you murmur mystified and he loses patience pinching the bridge of his nose, before you can even blink the whip is around your neck again. There's a flicker of pain and then your head's rolling down the bank into the river as he murmurs "I have better things to do with my time than waste it on an imbecile".
The next time you wake it's in the same room as you previously were, only this time you were tied down to the bed with thick obi sashes, panic began to set in before you saw something moving in the corner of your eye. "Oh good you're awake, It's been a day I thought you were going to be comatose" a calming yet slightly raspy voice spoke, blinking the sleep from your eyes you saw it was the same man you hit on the head with a vase. You wince slightly as you see the slightly crimson-stained bandages wrapped around his head, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you" you murmured softly as he looked down at you with those hauntingly blue eyes of his.
"Don't worry about that I deserved it" he replied flatly "I brought you to somewhere unfamiliar, then barged into the room without announcing my presence, I must have frightened you terribly" he spoke in such a somber tone that you felt worse.
"Um can you untie me please?" You asked softly and he hesitated for a minute before looking over his shoulder and nodding once, he then began to untie the sashes slowly as you simply watched.
He was quite the handsome man, with his raven hair that spilled down his shoulders and back like spikey dark curtains framing his face making him appear even more imposing. His skin was pale like snow yet perfectly sculpted and almost ethereal in nature, complimented by his long lashes and almond-shaped eyes he was quite breathtaking. Yet he seemed sooo.....stiff and unapproachable, "thank you" you mumble rubbing your wrist and sitting up as he finished.
"My name is Giyuu Tomioka, sorry I should've introduced myself sooner" he spoke quietly "I'm Y/N L/N....w-wait did you say Giyuu....like from Demon Slayer?" Giyuu tilted his head at you brows furrowing slightly in confusion, "um" he spoke scratching his cheek "w-well I am a demon slayer....a Hashira actually...b-but I'm not from any place named demon slayer...I wasn't even aware that was a place" he murmured the last part to himself.
Meanwhile, your mind was reeling, how the hell could he be Giyuu from Demon Slayer? It just didn't make any logical sense, and yet....he was an exact copy of Giyuu hoari and all....He simply looked at you confused and you stared back unsure what was going on or how to even process any of it.
But then an echo of footsteps drew your attention to the doorway, "Giyuu" a feminine voice spoke making the latter flinch "I see you've released our guest from their binds....after I specifically asked you not to" Giyuu's eyes hit the floor and he shuffled awkwardly clearly unsettled. "W-Well I thought, maybe she wouldn't freak out as much when she wakes if-", " but I didn't ask you to think" the woman speaks over him and he looks up at her for a split second like a kicked puppy then quickly averts his gaze again in a huff, "S-Shinobu" he murmured. "I don't think she's a demon", he whispered looking at you and then back to Shinobu. " Well she's certainly not human, no pulse, she wasn't even breathing till a moment ago", Shinobu speaks smiling at you but the smile is completely fake, it is obvious she doesn't like you.
As Shinobu took a step closer to you, Giyuu stepped in her path placing his hand on the hilt of his nichirnblade as she mirrored him "I don't care if she's not a demon, the first time we get a glimpse of Muzan Kibutsuji and she just happens to be around? And he didn't kill her on sight, she's either a demon an abomination or an accomplice either way she dies tonight."
You flinched back falling off the bed she lunged for you but Giyuu swiftly blonde her blade with his own kicking her in the stomach sending her sliding back on her feet, "what was even the purpose of bandaging her up then?" Giyuu asked as you stood to your feet looking at the window and debating how far you'd get if you tried to run again, "well I thought we could wrangle some questions out of her but after thinking it over, I think I'd rather see her dead".
"What the fuck!" You mutter and she looks at you with cold purple irises glaring daggers, "sorry not sorry rather be safe than sorry you may not be a demon, but what if you're something new, I'd rather squash any new threat before it begins don't you think?" Giyuu blocked yet another slash heading your way and backed you closer to the window which you were preparing to jump out of, Shinobu then glared at Giyuu "you know I'm really starting to question your loyalty to the cause, this is the second time you've defended a demon is this your subtle way of telling us something we need to know Giyuu?"
