Hi I MIRI its been a while - I hope ur doing well and fine, can I request soft but intimate cuddles with muichiro? Can be short or long it's fine
Ik I haven't been active lately -but I kept rereading your fics about him yeah-💀🤭 anyway that's all - I really love how you write him♥︎✨
Intimate Cuddles || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader
A/n : Heyyy I'm here again for how long idk, am i gonna be consistent idk. But for now here i am ! Hopefully you'll like it !
Warnings : Muichiro is aged up ofc, nakedness, erection, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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He is carefully holding your still trembling body against his, your face resting above the top of his head as you breathe in the floral scent of his hair.
You sighed deeply as you felt him shift before hugging you tighter.
His face sat there, peacefully against your chest, his lips curved in the dreamiest of smiles.
But Muichiro is no less sensitive, the slightest movement makes his thighs still pleasantly sore from wrecking you moments before.
You thought his eyes would have been closed with how much effort he has put into it, but when you opened your eyes you saw him fondly peering at you from underneath.
He would nuzzle his face against your chest telling you how soft they are before leaving one or two more kisses on the tender flesh, his naked body tightly pressed against yours.
Though he grunted as he reluctantly moved from your warmth when he got up to get you some water. He knew you needed it because of all the juices he had been lapping at you during your foreplays.
But then like a lost puppy he would rush back to your side, curling against the body he had been mapping for so long.
“Y’feel good t’cuddle with,” he slurred a little drowsy in his post-nut state.
And after a beat, “I don’t wanna move,” he murmured lazily as if scared to disrupt the calm atmosphere.
“Is it better than the sex ?” you teased, please at the light blush spreading on his cheeks.
But he was unapologetically honest, “Of course not”
His mouth continued to nip and suck all over your chest, just in case you didn’t have enough proof that you were his on your skin.
Sometimes he would keep you in his arms like this just to gather his breath after some intense sex. It could go up to 1 hour if he felt like taking a nap.
On some other times that would start exactly like that, he would end up getting hard and ready all over again against your thigh, or your plump ass after 20 min ( less when he was really pent up ).
“Is there something bothering you Mui ?” would be the first thing you would say, knowing very well that if he was wired the right way he wouldn’t lose another second before taking you into a perfect mating press on the soft sheets of his fûton
“Do not even start with that. Wouldn’t be happening in the first place if you were not wiggling your hips like that” he would grunt, his voice still rough from moaning your name again and again.
And truth be told you were not wiggling your hips, it was more like him rutting his hardening cock against your backside, and being too prideful to assume it outloud.
His strong arms would wrap around your chest as he would pull you back on his lap, where the heavy press of his throbbing cock would make you sigh against the eager mouth that was already on yours.
Hii have another request to ask if that’s okay but here it is
L Lawliet x fem reader
Fic Request: surprised breakfast (waffles specifically) in bed with L but he eats her out with whipped cream. You can add any other stuff you want just have fun with the request hehe
Hope you have a great day!
A Sweet Indulgence || L Lawliet x fem!reader
A/n : Okay so it's been a while ahah but I'm back to writing fics in class lmao. Hope y'all will like it 😙🫰✨💚
Warnings : food play ( only whipped cream ), oral fem!receiver, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
Summary : This morning, L is up for a different kind of breakfast *wink wink*
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A sweet, caramelized and buttery aroma wafted around you in the kitchen as you transferred a freshly baked waffle onto a plate with a flick of your wrist. They looked absolutely perfect, they were puffed just right and golden-brown, a visual testament of their rich, mouth watering and toasty fragrance. You rummaged through the cabinet over your stove looking for some honey that you knew would complement just well their vanilla, nutty flavor. You hummed to yourself as you grabbed some strawberries, to add a tangy twist to the whole silky, well-rounded flavor. You cut them meticulously to make the whole dish look fine and presentable to your boyfriend, knowing how much he liked when things were in order.
You placed the neatly arranged plate on a tray, adding right next to it a glass filled with freshly squeezed orange juice. That is when you remembered you forgot to add the whipped cream you bought the day before. Deciding against spraying a swirl of whipped cream on the warm waffles, knowing how it would melt and deflate in no time. You wanted him to have the best breakfast ever, and that is why as you took the tray in one hand, you grabbed with your other the siphon of whipped cream and held it under your arm before making your way to your shared bedroom, where you knew he was still snoring in the sheets. I mean, he needed his rest after the eventful night you both had yesterday.
By the time you arrived there you noticed a little ray of light peeking through under the door. You frowned because you thought he was still resting, you had told him too knowing how overworked he daily was. When you opened the door you saw him scrolling on his phone, and you sure as hell would have put your hands on your hips before scolding him - kindly - if you weren’t carrying the tray. For now he would just have to deal with your scolding look.
“L what did I tell you about working in bed right after you woke up, mmh ? Give yourself some time to rest”, you sighed as you set the thoroughly prepared tray on his bedside table.
His head snapped towards you, not because you spoke - sorry - but because of the divine smell emanating from the delicious-looking food you just made.
