sweetspiderlily

[sweetspiderlily]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺ 𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊- 𝑴.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

❥︎ 𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆; 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

[sweetspiderlily]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧—𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆; 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

The endurance of a hashira is now being put to the test by an upper rank demon.

Paring. .┊Mitsuri x Akaza

Content. .┊forbidden love, hashira x demon, sex toys (let's just say controlled vibrators were in this time period), rough sex, cock drunk Mitsuri, creampie, doggy style, clit play, legs held up, praising, dirty talk, smug akaza.

Word count. .┊2.4k

A/n. .┊the way a certain artist (spoiler: demonicream on twt) literally got me in this rare pair!? Mmm...♡

"Miss Kanroji... Miss Kanroji." Amane Ubuyashiki, snapping Mitsuri back to reality, her eyes once glud onto her lap and hee hands gripping the bottom of her skirt, now looking back up at Amane, the other hashira looking at Mitsuri to see if she staying attention as well. "Are you paying attention?" Amane asked, noticing Mitsuri's slight irregular breathing and noticing her cheeks more pink then usual.

"Yes!" Mitsuri said, slightly flustered with some sweat glistening from her forhead. She bowed, bending down far enough for her fiehead to touch her hands, apologizing for dozing off. When she raised he head, sitting straight and eyes forward as Amane continued the meeting, Mitsuri saw the sweat from her forhead. Her body was heating up, but she took suddle breaths to clam down.

Mitsuri almost tuned out everyone else in the meeting just to calm down, but then, she picked up a certain part of the conversation. "The upper ranks underestimate the hashira for my liking." Iguro commented, and Sanemi hummed in agreement with iguro. "We've endured a lot when fighting them, hence why their numbers have been lowered. A hashira can endure whatever an upper rank throws our way." Sanemi said, pride in his tone as he chuckled.

"Endurance, with an upper rank.." Mitsuri mumbled to herself, her memory flashing back with Akaza. Mitsuri akwajs felt guilty for having not just a secret lover who is a demon, but an upper rank at that, but she couldn't stop seeing akaza, and he couldn't stop seeing her. Their relationship was a thrill, interesting, and new experience every day. Yet, being a human with demons bound to have disagreements and different views.

Akaza has always been gentle with Mitsuri. Although she can handle multiple rounds of sex with a demon, flexible, Akaza is aware of her feelings and capabilities. So when she challenged Akaza of all demons, she could endure whatever kinks and teasing he could do. He took her up on that challenge and brought her a gift the day before the hashira meeting.

"Wear this until I see you tomorrow night, love." Akaza smiled, handing her a present box. When Mitsuri opened the box, the inside was a pink vibrator. She raised an eye brow and then looked at Akaza, seeing a slight smug smile on his face as he held the pink remote in his large hand. "Akaza~, you know I'm busy tomorrow." Mitsuri wined on protest.

"You're the one who wanted to challenge a demon and prove me wrong that a hashira can endure whatever an upper rank throws at them. I don't fight women, so this will have to do." Akaza smiled with closed eyes, thought it wasn't genuine, and rather, smug and his words spiteful. Mitsuri frowned at Akaza, "It'll only be on during the night." He said, looking away from mitsuri, his free hand on his hip. "This was just a suggestion, after all. If it's too much for you, I'll just throw it away," Akaza sarcastically, tossing it in the trashes way.

"No!" Mitsuri said, catching the vibrator before it coukd land in the trash. "I'll do it and prove you wrong!" Mitsuri said. Akaza chuckled and leaned in, whispering in her ear. "Challenge issued. However, no Cummings princess." That conversation was yesterday, and Mitsuri closed her eyes, her hands gripping the ends of her skirt. Akaza wasn't usually so "petty" with Mitsuri. However, man or woman Akaza will take a challenge from any human.

"Stupid Akaza! The night is still young, but it's been vibrating for 30 minutes!" Mitsuri yelled in her head, gripping on the edge of her skirt tightly before taking a deep breath and relaxing her hands. The door was open, so she looked outside. Akaza wasn't nearby. He couldn't be or eles he'd be spotted, and he wasn't up for fighting for once for entertainment. He was at a safe distance, not too close to be noticed, but not too far out of his site range to see Mitsuri.

