Disclaimer: THIS WILL CONTAIN- CONSENTED sex, Age gap, Pedophelia, Human x Demon, impaling, and some gore.
note: This was not a requested fic, I just wanted to write about this pairing. Though, I hope you all like it!
Awakening from the powerful blast of wind, which blasted him through the forest and to a completely new location from his dear “friends”, The mist Hashira, Tokito Muichiro, Confused. But remaining in his calm stature. Tokito began to stroll through the dark musky forest, coming across a young boy facing something- a creature..
“Hyo.. Hyo…” A voice was heard, as this seemed to be a laugh of some sort. Curious, Muichiro gazed up, His eyes traveled along the body of the being. A pale white body that emerged from a porcelain vase. The creatures face was mixed and mismatched as one of its eyes were planted where its very mouth should be, one engraved into its forehead, the demons two mouths where its eyes should be. The eyes of it engraved with the kanji “Upper rank 5”. Along that. The creature did not have hair but more like fins, or scales that took the place of it. No doubt a demon. The demon was grotesque and threatening the young boys life. As a hashira, Tokito would have to quickly take action. Reaching for his nichirin yet stopped once hearing the demon speak more clearly without laughing
“A brat I SEE? Don’t bother attacking me you’ll regret it once I unleash these fish on you! Hyo hyo..”
Gyokko was barfing words out, Muichiro took this information of “fish” as one of the demon's abilities. Quickly thinking of the possibilities that could come as a threat.
“Why do you look like that?” Muichiro commented, the young boy scurried to hide behind Tokito for safety. Muichiros expression remained blank, as he looked unimpressed and just very confused
“Why do I look- WHAT? I- EXCUSE ME?” Gyokko was utterly shocked, how dare this brat stroll along, interrupting his kill and then have the audacity to ask him why he looked the way he does? WHY? Oh please, all Gyokko wants and needs is his ego fed with compliments and praise. Not insults from a boy who looks well under 15. And did this piss him off? Sure did. Veins bulged out the head of the demon,
" JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? -` His voice got louder, and he got angrier.
"Tokito Muichiro." The mist Hashira answered literally.
"HGH," He hated how this little kid acted, he wanted to wring his neck like a noodle, but he wasn't yet finished showing off his beauty. Switching up his attitude, He began to smile. "Come admire my art." Gyokko squinted, creating a porcelain vase in front of himself, as it seemed like it spawned there.
"Uhm." Muichiro was silent, he did not care for the demons art. He then took stance and quickly as if he had teleported, he swung towards the demon, although. Tokito could not further explain why the swings of his blade were so hesitant, why he couldn't push himself to land direct blows towards the demon's neck. It was a DEMON after all..
"HYO?!" Gyokko dropped into his vase, Appearing from another..
"USE YOUR WORDS BRAT!" The Upper rank shouted, "I said, Admire my art! Foolish child.." Gyokko now formed five pots on his very hands. Made of his own flesh. "Blood demon art, Octopus Vase Hell" midst of his words, Large slimy tentacles shot out of the pots. Moving swiftly towards the two, as tokito was able to hit the incoming tentacles, The hashira was unfortunately too late to protect the little boy from it, his body being slammed against and wrangled. Crushed and wacked. Ultimately killing the child. Guilt rushed through Muichiros body.
"Fuck." He snapped out. his body freezing as he watched the boys body get destroyed, watching as flung backwards and died on spot. This distracted him from the fact that his own body was being hit with the rest of the tentacles that he was supposedly destroying. Muichiro felt the impacts, but it was all numb, he was unable to move- then finally the impact against his head. Knocking him out cold.
"HYO HYO! HASHIRA COULDNT HANDLE ME? CLASSIC!" Gyokko spouted, as he had killed plenty of hashira in his life time. Spawning a pot and teleporting vase to vase towards Tokito, "Hmph.." Gyokko squinted. Looking down towards Muichiro, he slowly come to find out he liked the way this kid looked, maybe he'd take his arm or turn him into art. Whatever it was, He liked this boy.
Knowing that he cannot directly hold Muichiro or grab him as he is in a vase and his hands are childlike, he decided it would be better to just pull out his final form, which he wouldn't do often. As only 3 people have ever seen it. But Muichiro wouldn't be seeing it? Hes practically dead.