“I was not working,” he answered matter-of-factly as if he was right “just looking at some reports that were sent to me overnight-”
“That’s working L,” this time you put your hands on your hips.
“It’s not working when I don’t have my computer,” he yawned, sitting up in the bed, the sheets sliding off his bare chest, unveiling some hickeys you left on his collarbone. His eyes already staring at the plate as would a cat before pouncing on it.
You sighed before sitting on the edge of the bed, and hugging his middle “You lucky I love you.”
He smiled at your words and kissed the top of your head, his gaze dipping in yours an instant as if to reassure you that he meant the very same, even though he didn’t put it into words quite often. And then his gaze drifted back to the food.
“I presume you made this for me,” he simply said, but you could see how his eyes lit up. To which you nodded, motioning for him towards the plate, silently meaning “Go on dig in.”
When you stood up and grabbed the siphon, he looked expectantly at you, his tongue wetting his lips as if he could already taste it all. Though you could only squirt a small amount of cream on his breakfast before he stopped you.
“Hold on a second,” he halted you, before extending his open hand flat to you.
You blinked slowly, wondering for a second what kind of twisted idea had sprouted in his mind, but eventually handed him the siphon. And as soon as he got a hold of it he got up and swiftly pinned you down on the bed and the warm sheets he just got up from.
“L what are you-”
“Shhh”
“The food is going to be cold-” you warned him as he pushed your knees apart with one hand while the other reached the press button squirting a little swirl of whipped cream in his mouth. He hummed as the sweetness of the cream hit his taste buds.
“Tsst tsst, do not worry about that. You trust me right ?” he purred as he licked his lips, the sweet taste making his mouth water… or was it the thoughts he was having.
You nodded leaving him to get on with what he had in mind. But you didn’t expect for him to hook his index finger under the edge of your panties and in a gentle, oh so teasing way pull them down. You shivered as the chilly air of the room hit your warm core, thoughts were running wild in your head as you watched him inch closer and closer to you, his gaze already lost in your glistening folds.
You were about to ask him why he was smirking at you like that and most importantly why he kept holding onto the siphon, but your train of thoughts stopped when he shook it a little and sprayed a swirl of it right on your clit. Your thighs almost immediately close if it weren’t for his hand keeping them open. The emulsion was pleasantly cold, and soft against your heated skin. He didn’t let you one more second to feel all of its fluffiness, and dived right in. And this time he couldn't help the way your legs closed around his hair, thighs tickled by his downy hair.
You took a sharp intake of breath as his tongue lavished at your clit, each time seemingly with more hunger. It was all clean from the whipped cream now, but he didn’t stop there, he continued again and again sucking at it, as if trying to get every last molecule of it.
“L what- fuck,” you moaned “What are y-you doing ?” your legs squeezed harder around his head, your body instinctively pressing him closer.
He didn’t answer though, too busy slurping the juices, your juices that have started steadily leaking from your fluttering hole.
He only pulled back a second to squirt more of that sweet cream, on your clit but this time also around it all on your lips. He seemed pleased with his work as he set the siphon down at the foot of the bed, right next to him, and now using both his free hands to grip your thighs and pull you full against his face.
He admired his work an instant before saying “What a delightful breakfast you brought me. That is very very thoughtful of you my love,” he purred, each time he said “very” he had licked your twitching clit.
“Oh fuck”, you threw you head back submerged by the pleasure he was bringing you, each flick of his tongue felt divine thanks to the lubricant-quality of the whipped cream.
“Mmmh so good,” he groaned against your soaked core, his face now a complete mess between the rest of the cream and your juice trickling down his chin.
“Mpfhh,” you whimpered, your fingers tangling in his hair before adding “P-please don’t stop !”
He chuckled against your cunt before pulling away, with a smirk plastered on his face “Oh dear, do you not think it would be very foolish of me to part from such a sweet banquet, do you ?” and with that he dived right back in, drawing more and more desperate moans out of you.
Soon enough you ended up coming all over his tongue, and he couldn't be happier about it. He continued lapping at your cunt some more, you know, just to make sure he got everything he could. Then he pulled away, whipped his chin with the back of his hand, and went after the glistening essence that was there too.
“Mmmh,” he hummed. “Now that was divine my dear. Very feeling even,” he smirked, one of those rare smirk he flashed when he knew he got you utterly and thoroughly satisfied. He knew he had done a good job.
Meanwhile you stayed there on the bed, catching your breath all the while following his figure in the room. He was - finally - digging in the breakfast you had prepared earlier. A gentle smile appeared on your face as you watched his eyes lighting up at each bite.
Well until… “Those could have been a little warmer,” he said, popping another piece of waffle in his mouth.
You knew he was just poking fun at you but you couldn't help but bite back “Ah ? And whose fault is that ?” you propped yourself on your elbows to get a better look at his face.
“Yours. Entirely,” he answered frankly, “For looking appealingly appetizing first thing in the morning.”
You blushed at the compliment, “Well next time I advise you to eat it up on time,” you teased, reaching for his arms, your fingers trailing up and down his pale skin.
