Different anon here but I loved the sibling nsfw with genya and sanemi! Can we get a nsfw sequel with obanai if you're not too busy?
Definitely! I was looking forward to this request but it took me forever to get to it. I assume that the siblings won’t be included in this one, and it’s solely focusing on Obanai? Sorry if i got it wrong.
This is a part 2 of my incest post: here.
It’s not necessary to read part one, but what you need to know is that Obanai caught reader and Sanemi and Genya fucking, and ended up jerking off to them.
WARNINGS: NSFW, 18+, slight dom reader, dry humping, bit of degradation, spanking, slight dacryphilia, mentions of incest.
Ever since that day, Obanai couldn’t get you out of his head. All he could think of was you, a moaning mess beneath him, not Sanemi or Genya, but him. Every time his eyes connected with yours, he looked away, a heavy blush consuming his face. He was thankful for the mask he had on.
Now, you noticed the lusty gazes he sent you. You weren’t blind. Have you ever thought of him in a sexual way? Definitely. Your brothers didn’t notice anything as they were both away on a mission. You missed them and the feeling of being full, craving another’s touch.
“Obanai~ Do you mind helping me take some boxes from the storage room?” You batted your eyes at him as you set your plan into motion. He averted his gaze before nodding and walking to the storage room with you. His hand brushed yours ever so slightly, and continued to do so until you reached the room. Obanai walked in, oblivious to the situation he was in.
Click.
“W-Why are you locking the door? I thought we were taking the boxes out?”
“Mm. I’ve seen the way you look at me, Obanai~” Your fingers trailed along his chest, his heavy breathing evident in the rise and fall of his chest. Your eyes were fixated on his expression, a heavy blush coating his cheeks; the mask couldn’t even cover half of it. He let out a shaky breath, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you towards him, whispering in your ear,
“...You’re so hot...” You reached up to his face, slowly pulling his mask down, so slow that if he was uncomfortable, he could just stop you. As soon as his mask was pulled down, he pressed his lips against yours, capturing you in a desperate kiss. His tongue darted out to push against yours, your saliva mixing together.
“W-We don’t have much time.” He was referring to them being in the storage room. Even if the door was locked, many people go to the storage room, so they’ll find it suspicious that the door is locked.
“Relax~ We still have time before someone comes around~” You jump, your thighs straddling his waist as his hands grab your ass to steady you. Your hands go to his shoulders as you started grinding against him. He was hard, his bulge nudging against you. Obanai buried his face into your neck, breathing in your scent as he slammed you against the wall. His hips thrusted up, his clothed cock pressing against your clit through your clothing. You moaned rocking your hips in time with his.
“Mmn... I-Inside... I want you inside Obanai...” He took in a sharp breath, his eyes roaming over your expression. Obanai couldn’t help himself, his hands immediately undoing whatever clothing you had on you. The smell of your arousal intoxicated him, he almost came right there and then.
“Hurry, Obanaiiiii~” You whined, your breath brushing over his ear and making him shiver involuntarily. His muffled and husky voice made your core clench as he buried his face into your neck,
“You asked for it.” His thick cock ran along your slit, prodding at your clit. The precum coated on the tip of his cock was smeared all over your cunt, and you continued to whine when he was just teasing you.
“You’re such a whore. Are your brothers not enough for you? They’ve only been away for a week yet you’re already acting like a bitch in heat.”He moved away from the wall, holding you with his strength alone. His palm created a harsh slapping sound when it came into contact with the plush flesh. You yelped, jolting forward and gripping his shoulders tighter. Your eyes were teary as the impact left a slight sting. Obanai struck again, on the same cheek, and you cried out, letting out a sob. Your ass had gone red from the stinging sensation.
“Am i just a replacement for them? Do you really want me? Tell me.” His gaze bore into you, staring deep into your eyes, dragging th answer out of you.
“Y-Yes...! I want y-you, Obanai!” The tears welled up in your eyes streamed down your cheek as he slammed into you, his cock reaching the deepest parts of you. Your cunt was tight from not being stretched by your brothers’ cocks for over a week. His slim fingers reached out to wipe the tears away, your face messy with drool and tears. He absolutely loved the sight, ramming into you deeper.
“Nn, t-too much...!” Obanai let out a challenging stare,
“Oh yeah? Don’t you normally spread your legs for your brothers? I’m sure you can take just this much.” You shook your head, clinging onto him when he pushed your back againt the wall again. He held your thighs, gripping them and pushing them towards your chest. His face was of pure pleasure, stretching you over and over again on his girthy cock. His tip continuously hit your cervix at this angle, bumping against it each time he thrusted in. Your body moved with each thrust, your back rubbing against the wall. The stretch made your legs ache, your face a crying mess.