Gyokko looked around hesitatingly, no one could see his final form.. His beauty wasn’t for the naked eye.. Once he was SURE nobody was around he quickly shed his skin. His body becoming much larger and giving him large arms with dangerous claws. A slick eel like body for him to slither. He grabbed ahold of the unconscious Muichiro. He peered down at him once more. Gyokko couldn’t help but realize such a masterpiece like himself was getting aroused by a brat. Usually he finds himself feening over Douma or Muzan, it wasn’t rare to see him blushing at their sight. They were stunning afterall,
Gyokko stared for a little longer, leaning down closer to the boy in his arms, he stuck his tongue out licking his cheek, Gyokkos face burned red his tongue slithering across Muichiros face, as he kept his other mouth closed. He felt the boy shudder. “Hyo..” He was well aware that he was alive. When he picked him up he could feel his heart beating. Muichiros eyes opened slowly. This moment would have been the perfect time for his mark to manifest but it seemed he wasn’t in any danger.. his mark had NO reason to come through really. All muichiro could see was a mouth, and an eye, he glared slightly at the mouth sucking on his cheek “w-what the.” Muichiro muttered.
Gyokko launched his face off of Muichiros, sorta staring at him “Ah.. Wakey wakey..” Gyokko flicked his tongue. Muichiros body ran cold, seeing as the demon seemed to have an entirely different form. “I..” Muichiro didn’t have any words, he had absolutely no way to defend himself at this point. His sword wasn’t in his hands, and he was directly in this demons grasp. Where was his plot armor?!..
“How do you like my brand new form? Its amazing isn’t it..” Gyokko grinned twice, using his other hand to tear muichiros belt off. Hooking his finger underneath the strap of his pants and pulling them down slowly. Muichiros underwear was quite basic a strap around his waist and a cloth enough to cover his penis and his behind, Gyokko tapped on Muichiros bulge, seeing as he slowly got erect from the sensation. “Wait..” Muichiro cried for a second, he surely didn’t want to be in this demons hands, but he was feeling something he had never ever felt before. Yes he has masturbated once in a while, relieving stress after killing demons all night and training all morning was a need after-all. Muichiro whimpered unable to let out another word, unable to object. He didn’t want to object.
“Hyoo… Would you look at that?”
Gyokko peeked at Muichiros erection, squeezing down on his body slightly “Already STIFF! Honestly I expected it~ Im lovely aren’t I.” Gyokko chirped, Muichiros expression shifted into one of slight desire, maybe he needed this.. just once. Gyokko placed his finger under Muichiros cloth, As he touched it he forcefully made the cloth turn into fish. “Isnt it nice..” Gyokko chuckled, the fish latching onto Muichiros Thighs, inner thigh. digging their teeth into his skin. Causing him to bleed. Muichiro grumbled and slightly gasped, whimpering and wincing in pain. “Whatever I touch turns to fish..” Gyokko spouted about the new ability he had in this form. Muichiro remained silent, more focusing on the fish tearing at his flesh. he couldn’t move his arms they were pinned against his sides. And he didn’t dare move his legs. All he could do was watch and.. Enjoy?
After a while the fish dropped from Tokitos thighs, Gyokko just watched, flicking his tongue once in a while at the sight. Licking his lips and considering assisting the fish. Muichiros wounds weren’t too gorey, just nasty bite marks, Gyokko tapped the ground with his fist, spawning a couple more dozens of fish. grabbing one by his nails. “Lets see how long it’ll take for you to feel the amazing relief..” Gyokko squeezed the fish, forcing its jaw to open. Muichiro started to sweat at the scene unable to tell what was to happen next. Relief? The word spun around his mind, Suddenly he felt a cold slick and slimy feeling around his penis. The fish squirming and wiggling around his erection. Gyokko had quite literally slipped the fish on like a sock, using it like a fleshlight.
“How is that?~ Hashira.” Gyokko grinned, letting the grip on the fish go. leaving it to wriggle around on Tokito. Then, the fish bit down slightly on Muichiros penis, a groan of agony flung out Muichiros throat, Gyokko being quite the sadist found absolute pleasure and joy from this scene. Blood dripped from the around the fish’s lips. “Please stop..” Muichiro seemed to be tearing up, his calm and quiet mask breaking. “Oh but why now? We are just getting started.” Gyokko licked his lips as his other mouth spoke. “You’ll enjoy every last bit of this.” Gyokko nipped at the fish again with his nails, its teeth launching up from Muichiros erection, Gyokko slipping it off and tossing the fish to the side.