“Well,” he started, pausing to eat a strawberry, “and next time I advise you to also bring chocolate sauce to accompany the whipped cream. I think it would perfectly match your own sweet taste.”
The rawness of his words made you choke on your spit, while he only chuckled and kept eating his breakfast. If I may say you should get up quickly if you want any left for you.
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A/n : Part 2 will include Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Dabi and Tamaki Amajiki
Warnings : smut, fleshlight, lots of cum ( mention of pussy but only in Katsuki's part )
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Katsuki Bakugo (this was the 1st illustration for Katsuki but it got my fic striked so here it still is : link from Rule 34 all credits go to the OG artist )
He is definitely going to death stare at you, as if you had just insulted him to the core with this gift.
“Tch, what do you think I'm going to do with this when I've got the real thing right here ?!” he referred to the fact that you were sleeping in his dorm and that was enough to keep his cravings sated.
“Yes, but that's for when I'm not here !” you laughed at the way the slight blush began to spread from his neck to his ears.
“Well I can wait, I'm not a sex addict !!” his voice rose a little more as if he could hide - you - hide what you both already knew.
“Keep telling yourself what can make you sleep at night,” you snickered, “We both know very well in what condition you come back from the gym.”
“It's not the same dumbass !!” he exploded, the red covering his whole face.
As grumpy as he had been when you had given it to him, the reality was that now, with you gone for a week on an internship mission, his objects were starting to head in spite of himself towards the toy he had tossed in the back of a closet thinking he had never needed it.
The reality was that no matter how many times he used his hand to relieve himself, it didn't take away the funny ache he had in his balls, the kind of ache that only disappears after being buried in your tight pussy.
So it was after spending a miserable day with only the dull, constant and rhythmic throb in his boxers to think about, that as he strode determinedly back to his dorm he headed for his closet.
He swore under his breath as he ran his fingers through the narrow entrance, swallowing hard, “Shit it's fucking tight.”
The mere thought of what he was about to do made his erection bounce in his boxers.
He sat on the edge of his bed wondering how the hell in was going to get his cock into such a tight opening, “Good thing we have lube,” he thought, although all the pre that had leaked from the head of his cock would have made a perfect substitute.
Even being alone in his room he was too prideful to let even the slightest sound of pleasure escape his lips even as he came to bottom out just right between the soft velvety walls.
“Hhhn- t's taking me so well,” he muttered looking down where his flushed cock was buried in the tight opening.
He doesn't want to admit it, but watching his own hips rolling and grinding against it is turning him on, and he knows he ain't gonna last long.
And true to his thoughts he doesn't, it is not even been 10 min and he is already muffling his groans against his muscled forearm as he buries himself all the way to the base one last time before his hips stutters and he spills thick ropes of cum deep inside it.
He lies back on his bed, thighs trembling a little, as he tries to pull free his softening cock.
The suction noise when he tried to pull out was so obscene it made him blush all over again, the pressure was so strong he felt like the toy was trying to pull his soul out by his dick.
“Fuck I swear this bullshit is going to make me hard again,” he sighed, but it didn't erase the post climax haze smile on his lips.
Yup even if he had never admitted to using it, it was sure he had used it again, and maybe even took it with him when he went on long training courses away from you.
Izuku Midoriya
You were a little apprehensive before giving him your gift, thinking that he might take it the wrong way or find it inappropriate, even perverse.
That is why you decided not to be present when he unwrapped the gift you had personally chosen for him.
However, he is no fool either : when he opened the carefully wrapped package, he knew at a glance what it was... and he was so ashamed of it.
He was also ashamed of how quickly his cock hardened in his pants.
He didn't have lube in his dorm, but it was impossible to get past the shame of going to the drugstore to buy some, especially with the obvious tent in his pants.
Besides, he was too horny to wait another 20 min, so he used all the pre that was already dripping from the flushed head of his cock to wet the entrance and ease his way in.
He didn't even wait for the fleshlight to model itself to his cock (not that he really needed it) to fuck it, hard.
He was so pent up by classes, exams and training that he finished so quickly.
But he had enough stamina to go on for at least 3 more rounds.
“S-shit I can’t stop moving my hips-” he whimpered.
That evening he missed the pizza and movie night and Kirishima was worried and came knocking on Izuku's door. Taken by surprise, the green haired man lost his concentration and almost nutted in the tight sleeve.
His body will definitely wake him up early tomorrow to drain his balls some more.
On your return, you went straight to his dorm to say hello. By the sounds you were hearing he was in the shower, clueless that you were facing the fleshlight filled with a fresh load of cum resting on his bed.
He was horrified as he got out of the bathroom, a single towel resting dangerously low on his hips, his face was beat red, his hands waving in every possible direction to attract your attention elsewhere than the reason for his sleepless nights.
“Oh come on,” you chuckled “Don’t be ashamed now ‘Zuku,” your voice was soft, “Actually I’d love to see you use it.”
At your words he squirmed, and while one might have thought it was of discomfort, the blood shooting to his dick, which tented obscenely under the towel said otherwise.