She spoke venomously while attacking relentlessly "she's not a demon...we're surrounded by wisteria if she was a demon wouldn't she be having some sort of reaction?" Giyuu tried to reason but Shinobu wasn't having any of it knocking his blade from his hand and striking at you Giyuu pushed you aside taking a slash across the eye, "Giyuu" you shout watching the blood pool down his face like a crimson mask you turn to Shinobu with a hiss somehow flinging Shinobu through the wall with a flick of your finger.
Both you and Giyuu turned to each other shocked and perplexed as Shinobu hit the wall and let out a small groan "SHE'S NOT A DEMON GIYUU?" She hissed in angry sarcasm as both you and Giyuu bolted out of the window and just ran, but you were slowing down so Giyuu scooped you up and tossed you over his shoulder.
"I-I didn't know that was gonna happen I swear" you said somewhat panicky to Giyuu as he gently set you down and peeked over the large rock to see if Shinobu was chasing, when he saw she wasn't he turned to you. "Answer me this one question" he spoke calmly "where did you come from?" He asked and you looked down at your feet, you contemplated lying to him because you really weren't sure but he was the only one who hadn't threatened you. "I-.....I-I don't know, okay I woke up in a forest I think I might've fallen from the sky, I know that sounds ridiculous but I-I swear it's the truth" you plead as tears fall from your eyes and you began to break down in sobs.
He gently rested a hand on your back and smiled gently at you, "I believe you" he murmured softly taking off his hoari and draping it over your shoulders, "why?" You asked confused wiping your tears and sniffling softly "I-I mean it happened to me and I wouldn't even believe me" , Giyuu simply washed the cut on his eye with some river water and tore a piece of his uniform off to wrap it up, "because I saw it happen" he peeked over the rock again to make sure Shinobu wasn't following once more but returned his gaze to you. "I was patrolling when you just out of nowhere fell on me from the sky, and at first I thought you were some kind of demon...but then you didn't get up, and you were injured and bleeding...and also you didn't attack me so I figured you're just a really strange person".
You feel somewhat relieved to at least have someone to rely on, but then you're struck again with the news....that somehow....you magically got transported to the world of Demon Slayer, what the hell am I supposed to do now? You thought clutching your head as Giyuu just watched you casually, "I might know someone who can help" he spoke snapping you out of your thoughts, "since when could you read minds?" You asked flabbergasted and he just tilted his head at you, "I can't I just thought you might need help, follow me" he said slowly and you tried to walk but your ankle gave out.
You must have twisted your ankle while running, noticing this Giyuu offers you his back and you smile but hesitate, you're not exactly the skinniest girl...and you wouldn't want him to hurt his back so you simply shake your head "I-It's fine I'll just walk" Giyuu squinted at you before walking up to you and hoisting you up as if you weighed nothing.
He then slung you onto his back where sat comfortably at his hips, slowly wrapping your legs around them and your arms around his neck, "you shouldn't push yourself when you're hurt" he spoke softly and you rested your head on his back.
Enjoying his warmth and the gentle beat of his heart as well as the soothing sound of the flowing water, it was strangely calming, "thank you Giyuu" you mumbled into his neck and his ears reddened, "don't thank me for simple things".
You find yourself slowly drifting to sleep as you yet again awake in a different place, gone was Giyuu, and the forest was replaced by a bustling city herds of people walked to and fro as you stumbled about in a confused haze, out of the corner of your eye you spotted a flicker of teal and black checkered hoari. "Tanjiro" you shout and he stops in his tracks turning towards you with a scowl and placing a hand on his nichirnblade, "demon" he hisses and you flinch looking down at yourself.
You were in the body of [S/C] demoness with ivory horns spiraling out of your head, long [H/C] hair and a long thin whip-like tail. "Huh I am a demon" you murmur to yourself as Tanjiro looks at you confused, "you smell funny" he spoke and you gawked at him "well that's rude" you retorted and his brows shot up. "No I didn't mean it like that, you smell sweet and pure kinda like honey but at the same time like vinegar....I can't tell what kind of person you are".
You opened your mouth to speak when suddenly Giyuu walked up behind Tanjiro carrying...your other body, "Tanjiro" he spoke before he glared at you and gripped his nichirnblade "demon" he hissed sliding your limp body onto the ground as both he and Tanjiro took guard in front of it. "W-wait Giyuu it's me Y/N" Giyuu's brows furrowed as he looked between the limp body and back to you, he tilted his head sucking a breath between his teeth.. "Look let me prove it" you said confidently and then slapped yourself as hard as you could, but instead of passing out you just hurt yourself and looked stupid. "Oh right this body is extra durable" you took a step towards your other body but Tanjiro and Giyuu stepped forward in defense of that one, you took a deep breath and sighed "guys look, just slap that body or shake you'll see" they both looked at you skeptically but Giyuu slowly did as you said and gently shook the body.