Gyokko adjusted his own position slightly, making sure his body was up right, then bringing the hand that held muichiro down slightly, pushing Muichiro against his chest. Gyokkos grip loosened planting his hand against muichiros back to keep him in place. Gyokko used his free hand to push aside the scale/fins from infront of the upper-half of his eel like lower-half. Revealing a large slit, Muichiro peered back confused, Gyokko putting his finger in and maneuvering his cocks out. Two slimy beasts, white with a light teal hue, the tips a dark teal. His cocks grew erect instantly, pre-cum forcing itself out his tip. Muichiro gasped “Hyo.. I hope this isnt too much for you..” Gyokko chuckled, wrapping his hand around Muichiro back, sliding Muichiro down. He didn’t fit first try, of course. Muichiro was a virgin. He forced jammed himself against Muichiro multiple times, He wanted the feeling of being inside this boy, Muichiro grunted and cried at the impacts, but he too desired this feeling. Holding onto Gyokko as he awaited the feeling.
And finally, the impacts finalized with a brutal force of Gyokkos tip inside Muichiro, Gyokko was pleased by this, Muichiro near gasping for air as Gyokko continued to force himself deeper, more than the 14 year old could handle. Gyokko truly wanted to see this boy in excruciating pain. He continued to ram himself deeper and deeper, Muichiros mind was clearly flooded with confusion, unable to further comprehend the feeling, just pain, rummaging against his prostate, slight pleasure, discomfort.. more pain. Pleasure more discomfort and lots of pain. Pleasure…Discomfort.. Pain.. pain pain pain. and .. pleasure. It was clearly destroying Muichiro completely, his cock bled and twitched, his mouth hanging open as he whined screamed and cried, moans slipping in between. His eyes forced closed as he wouldn’t dare to open them any more. And OH this fed Gyokkos desire even MORE! The kid was in so much pain he thought he would end up cumming just then and there. And just finally.. Muichiro couldn’t last forever. He was human unlike Gyokko who could last till sunrise. Muichiro no doubt felt himself cumming, right on the demons stomach . His liquid splashing against Gyokkos abs “Hmm..”
Gyokko decided it was the perfect opportunity to switch position,, thrusting inside the boy a couple more times, switching muichiro on his back. Lying him against the dirt. Lifting his legs up and slipped right back inside him.
“Is this TOO much for you hashira?” Gyokko spouted, Muichiro grunted and sighed, it wasn’t over but he was too tired to react. Gyokko picked up the pace, causing Muichiro to let out a couple tired grunts and sighs, Gyokko became displeased, he needed to see the boy in more pain if he was gonna finish up. He tapped Muichiros shirt turning it all into fish, He reached for two of the fish which flopped around placing them over Muichiros nipples, they bit down almost instantly, grabbing another and slipping it down on Muichiros penis again. And he didn’t hesitate to let some bite down on muichiros waist and hips. Blood seeped from underneath each fishes mouth. Muichiro winced at the pain against his sensitive tissue. Gyokko finally delivered his finishing thrusts, shooting his slimy purplish cum inside of Muichiro, and oh did that go for minutes, Why stop with such a small amount of semen? that wasn’t how artist roll. He wanted to see Muichiros stomach puff up like a balloon. So he kept pumping, and pumping and pumping. clearly inflating the boys stomach with his weirdly colored sperm.
Leaning down and licking on Muichiros teary temples, the fish wriggling off of Muichiros blood nipples, and off his body. Muichiro opened his eyes slightly, his stomach larger than usual, Gyokko tugged himself out of the boy. The purple liquid following. Draining out of Muichiro, Gyokko Picked up the exhausted boy “You were truly.. a fun project, Im glad to have made you a masterpiece.” Gyokko wiggled his tongues, “Maybe later we meet once more and we do this again.... just between the two of us..” Muichiro looked into the eye planted on Gyokkos forehead, and nodded. He wouldn’t mind this again. Gyokko slithered to one of the previous villages he destroyed, tossing his body into some rubble and tossing his sword with, “Farewell hashira Tokito hyo hyo..~” Gyokko shouted, slithering into the woods and out of sight.
Muichiro laid there, his body aching, but he smiled. He sorta liked that demon. It wasn’t long till he fell unconscious once again, The sound of his crow shouting growing faint.
NOTES: Sorry for the long wait! I know I promised those soon but I get busy often so I couldn’t work on this much, I’m glad I got it finished tho! Really hope you guys enjoy this just as much as I do :3
Nezuko x Karaku is next! :D