Shoto Todoroki
When he saw the inconspicuous box sitting on his desk he thought you had made a mistake, it is not his birthday today
As he unwrapped it he still didn't know what it was, and for a second thought it was a pencil holder.
You nearly had a heart attack when he arrived in the common area of the dorms with it in his hand.
When you rushed him back to the dorms he let out a little “oh” when you explained what it was for.
He doesn't understand what he needs it for if you are there, he is sure it couldn't possibly be as good as the real thing, but you insisted that it was a new experience and that you had ordered one exactly to his measurements, tight as he likes, and it got his attention
He is surprised by the sheer realism and lifelike texture of the walls inside, also by the precision of the dimensions.
Will tell you it did take the edge off, but will never admit that night he gave it 4 thick loads of cum
Even during class he would feel his balls throbbing at the idea of going back to his dorm and burying himself deep in his fleshlight
He alternates between one hand and the other to hold the fleshlight to make its inside cold or hot, depending on his needs.
He noticed that he finished faster when it was hot, reminding him of your interior.
He definitely edges himself at night or early in the morning, legs spread comfortably on his fûton, hips rolling lazily in the tight heat, pulling out at the last second as he feels he is about to cum.
He missed once or twice and ended up shooting on his chest and sheets.
“Hhhh next time I will just stay buried inside as I ejaculate- mmh” another roll of his hips pushed him back inside, “Will at least spare me from cleaning my sheets every two days.”
Look hear me out the scene in the last episode with Muzan and tamayo but instead of tamayo it’s his wife… Imagine the hurt, the betrayal, all the feels, he doesn’t understand why she would do this, the angst omg 😭
It’s totally fine if you don’t want to write this I just through it was a good prompt! I fully respect whatever you want to do, but if you do write go crazy and have fun 🩷
Till Death Do Us Part || Kibutsuji Muzan x wife!reader
A/n : Took me so long to come back around here ( funnily enough I'm writing this before I even started to think about the outline of this writing... and I still have to rewatch the scene 😂 ) ( And please no spoilers in the comments I'm an anime only 😩😭 ) ( And there will certainly be a 2nd part when I'll finally know what happened in those movies 😏 )
Warnings : ANGSTY, hurt, mention of blood and description of graphic injuries to make even more angsty muhahahah, ( I also decided to use the OG dialogues as a guideline for this so don't be surprised )
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You were sitting behind an array of stones, crouching to the ground as much as you could to be sure he wouldn’t see you. Your trembling hands were tightly clutching at the rune you had plastered on your chest, the only thing that could entirely mask your presence to him. But you just knew it wouldn’t be enough, how could you think that just a weak little Demon Blood Art of concealment would challenge the tremendous powers of the one who had given you this cursed ability. It had rained during the day and you hoped that tonight the smell of the wet grass against your knees would hide your presence to his keen senses. Besides if it was not for it, you were sure the intense, rhythmic, drumming of your torn heart would make your presence here clear to him.
It is only when you started to relax your breathing to lower your heart rate that you felt his aura strike you like a kick in the guts. You knew the entry of the Domain of Ubuyashiki Kagaya was far from your hiding spot, and still it all felt like he was right next to you in all his commanding potent greatness. You felt him coming closer and closer to the place the Head of the Demon Slayer Corporation was lying down at an agonizing slowness. You could even smell his body disintegrating due to the protective barrier against him that had been deployed around the estate.
For a long time nothing happened, it was surprising to say the least, Muzan, was not known to keep his next victim alive for long once he had found them, and as his wife you knew this better than anyone, often being there with him when he put the last move of his plans into action. You didn’t have a lot of time to dwell on this because not even 4 minutes after you finally heard it : your cue to enter into action, the explosion of the whole estate. After giving a few words of prayers to the man and his family who had just died, you took a deep breath, it was your turn now.
You moved quickly, making your way towards the location of the explosion, you knew you had to keep him there until the Hashiras arrived. As you arrived in front of the huge gate that surrounded the area you picked above it to make sure everything was in place. That is when you saw him, or rather, what his corpse would have looked like if he had been killed outright by the explosion. Yet you didn't worry about it, you knew of his unmatched restorative powers, and as luck would have it, as you thought about it, he quickly began to regenerate, and this in spite of the traps Ubuyashiki had cleverly set in the explosion.
For the time being everything was going according to plan, the trap you set from the Blood Demon Art of the man was ready for you to activate, you just had to be a little closer. And indeed once you were close enough the flesh seeds activated and released thorns that planted themselves all over the flesh of his body, each branch of red blood ramified and multiplied, holding him firmly in place.
His thoughts were going at light speed when he finally got to his conclusion, “I just need to absorb them.”
That is when you deemed it was the right moment to jump in, slashing your way through the flesh of his stomach with your fist. He groaned… not from pain, but from surprise, of seeing you, his own adored wife, here at this moment. Instinctively his muscles contracted around your wrist, while his left hand circled your other one.