“F-Feels s’good...” You were dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure, your arousal spraying over his crotch each time he thrusted in with force. It was all wet and messy, the liquid dripping onto the floor. Your inner thighs were sticky and burning as he pressed you further against the wall.
Obanai stared at the way your chest moved, your breathing heavy as you panted. It felt incredibly good inside you, your walls squeezing around him, the heat making him groan. You stuck out your tongue, looking at him with teary eyes,
“K-Kiss me~ P-Please...!” You were so cute, he couldn’t resist. His tongue entwined with yours, your lips meeting. It was sloppy, his tongue exploring every single part of your mouth, dominating you. You squeezed around his cock, your toes curling,
“M’gonna cum... Gonna cum...!” You let out a cry, climaxing all over him. Obanai groaned, sucking hickeys on your neck as he filled you to the brim with his seed. Your stomach felt so full, it made you sleepy. You were satisfied. Obanai pulled out, his cum dripping onto the floor. His fingers pushed his cum back into you, his hands releasing you and holding you up by the waist. You squirmed when his fingers brushed inside your folds,
“N-Noooo... M’sensitive...”
“Keep my cum in there, okay?” You nodded sleepily, your head resting against his chest.
In no time at all, you had fallen asleep and Obanai panicked. You were both still in the storage room and anyone could knock on the door any second. How was he supposed to sneak you both out of there? He had to clean up too...
He ended up dressing you up first and carrying you bridal style out of the storage room. No one saw him, but he forgot to clean up...
All of the hashiras know that Obanai has a crush on Mitsuri. Tired of him not doing anything, they confront him and tell him to confess."No""Why not?! It's not as if she's dating anyone""...I'm not worthy of her"And so the hashiras team up to make him confess to the one and only love pillar!
I’m sosososososo sorry this took so long. please forgive me, I was trying to come up with creative ideas for this one since it’s my first kny fic so I really wanted to do it justice I hope you understand. and then chapter 200 hit me and I was done for. but!!!! it’s here now after all this time and it’s finally at a point where I’m happy with it, so hopefully the wait was worth it >.
the sound of fireworks.
pairing : iguro obanai x kanroji mitsuri
warnings : a little angst, fluff, one curse word (I’m pretty sure)
summary : the pillars are trying everything to get iguro obanai to confess to kanroji mitsuri in the name of love as a life-changing decision is made under fireworks and starlight.
word count : 2.2K
tags : @lordexplosionsextra @jojosmilktea
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Iguro Obanai had always been in love with Kanroji Mitsuri. This was a fact, a statement known by both him and all his fellow Pillars, except perhaps, Mitsuri herself.
It wasn’t fear of rejection that kept him from confessing, nor was it the complications that would plague their relationship once he did. The fear that tormented his mind wasn’t caused by the thought of rejection, rather by acceptance.
He didn’t want her to see him, even if he craved it. He didn’t want her to smile at him, even if he yearned for it. He didn’t want her to love him, even though he pleaded for it.
The smile he loved so much isn’t meant for him. That smile of hers that filled his conscience. That smile of hers that he could never mimic. That smile of hers that he could never have.
And no matter how hard he tried, his thoughts were the same. The love he held for her would always stay a secret. That’s what she deserved.
She didn’t deserve someone like him, whose blood was filthy. Someone like him, whose shine could never match hers.
When she could give him such a vibrant smile, what could he give her in return? How could a scarred mouth like his hold the same glow?
He would always give her what she deserved, even if it meant hurting himself.
It would always be like this, no matter what anyone said. This is how it’s supposed to be.
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"Now this is just getting ridiculous.“ was what the Insect Pillar, Kocho Shinobu said. Her smile leaving her face with the facade she carried slowly slipping, annoyance seeping in, taking its place.
"Indeed, indeed!” was the chime of the Flame Pillar standing beside her, “Iguro-san must confess his true love! Let his most profound passions reach her from the deepest depths of his—”
"Yeah, yeah, we get it. Iguro’s in love with Kanroji, and it’s annoying, we get it.“ Shinazugawa interrupted Rengoku before he could ramble on further.
Each of the Pillars, minus Kanroji and Iguro, were all bundled together in an empty room located at the Butterfly Estate, with the common goal of finally getting their fellow Snake Pillar to confess his feelings. (Except for perhaps Muichiro, who had already forgotten how he ended up in this room, to begin with.)