The moment he shook the body you collapsed and woke up in the other one gasping for breathe and looking up at Giyuu, "see I told you it's me Giyuu", Giyuu's eyes widened in disbelief "t-that's.....h-" he muttered as Tanjiro too stared at you in wide eyed disbelief as well. He then proceeded to shake the demon body and your human body collapsed as you woke up in that one, "okay test ov-" you tried to say but Giyuu shook your human body and the other collapsed as you woke int that one.
"Sto-" you spoke but got cut off as Tanjiro shook the demon body, "ENOUGH" you snapped and they sheepishly looked at the ground. "S-sorry" Giyuu murmured and Tanjiro apologized too, "what.....happened?" Tanjiro asked and you shrugged "I'm not sure one moment I was falling off a building-", "why were you falling off a building?" Tanjiro asked eyes widening in alarm you stiffened slightly eyes darting to the ground as you tried to think of a plausible excuse.
Reading your body language Giyuu gently rested a hand on your shoulder, "so what are you going to do now that you're here?" You take a deep breath and stare down at your feet as you curl into a ball, "I'm actually not sure" you murmur only now realizing the truth behind his words for a second you thought about doing what most people would do.
Try and force change amongst the anime, but actions have consequences and who knows what would happen should you intervene with the way things are supposed to play out. But at the same time you couldn't just sit back and watch these people die, if you had the chance to safe them shouldn't you take it? You could always tell the hashira everything you know about the demons, boom pow hashira wipe the demons everyone lives happy ending.
But not for the demons, they too are victims of circumstance even Muzan, you could always tell Muzan where the blue spider lily is....after all even though he's a bit murder happy he's never been one to want to commit genocide or rule the world....you don't really know his motives besides wanting to live. And he may be twisted but he's not entirely evil, in fact, you clearly remember reading an article stating he didn't even want to create the demons....he's just doing what's necessary for survival.
Isn't everyone at the end of the day? You exhale a deep breath and rub the growing headache in your temples, "I think..." you start but stop when you feel a presence in your head...Muzan is nearby, you're not sure how you know you just know.
And your thoughts when confirmed when Tanjiro visibly froze before growling, but before he could run off and chase after him you grabbed both his and Giyuu's hand "we should go" you spoke lowly "b-" Tanjiro protested but you gripped his hand tighter "I know Tanjiro I know he's here but trust me when I say, he will kill you before you can even think to grab your nichirnblade".
Tanjiro fought and hissed trying to shake off your grip but he eventually conceded "but what about you're other body?" Giyuu interjected and you froze suddenly getting an intense sense of fear, Muzan stepped around the corner and your inner voice screamed run as his plume red eyes locked with yours "you again" he spoke coldly but you were already dashing away without answering him, Giyuu turned around to face him head on when you heard the familiar whistle of his whip cutting through the air.
Without thinking you pushed Giyuu out of the way and yet again your head went rolling from your shoulders, "Y/N" Giyuu shouted followed by Tanjiro's scared and panicked "MISS LADY" as you began to slip away into the other body you managed to croak out "just run". As you woke up in the other body at his feet Muzan looked at the decapitated demon's body and then down at you connecting the dots instantly, "you truly are an enigma, tell me what happens if I cut this body's head off while the other one is headless" he asked and you suddenly got a deep-seated fear "I-I'm not sure" you whsiper unable to meet his eyes "would you like to find out?"
He asked pulling your head tightly, "leave her alone" Tanjiro shouted rushing in but Muzan swatted him away with one of his arm whips without ever breaking his glare on you, his eyes then darted to Giyuu who flinched and looked towards you then Tanjiro and finally back to Muzan as if debating on what to do.
He then decided to go after Tanjiro seeing as Muzan had taken no particular interest in him or Tanjiro, he offered you a pity glance before running off towards Tanjiro, leaving you to the mercy of Muzan who effortlessly scoops up both of your bodies.
A strange pluck echoed out and
you found yourself being carried in an infinitely looping hall.
You wanted to speak but fear had glued your tongue to the top of your mouth, you simply curled into yourself and listened to the echoing sound of his steps.