“Y/n ?! Why are you here ?” he roared. Of course he knew you were around in the Demon Slayer Domain because he had once again asked you to come with him, though he had forbid you to come anywhere near this specific estate, he had told you again and again how dangerous - even for you - this place was… and yet you were there, right in front of - and inside - him.
He was waiting for an answer and a quick one, he didn’t have too much time to dwell on the topic, not when he knew that the Hashiras were at this very moment assembling towards the place of the explosion. But to his great confusion you replied totally off the mark, “This Blood Demon Art of thorns belongs to the person you turned into a demon in Asakusa.”
At that moment his thoughts were all pouncing on each other, “She approached me using a Demon Blood Art of concealment. What is her goal ? What has she done ? Why is MY wife here ?” Only questions were running through his mind right now. No… he couldn't... couldn't think one single second that you were betraying him, that you decided, by yourself, to stand against him with his enemies.
But his quiet self reassurance burned down when he met your determined gaze, “So you absorbed my fist, Muzan. What do you think was inside my first. It’s a medicine to turn demons back into humans,” as you spoke he didn’t say anything back for a moment, and you thought it was maybe because of the shock of what you were telling him, but in reality it was only the result of your betrayal sinking in, “How is it ? Do you feel it taking effect ?”
Then his eyes widened, his gaze taking in a dark and almost terrified aura, “No way such medicine exists !” he growled as prominent veins appeared on his forehead and cheekbones. The vibration running in your rib cage, and for a second made you forget how strongly your heart was beating.
“I completed it. The situation has greatly changed. I couldn't have done it alone,” your voice beamed with gratefulness as you mentioned, without naming them, your fellow demon slayers.
At that moment his body acted of its own accord, he had always treated you with the greatest gentleness, even for himself, but this was too much and he couldn't prevent the violent kick he delivered to your leg, taking you by surprise, making you stumble backwards, before grabbing the top of your head with his left hand and planting his thumb in your forehead, drawing a deep cut.
“You’re quite a persistent woman, aren’t you, Y/n ?” he snarled before adding in thoughts, “That’s also part of why I chose you out of everyone to be my wife,” he confused you as he chuckled darkly before continuing thinking, “The other part was your kindness… and somehow I always knew this would get in the way of my projects.”
The hate he was feeling against you skyrocketed in seconds, from nothing to everything, or else he wouldn’t have said the words that followed, “What an unreasonable grudge. Who killed your husband and your child ?” he sounded almost amused as he went along, “Was it me ? No. It was none other than yourself. You killed and ate them,” his thumb was pressing so firmly into your flesh that blood started drilling on your face, to the corner of your blood-tinted lips.
Your eyes misted over with tears as you relived your past with these few words of his, “Had I known that I would never have become a demon. I said I didn’t want to die from my illness. It’s because I wanted to see my child grow up !” you flashed him a gaze burning with anger as tears fell now freely.
Muzan felt a pain in his chest at the sound of your broken cry, he was very uneasy seeing you like this, and would have even more in another context, but to be honest he couldn't care less about the man you once loved and the child you had with him. You would have stayed in your place like he asked you to, you would have ended up having a child with him, and even several, if his plan had gone through you could have lived with him in the sunlight for eternity.
“After that, you continued to kill many humans. Was that just my imagination ? You looked like you were enjoying eating them !”
To you he looked like a vision of horror at that moment, with that thorn going through his head, hair floating and framing around his hurt, mad and wild gaze, reminiscing you of your worst traumas.
“Yes, I did ! I killed many in my desperation !” you didn’t wince as his nail pressed even more against your flesh creating a deep cut at that point, even more, you pushed your head towards him to show him that you didn't mind everything he was doing, still firefly holding his gaze while tears streamed down your cheeks, “And to atone for those sins, I will die here with you !”
“You do know that if I die you will die too,” he stated, his murderous intent becoming so strong that it almost knocked the breath out of you, “You are nothing without me !” he spat in your face, his fangs way to close to your eyes to your liking, though this time he knew it wasn't true, it was more like the other way around, but his anger and hurt were getting the best of him, or at least the best he kept for you.
“Then so be it ! If it can cleanse me of the evil I've committed ! I would rather die and be nothing without you !” ( damn guuuurl 👀 )
As you said those words, he suddenly took his nail out before plugging his thumb deep in your right eye. Yet again that did not prevent you from strictly executing the plan, “Himejima-san ! Now it’s your turn !”
His eyes widened even more if that was possible upon hearing you call someone, the veins in his eyes were so red it seemed they would pop at any second now.
In a matter of seconds he got his head smashed by the Stone Hashira, you ducked down to prevent it from hitting you, only to hear his grow back as fast. You watched as the Hashiras assembled around the man you had been calling your husband for so long. Still holding his arm with all your strength to prevent him from getting out of the trap was designed for him. And yet he was still fighting proudly as if no thorns were piercing through his body, or fatigue had hit him.
But you had hope and for a second you thought it would work that they would fight him there until the sun would rise in the sky, that you would die there burned down to ashes with him. But you felt like it was going to be harder than this. It was the great Muzan after all.