All of the Hashiras knew about Iguro’s feelings toward the Love Pillar, but whenever they would approach him about it, he would always reply with the same words.
‘I don’t deserve her.’
However, things were about to change in the next week, for all of them had made plans to attend an upcoming summer festival in a nearby village. It was the perfect opportunity.
“Alright!” said the Sound Pillar, who had been surprisingly quiet until this moment. “Let us execute this plan flamboyantly!“
And so, each Pillar walked out of the room. Most of them hopeful that the plan would go smoothly.
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Iguro was sitting next to Mitsuri, watching as she stuffed her face with more sakura mochi. Her cheeks puffing up cutely much to Iguro’s hidden delight, his eyes brightening slightly with his masked smile.
Although Iguro had no plans of confessing, he had to admit that these simple moments with her made his heart soar. Watching her eat to her heart’s content made him feel like a boy again. Young and in love with the girl next to him.
Kanroji enjoyed his presence equally as much. The warmth and affection flowing from his eyes that only looked at her made her feel giddy inside. Every meal with him always felt comfortable, and every meal without him always felt empty and incomplete.
And as she kept chewing, only her happy hums and remarks were heard in the otherwise relaxing silence.
Meals with him were always the best.
Mitsuri smiled to herself, her cheeks still full.
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The festival had come sooner than expected, and all the Pillars had gathered at one spot. Eyes already scanning the festivities around them.
Iguro and Mitsuri (but mostly Mitsuri), were both excited to explore the festival together with all their fellow Pillars. Or so they thought, because when they looked around, the Pillars had already dispersed into their own groups.
Mitsuri however, had no time to be surprised as her eyes caught a glimpse of a food stall further ahead of them. Turning her head to the baffled Iguro, she quickly pointed forward excitedly.
"Iguro-san!” she said, her excitement barely containable. Her finger pointing in all directions at the food stalls around them. Her eyes glinting crazily to the point Iguro thought she was crying, and maybe she was.
“FOOD!” was all Obanai heard until he was forcefully dragged by a hunger-crazed Mitsuri.
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It had been a good hour since they arrived at the festival, yet there had been no progress made in the field of love as Iguro merely followed Mitsuri around in her pursuit of culinary enlightenment.
The plan, however, was not in vain just yet, for the Pillars had more tricks up their sleeves.
The pair made their way about the various stalls until they catch sight of Shinazugawa, who seemed to be waiting for them in front of a game stall. The Wind Pillar points at Iguro, much to his confusion.
“Whoever scoops the most goldfish wins."
Iguro was not expecting the sudden challenge. To be fair, this was his first time playing kingyo-sukui, but after looking towards Mitsuri whose face held nothing but excitement, he was in no position to back down.
Iguro had surprisingly won against the competitive Sanemi. Who of which completely forgot that he was supposed to let Iguro win and played for real. Much to his dismay. Face scowling (and pride damaged), Sanemi turned on his heels and walked away.
The person manning the stall then gave Iguro more snacks as a prize, only for them to quickly disappear inside Mitsuri’s mouth.
The series of strange events and interferences kept occurring throughout the summer festival, such as Kocho running into them and momentarily stealing Mitsuri for ’girl talk’, allowing Muichiro to sneakily shove some flowers he found wandering in the field into Iguro’s hands, Rengoku coming over to the pair to give them an impromptu love poem recital, and Giyuu even tried his best by directing them towards a more intimate food stall that didn’t have many people.
As the night progressed Iguro felt himself becoming more and more flustered by the events that have taken place thus far. With Mitsuri holding the flowers Muichiro picked, they walked silently alongside each other, all the food that Mitsuri ate had finally caught up to her.
Noticing this from their respective hiding spots, the Pillars finally threw into action their last and final hope: advice from the man with three wives.
Gyomei approached the two, seemingly coming from the shadows as he asked to steal Mitsuri away for a moment to talk about cats. Mitsuri happily complied, but with less enthusiasm than usual as she could feel her impending food coma creeping closer.
Iguro then stood alone, even more confused than he already was.
That was until he saw the Sound Pillar jump out from the bushes, Obanai wasn’t even surprised anymore.
"You’re really taking your sweet time aren’t you?” was what he said as he crept closer towards the Snake Pillar, who only blinked at him. It wasn’t that Obanai hated the Sound Pillar, it was just he never really spent the time getting to know the man, or the other Pillars for that matter, minus Kanroji.
So he wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of the two of them being alone when he could have been basking in Mitsuri’s warm presence, but that was beside the point.