As he walked you into his study he tossed your demon body on the floor, you looked down at your second body sadly but took note of how quickly it regenerated its head, "I'm going to run some tests on you" he spoke at you in a calm tone, that left little room for argument. You nodded numbly at him, his perfectly manicured nails sharpened to claws and he scratched your forearm tearing through the fleshy easily, you yelped in pain as crimson streams spilled down your wrist.
You watched him as he watched your other body for some kind of reaction but nothing happened. He then walked over to a desk pulled out a notepad and began scribbling in it, he then proceeded to continuously inflict wounds on you.
Nothing life-threatening just small cuts, scraps, and incisions that would heal eventually, he seemed slightly frustrated that pain inflicted on one body couldn't be felt by the other. His brows were furrowed but his lips were neutral, as the test continued you noticed that your human body too could regenerate or heal.....just a lot slower than the demon one, but much faster than a normal human being should be capable of.
He wrote that down too, he made you swap bodies a few times by brutally slapping you across the face, and then he ran tests and diagnosis on your human body while you watched from the demon one, "it's like a shell" he murmured to himself "every time you swap bodies the other goes limp like a puppet without strings".
"But unlike the human body, the demon husk moves around when you're operating the other one....how strange, it moves in the direction of your other body...I wonder why, I'm half tempted to make you switch and just watch what happens....but it's too risky I'd like to run more tests on you in the future....so I can't let you die yet. Speaking of death, it appears no matter how many times I rip off your demon head off it's body it just....continues on as if nothing's wrong...kind of like a few of my stronger demons" he murmured writing in his notebook.
As he moved to grab a different book his hand accidentally brushed your other body's breast, specifically its nipple which made your demon's body jolt up and tense momentarily. When he noticed this he tilted his head, gently grazing his finger across the human body's skin. You flinched again as you felt his warm fingers sliding along your skin, "huh" was all he murmured before slowly slipping his hands underneath the layers of your human body's kimono and giving it's nipple a flick.
When you yet again flinched and let out a soft gasp he paused in his movements, "so it doesn't respond to pain, but it does respond to pleasure....interesting" he muttered, and then began to massage the other body's breast lightly.
You gasp and whimper shifting your demon body on the couch as he toys with the human one on the floor, you hide your face in the crook of your neck to try and hide the embarrassment as you try and hide the soft moans bubbling within your throat. "Maybe I've been going about this the wrong way" Muzan muttered to himself, "Instead of an aggressive approach maybe I should try...." your demon body's back arched off the couch as Muzan slowly dragged his delicate fingers down your human one's stomach, and traced the outline of your lower lips through your human body's panties.
You felt a sudden jolt of pleasure course through your entire body as Muzan's fingers slipped under the cotton fabric, peeling back your lips with two of his fingers before gingerly rubbing your human body's love nub and letting loose that first little moan from your demon body's throat. Your eyes squeezed shut feeling your breathing quicken as Muzan's fingers trailed slowly downwards until he grasped the sensitive nub and pinched it, making you let out another moan of pleasure as he then slid his middle and ring fingers inside of you.
Pumping his fingers slowly as your demon body writhed dragging your claws along the couch and shredding the soft cushion as he phantom-fingered you, "host body is responsive to stimuli inflicted on hostless body" he commented looking down at his notes."I wonder if I could perhaps replicate this" he murmured softly "could be quite useful having a second throwaway body" he murmured to himself "although, it does seem to have a weakness to pleasure...but I highly doubt anyone will be trying to jerk me off midbattle.....mmm however.....I probably should find a way around that....anyway".
He said slapping your human body and waking you up in that one, "that doesn't make any sense, you wake in the other body when you die or when I slap you but not when I inflict pain......hmmm maybe it's because death is instantaneous and you don't necessarily feel the slap because technically your other body is in sleep mode.....hmm".
He paused in thought for a moment "oh well, I'm keep that body for research if you have a problem speak now" he said pressing the sharp end of one of his tail whips you your throat, when you nodded he smiled briefly "good girl, now get I've wasted enough time on you" he said and in the blink of an eye you were transported to a random spot in the forest.
"What.....am I going to do" you murmur sitting down on a fallen tree as you readjusted your kimono "good question what are you going to do?" Asked a strangely familiar voice, as you glanced over your shoulder you were expecting to see Giyuu or Tanjiro but was shocked to see the pale apparition of Yoriichi sitting next to you......what the fuck?