Everything went so fast but in your head it was in slow motion, you wondered, to the rhythm of your frantic heartbeat, if a U-turn was possible, if he would be kind enough to forgive you and pretend nothing had happened... in other words you were afraid and uncertain about the future.
“Why are you doing this Y/n ? What have they offered you that I cannot give you ?” He didn't let you answer with the speed with which these questions flew, “Why did you betray me like so ? Me you husband, who's always been so good to you ? So patient, helpful. Me who saved your life so long ago. Me who you married and promised to be mine forever. Me who you swore to be with through sickness and pain. Why are you TURNING YOUR BACK ON ME ?!?” he was breathing heavily, consciously leaving a blank moment as if waiting for your answer, as if hoping you would tell him it was a misunderstanding and that you had got wind of the hunters' plan and were putting on all this act to defend him and your family's honor, "You know what," he snapped, "It doesn't matter... just wait and see what happens next," he said.
You heard him chuckle and it was far from everything you heard from him before, when you looked up you saw an actual smirk on his thin lips, and then all around you you heard a note of Shamisen before a door appeared under your feet. But if you couldn't fully before, now you had all the reasons to worry… as the ground opened under everyone that was around Muzan at the moment… little did you know even the people around and in the Demon Slayer Domain got forced in as well.
You immediately recognised the Infinite Castle… your home. You felt his hand squeeze your arm tighter in a way of saying, “See I told you there was nothing anyone could do against me,” he somehow managed to have a way out of this seemingly perfect trap.
When his gaze finally met Tanjiro's, he unleashed all the anger he had in store, his hand tightening its hold on your arm, “Do you think you’ve got me cornered ? You are all now going to Hell ! You demon hunters are an eyesore. Tonight, I’m going to slaughter every last one of you !”
Your muscles were quivering from the strain you applied to them by trying to hold Muzan in place for so long. That is when you heard his voice, Tanjiro’s fiercely screaming as his voice got more distant, “You’re the one who’s going to Hell, Muzan ! I won’t let you escape !” And this gave you a lot of strength despite the blood that was dripping down your face.
“Do it if you can ! Kamado Tanjiro !”
You couldn't see anything at this point, your face was almost pressed against his torso, but you heard the loud crash of doors slamming behind you, and Tanjiro’s voice breaking through them, like the first beams of sun breaking through the night, “Kibutsuji Muzan !”
Hello! I have a request and a question! First , are you from Quebec? I saw this emoji ⚜️ and there’s the lys flower on the Quebec flag so I was wondering lol! For my request, could we have an Akatsuki orochimaru nsfw who’s in couple with the yn and after a long mission, you come back from the mission and he’s a dom for you😇? And bonus of the Akatsuki’s members who hear all of your UNO GAME hum hum.. and they make comment the next day?
Have You Been A Good Pet || Orochimaru x reader
A/n : Heyyy, ahahah not at all I'm French, I have family in Montréal tho. Idk why I used the Lys flower, I just tend to use a lots of emoji that's all 😅 Hope you'll like the fic 🥰💚
Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, possessiveness, fingering, dom, rough sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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The clinking sounds of glass test tubes were filling the laboratory area as Orochimaru diligently worked on a new formula, which will accelerate metabolism to optimize healing, which could prove very useful when you are part of an organization like the Akatsuki. And the least to say is that he has been having a lot of struggle focusing on his work. His attention was always diverting to a certain someone, he held a lot of space for, his partner who had left weeks ago to complete a mission that was given by Pain, the head of the organization.
Fortunately his late struggling would soon be short lived as you had just walked past the doorstep of the Akatsuki hideout, and this he felt it. His arms flexed as he extended them to set the Erlenmeyer flask and the test tube back in their respective place. This last clinking sound rang the end of his lonely nights in the laboratory. A small soft - mischievous - smile drew on his lips as he made his way towards where he was feeling your chakra.
As soon as he saw you he couldn't care less who you were surrounded by, he wrapped his arms around you, and efficiently and possessively whisked you away to your private quarters. A particular enjoyable warmth spread in his chest when he felt you lean against him, and he just subtly tightened his hold on your smaller frame.
Now that your door was closed, no one could disturb you anymore. And hopefully no one will because it’s been a while since he had been thinking about a good and pleasurable way of celebrating your return. Yet even though he wanted to make this all about you he couldn't help his dominant nature to take control. As he gently set you on the plush covers of your bed he murmured.
“Stay here while I look at what you had packed in your bag,” he couldn't help but be curious about what you had brought with you on your mission, maybe you packed sex toys with you who knows, but this mere thought had him feel possessive about you. It was his job to make you feel good, and not anyone or any objects will prevent him.
A satisfied expression appeared on his face after he didn’t find anything of the sort in your bag, though he wasn't entirely pleased yet, “You have not touched yourself without me when you were out there, have you ?”
Your breath caught in your throat as you assimilated his words. Why did he have to be so blunt ? Apparently you were lost in your thoughts for a little time because when he spoke again his hands were parting your thighs open as he positioned himself between them.