“What do you mean?” he tries feigning innocence, even if he knew exactly what Tengen was entailing. He noticed all the things that had been happening since the start of the festival. He may have been slightly dense, but he wasn’t completely oblivious either.
The two men started walking side by side, as their conversation continues.
“Don’t play dumb with me Iguro-san.” Iguro could only sigh and raise his eyebrow at the man.
“Your point?” he said, not wanting to have to repeat the same words he’s said to all the other Pillars again.
Tengen knew that the chances of him somehow convincing the Snake Pillar to change his mind were slim. Yes, he had three wives. He has experienced love and continues to experience it throughout his life, but he did admit that helping a man overcome his self-loathing was going to be challenging for anybody. Nonetheless, he put away his eccentric side, for now, focusing purely on the assignment he was tasked with.
“My point is that you should just tell her.” he said bluntly, he knew flowery words were no use with Obanai, instead opting to give it to him straight. “She deserves to know.”
“No, she does not.” was the Snake Pillar’s retort.
“And why is that?” Tengen was barely fighting off his sigh.
“She doesn’t deserve someone like me.” At this, the sigh that Tengen was holding back finally made itself known. He couldn’t tolerate this any longer.
“You can’t decide that for her.” he said, sighing once more. “She’s the one who decides that. That’s her choice to make, not your’s Iguro-san."
Tengen wanted to help him, and that’s a lot from someone who typically didn’t care much about the well-being of other people, only having a few people he genuinely treasures. But even with Tengen’s way with words, he knew that Obanai himself had to be the one to change. Tengen knew that his words alone couldn’t solve this, and frankly, he had nothing left to say.
Sighing, he walks away to leave Obanai to his own thoughts, as the man stopped walking along with him anyway.
Besides, the fireworks show was about to start.
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Obanai sat idly next to Mitsuri, the two of them being left alone by the other Pillars, an act that, Obanai assumed was another one of their stunts. He sighed, lost in his thoughts as Tengen’s words started to settle in. It wasn’t as if he had never played with the idea before: that Mitsuri at least deserved to know. But he was still conflicted, even if he did say it, who would want someone with a scarred mouth? Someone with a bloodline so wicked and cruel.
He couldn’t do that. He wouldn’t.
His mind was made, and no one could change that.
"Iguro-san…”
Iguro turned his head around to the drowsy Mitsuri, her head starting to tilt forward as sleep was slowly sinking into her. He hummed lightly in reply, listening to her words carefully.
“You know, I’m really glad I got to spend the festival with you.” she smiled at him, much to his frustration as his cheeks fought off a blush. “I didn’t regret a single moment.” her smile grew wider.
“And that’s exactly how I want to live my life!” she suddenly pointed her finger upwards towards the sky in sudden triumph, her sudden burst of energy quickly subsiding, however, as her head started to tilt over again, but this time towards Obanai’s shoulder.
“I want to live my life with no regrets…” she yawned midsentence, still trying her best to not succumb to slumber. Her hands holding onto the flowers tightly.
Iguro however, pondered over her words, a sudden heat rushing towards his cheeks, feeling the adrenaline rush in.
He wanted to live his life with no regrets too.
And with the sudden adrenaline and correlation, his brain felt like it was taking a crash course. He adjusted slightly on the blanket, attention not leaving the girl beside him as his heart started ruling over his brain.
"Kanroji-san.“ he said.
Kanroji hummed slightly, her droopy eyes looking over at him. And for a moment, Iguro wondered what the hell he was doing, but he couldn’t stop now, he didn't want to.
"I want to spend all my meals with you."
Obanai wasn’t expecting the large smile to take over her features, nor was he expecting her to understand what he meant in the state she was currently in. Nevertheless, as he looked at her underneath the starlight, its ethereal glow highlighting her face in ways that knocked all the air out of his lungs, he couldn’t help but smile, his heart feeling lighter. He wanted to laugh at himself. He was so adamant about not confessing, but here he was, with her by his side.
He said he wouldn’t do it, but he did.
His mind was made, but only she could change that.
And as she finally let her head fall against his shoulder, Kaburamaru slithering from his neck to nestle on top of her head, and the fireworks finally dancing around in the sky above them in loud explosions and tremors, he couldn’t help but smile, his eyes glowing. The light from the fireworks only illuminated her serene features, painting it in all its colors, and at that moment, Obanai was at peace.
He couldn’t feel anything else, he didn't need anything else. As he sat on the blanket, he closed his eyes and sighed happily. He felt perfectly content.
Just the three of them, and the sound of fireworks.
