bisskyy

[bisskyy]

Things to know: Reader is a hashira. Reader is a female. NSFW. All minors are aged up. I’m not good at writing. Possible part two?

TW: Oral/Handjob (M receiving) Tanjiro never gave verbal consent, but he consents. Semi-public. Reader x Tanjiro. Swearing.

Today, you were training Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Tanjiro out in the woods.

Yall have been out there for a few hours. The boys have been doing great…well…two of them at least.

You started to notice that Tanjiro was really slacking off. His movements were sluggish and sloppy and he can’t land a single hit on you or the other two boys. It started when you defeated him and pinned him on the ground. He was doing so good until then.

Now his face is beat red and he can’t focus on anything. Even Zenitsu and Inosuke noticed.

“Pause” you say as Zenitsu was about to defeat Tanjiro, to which Zenitsu pouted at his lost victory.

“Tanjiro? What is going on with you? Are you feeling okay?” You walk over and grab his cheeks. They were hot to the touch. Is he running a fever?

When you stepped closer, he seemed to not like the fact. He groaned and his face turned even more red when you touched him. He felt so dizzy, but not because he was sick.

He felt his pants become really tight. It’s not his fault you smell so sweet.

He feels guilty. He shouldn’t be thinking this way about a woman. He was raised better. Why was he so fucking hard right now? He should be ashamed.

“I-Im okay…I’m f-fine” God, now he was stuttering? He feels like he’s going crazy and he slightly rubbed his thighs together. This position wasn’t helping either. He was on his knees while you were standing and holding is face. He can slightly see up your skirt. He can’t see anything other than your thighs, but that was such a good view.

No.

Stop it Tanjiro.

He can’t think this way about a woman. He felt ashamed. He just looked up a girls skirt. Not just any girl. You. A hashira. One of his best friends. He’s never felt so ashamed. Why is he acting like this?

The rubbing of his thighs didn’t go unnoticed. You thought he was uncomfortable on his knees and you pulled him to his feet. That’s when you caught sight of the tent in his pants.

Of course. That explains it. He’s too distracted on his raging boner to spar. Poor boy. He’s been suffering. He needs the training, but he can’t train with a distraction. You need to get rid of it.

“Inosuke, Zenitsu. I’m going to go figure out why Tanjiro isn’t feeling well. You two continue to spar, remember what I taught you. We won’t take more than an hour” The two boys nod and you grab Tanjiros hand, dragging him deeper into the forest.

“U-um…Mrs, (Y/N)…Where are we going…?”

You don’t answer him. You just need to get far enough so Zenitsu can’t hear you.

You eventually make it to a far spot. Tanjiro went to ask what was going on, but you pinned him to a tree before he could speak.

“(Y-Y/N)! What are you doing?!”

“You have a little problem….”

Tanjiro has never been more embarrassed in his life. He covers the tent with his hands.

“U-Um..I-I…It’s not what-”

“Shut up and let me fix it.”

“W-what?! (Y-Y/N) you don’t have to!”

“I’m going to. You need to train. You can’t train if you’re distracted.”

Tanjiro was going to argue back, but his words were muffled by your hand. He let out a startled gasp when he felt your other start to palm him through his pants.

“Tanjiro…let me help you…”

Tanjiro just shut his eyes and accepted the feeling. He feels you slowly pull down his pants until they rested where the thighs meet the hips.

Speaking of hips, he was gripping yours like you would stop if he let go. He felt his boxers slide off next. His painfully hard cock swinging out and smacking his abs. He hissed at the cold air on a very sensitive place.

You started to stroke his cock and his breath got shaky. He let out small moans behind your hand and rested his head back against the tree.

God, it felt so good. His knees started to shake. Your hand felt so warm and small.

He let out a startled noise when you starts to nip at his neck. Just placing small kisses along his neck. He started to moan louder and you removed your hand from his mouth.

He was getting louder and louder the faster your hand moved. He gripped onto you for dear life as you started to suck and bite his neck.

“(Y-Y/N)…I-Im close…so close…”

You stopped stroking him and sunk to your knees, immediately taking him into your mouth.

He moaned loudly and tugged at your hair. He’s never felt so good. His knees were about to give in.

You continued to bob your head up and down his length. He was making such pretty noises because of you.

He bucked his hips and forced you to take all this length down your throat before spilling his hot seed down it.

He shut his eyes in pure bliss. His knees finally gave out and he fell, but you caught him before he hit the ground. You let him have his moment as he slowly came down from his high.

He buried his face into your neck and whisper “thank you” over and over.

maybe he should return the favor…?