“Y/n, I am talking to you,” his voice was deeper this time, his eyes filling with something akin to a wild lust.
“And if you do not answer me with your words you know what will happen, right ?” his hand snaked to your heated center, “I will have to make sure you are as tight as you were when you left.”
“Orochimaru-”
“Answer me,” he growled in your ear as he leaned forward, letting his weight press down on you.
Meanwhile you were stuttering some words out, his index finger made his way to your hole, licking his lips as he felt the tightness of your insides around it. He smirked as it seemed to be even tighter than before. Oh he is going to fuck you good to congratulate you for having been a good, obedient pet. And who knows if you are extra good he may even let you cum.
You didn’t expect him to suddenly pull his fingers out of your eager hole and flip you on your stomach. His legs parted just enough to accommodate you in between as he filled you to the brim in one single swift motion. His hips pressed yours down onto the mattress, giving your center a pleasurable friction that made you moan against the soft sheets. He didn’t wait for you to adjust his size as he started pounding your wet entrance, and he was way too horny to slow down anyways now.
As he picked up his pace, your moans started to get more and more unrestrained. He, who would usually cover your mouth with his hand or push your head down on the pillow, seemed to do everything in his power to make your sounds even more loud as he mercilessly thrusted inside you. As if he wanted everyone to hear how good he was making you feel. His hands dug in your hips as you fumbled with your words.
“Ohh fuck ! P-please don’t… mphf don’t stop ah !” you screamed as a sharp spank was delivered on your ass cheek.
“Don’t stop who ?” he growled in your ear, as he kept his motion rhythmic and deep, “Mmh ? Tell me Y/n. Who are you asking not to stop ?”
“Please Or-Orochimaru… hughh k-keep going !” you begged.
“That’s more like it !” he continued bullying your hole with his demanding thrusts, “You are such- gnn a good sub letting me hear you like this… mmh fuck,” he ponctuated his sentence with a particular rough thrust that made your body arch in pure delight.
From the way you were tightening around his throbbing cock, he knew you were getting close. To be honest, the idea of stopping his restless pace and having you beg for him even more crossed his mind, but damn how could he stop now that he was feeling your heart beating through your insides. Besides he was getting close too and he was kinda very eager to fill you up with his cum.
The bed was squeaking loudly as it rocked against the wall. It didn’t take you much longer to climax, screaming his name in ecstasy, as he poured his load deep inside you. After he rolled next to you on the bed and gently pulled out, you thought that was it, you would go back to your usual routine. But you were so wrong, because little did you the walls at the Akatsuki headquarters are very, very thin…
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The next morning as you woke up, you padded on the cold floor towards the kitchen area where you thought you would be able to peacefully enjoy a warm bowl of milk. But right before joining you the other members that were already there, you stopped right around the corner when you heard, “No seriously at this point I thought it was Hidan who brought one more time a woman he was pound till she passes out,”
“What the-” you thought after hearing Sasori’s voice.
“Bullshit,” the purple headed deadpanned, “I make them scream even louder,” he boasted.
“Yeah, for you to stop being so primitive,” the young blond haired one added.
“You,” Hidan pointed at Deidara with an accusatory finger, “You mind your chocolate cereals and join the discussion when you grow some hair !”
Itachi, still the calm soul he is, appeared being you in the corridor, he was so discret you have not even heard him coming. He gave you an apologetic smile, clearly having heard what the other men said.
“I don’t really think this is our business to talk about if or not he had bed them,” he simply said as he entered the kitchen.
“You’re one to talk-” one replied and that is all you heard as you made your way back to the room you shared with Orochimaru. Breakfast could wait and even more now that you knew they were going to poke fun at you for your wild night of love with your partner.
“Let them talk,” he spoke when he saw you shuffle back in. He wrapped his arms around you as he pulled you in the bed with him, “As long as they know you are mine alone. I could not care less.”
He hummed against your neck as he felt you progressively relax against him, “And maybe we could do it again, just so they understand how much you enjoyed it yesterday, in case they were too deeply asleep to hear any of your sweet sounds.”
i beg of you, please please please continue off the genya part from your face sitting work!! I’m begging!!! 🙏🍪🍪🍪
Sit On My Face 2 || Genya Shinazugawa x fem!reader
Part 1 : With LOTS of character ✨
Part 3 : Mitsuri Kanroji - Kocho Shinobu ✨
Warnings : Genya is aged up ( if you don't like don't interact ), face sitting both situations, faciale, mention of ass probing, breats and nipples play, slight dacryphilia, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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You :
It has now been a whole since you both agreed on adding this to your moment together
Needless to say that even with all your shared experience on the matter he was still very flustered when the occasion presented itself
As you are sitting on his face you can still feel the blush on his face burning against the soft skin of your thighs
He also grew more confident about coming up to you and asking you if you had some time to sit on his face
The need would arise whenever. EIther while you were peacefully resting in the gardens of the Headquarters or while training
He would slowly come up being you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he buried his face in your shoulders before murmuring quietly
“W-would that be al-alright if we… took a little time ? You know, just for… us ?” his eyes would sparkle with need and hope
The more you did it the more he liked the feeling of strength it brought him
He would hold you in place with both or one hand as his tongue delves between the folds of your juicy pussy
He still is very hard when he eats out but now he found techniques to make sure his cock isn’t aching due to the lack of stimulation
Either by holding you with one hand and jerking his length with the other, but to be honest he is half fucking his hand a this point
Or by setting a pillow - not one you sleep with - that he would hump gently while savoring your essence
You love the feeling of his moans against your cunt
Now he makes you come way more easily than what he used to, because he would stimulate of their parts of you like your nipples or your ass, that he squeezes gently as you ride his face
Him :
You knew the days he didn’t request you to sit on his face meant that he wanted to be the one sitting on yours
He is a little rougher than he used to be when you both started doing this
First because the mere sensation of your wet mouth around his cock, by itself, pushed him on the verge if cumming
Secondly because now he knows you can take it, before he was really scared to make you choke and see tears rolling down your cheeks
But now he kinda likes it, each choking noise makes his cock throb in rhythm with the blood pumping in his veins
He increased his stamina at the task from 3 minutes to 7 minutes hehehe
He also lets his weight rest on your more than he used too, he is far too lost in the pleasure, because now you too are taking some initiatives
You are tweaking his nipples the same way he does with you, just because you know how smug he gets when you squirm, you are just returning the favor after all
You still love teasing him, looking up and meeting his hungry gaze before sticking your tongue out to lick around the head of his cock
“U-ugh fuck ! C-come on Y/n,” he whines, “J-just… just suck it already !”
Even though he likes the confidence you sitting on his face brings him, he also cherishes very much the vulnerability those kinds of moments bring. He is so grateful to be able to share them with you
He likes to feel your hard nipples poking under his thighs as he ruts against your face
Would literally cum on the spot if you inserted a finger in his ass
If he is feeling a little kinky he would eat some pineapple or cranberry to make his cum sweeter and for you to enjoy even better
The biggest change may happen in the confidence he got when he is close to coming and asks you to finish on your face, with a grunt his release would flood in white, shiny ropes that he would then smear on your cheeks and lips with the red, swollen heard of his cock
Ok hear me out Mikey of Tokyo revenger fuck/punish the reader after a meeting because she teases him during the meeting!
Distraction Deserves Discipline || Mikey x fem!reader
A/n : Heyyyy hope y'all will like that and I still have one more request to do before school so y'all be ready 😌💚🥳
Warning : punishment, mouth fucking reader receiver, biting, overstimulation, edging, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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If you thought he didn't already know what you were up to when you sighed softly and pulled your hair back from time to time, you were wrong.
And as you crossed your arms to push your breasts up into your cleavage, he already knew exactly what kind of punishment he was going to give you.
Just as you stood up - as Chifuyu was explaining something - to pretend to give Mikey something when you just wanted to run your fingers down his arm, knowing how it gave him the shivers, Mikey decided that was the last interruption of the meeting.
He stood up suddenly and said “I think we've left something on the stove at home” he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him towards the exit of the room not without saying to the others “If we don't come back Ken-chin you'll dismiss the meeting and give the orders for the following week”.
His hand still gripped your wrist as he dragged you through the night towards your shared apartment.
As he stuck his key in the lock, he growled against your ear, “You'll understand the consequences of trying to distract me in the middle of a meeting”, sending a shiver through your body.
Once inside, he didn't waste a second before throwing you over his shoulder and taking you back to your room.
He tossed you unceremoniously onto the fûton before pouncing on you, biting your neck and the delicate skin from your shoulder to your collarbone.
He fed off your little moans and the way you tried to rub yourself against his growing bulge.
With one of his hands, he pinned your hips to the mattress to prevent you from doing so, knowing how frustrating it would be.
If you think he is going to let you do whatever you want, you are wrong.
He will let you fully clothed and fuck your mouth with his cock without even letting you suck on it gently the way he usually asks you too
Then, as he debated inwardly whether he was going to cum on your face, he remembered how you teased him with your cleavage earlier and made you take off your top.
“Do what you did before, for me. Hold them both together. Make it tight for me,” he growled, his legs already trembling a little as he placed his hard member between your two soft mounds.
Finally, he decided to paint both your face and breasts a little, so as not to make anyone jealous you know.
By this time you were already soaking wet, and he groaned approvingly as he ran his fingers between your folds.
That is all it took for him to turn you over on the bed and pull down your pants and panties in one go.
He pinned your wrists above your face, that was buried against the soft pillows, with one hand as he pounded your hips.
Soon enough his other hand came around your neck squeezing gently.
“Never again, you hear me ?” he threatened, but his voice implied that this had excited him more than he had cared to admit.
You can whine all you want, but he is not going to let you cum until you are a moaning and pleading mess.
Secretly he would like you to do it again sometime just to give him an excuse to fuck you like that.
Not to mention that the next day you will be walking a little sideways.