His sharp, glowing eyes narrowed as he sat on a tree branch in perfect angle of the Ubuyashiki mansion. Akaza was sitting on a tree branch, his legs crossed with elbow resting on his knee while resting his chin on his hand. "She's struggling so much just to stay quiet. I wondered what the other hashira would think of the love hashira being into such things with an upper rank." Akaza smirked as his thumbs clicked on the buttons' on the controlled vibrator from the lowest vibration setting to a medium vibration setting.

"Please, it's too much." Mitsuri said in her mind, feeling the vibration changes on her clit and yet each time she moved, the part of the vibration inside her cunt thrust a bit deeper each time. "I wonder if I just.." akaza said to himself, lightly brushing his thumb on the button for the highest vibration setting. "Aahhh... no, I'll cum. I'll cum, I'll cum, I'll cum." Mitsuri said to herself, the up coming high heating up her body, making her forehead shine with mild sweat.

Akaza thought about it, thinking maybe it'd be too much. Akaza isn't such a tease with her but seeing her struggle to not cum, seeing her hold back make his hard cock throb in pants. "Nah~" Akaza chuckled darkly, grabbing his cock through his pants, getting off on Mitsuri's struggle and turned up the vibration to the max. Mitsuri's eyes widen at the sudden vibration change. Already being on the edge, Mitsuri slapped her hand over her mouth, leaning forward slightly as she cum's.

Amane stopped speaking during the meeting, hearing the slap Mitsuri's had over her mouth and hearing her heavy breaths. Everyone saw something wrong with Mitsuri. She herself didn't know of an excuse. Akaza pressed the botton to stop the Vibrator and leaned forward, curious to know what would happen now.

"Kanroji, what's wrong?" Iguro asked, everyone having some concern over Mitsuri. "Maybe it was the dango's we bought." Shidou spoke up, assuming Mitsuri has a stomach bug. "They did smell a bit funny." Shinobu said, thinking about it, but Mitsuri clapped her hands. "Yes! That's it. My stomach hurts!" Mitsuri laughed a bit breathlessly, her face flushed, thanking Shinobu silently for making an excuse for her.

"Well. We've covered everything, so why don't we turn in for the night." Amane announced, standing up to dismiss the meeting. Before anyone could check in mitsuri further, she had already gotten up, rushing out the room with slightly wobbly legs. However, she had to catch herself against the wall, feeling the Vibrator turn back on, but now right on the highest setting.

Akaza jumped down from the banrch and began heading to Mitsuri's mansion with his hands in his pocket. "You don't get to go home so easily without more of a fight." Akaza said. When he arrived, he waited 5 minutes for Mitsuri, sitting at her table playing with the buttons on the Vibrator.

When Mitsuri came home, he smiled at her. "How was the hashira meeting, babe?" Akaza said, seeing Mitsuri close her door, leaning against it and looking out of breath and heated. "You're s-so mean~" Mitsuri said. "I know~" Akaza stood up, walking towards her. "Such high talk about a hashira's endurance by your fellow hashira and yet, you can barely handle the endurance of some clit teasing in that meeting love." Akaza clicked his tounge, bringing his hand and cupping his hand underneath her breast.

Mitsuri moaned, her hand gripping Akaza's wrist as he cups her breast and feels his thumb rub over her hard nipple through her uniform. "Look how your pretty nipples are for me." Akaza said, then looked in Mitsuri's eyes. "Please... you won." Mitsuri said, her legs shaking from the vibrator still on. "I know I'd win." Akaza chuckled. "But what is it you're saying please to love. Speak to me, tell me what you need." Akaza said, knowing exactly what Mitsuri wants but wasting to hear it from her lips.

"You~ god. I need you so badly. It's... the vibrator isn't enough now." Mitsuri whined softly, brining her hands to Akaza's face. Mitsuri's inner brows were raised, her lips parted, allowing heavy needy breaths out and looking at Akaza with a lustful, cock hungry look. "Looks like I'm the one who's in need of an endurance test." Akaza said, turning off the vibrator.

Once in Mitsuri's room, she had taken off her uniform, completely undressed for her demon lover and on all fours on her bed. "Easy love. Relax that sweet pussy of yours." Akaza said, behind Mitsuri with one hand, rubbing her ass for comfort while the other slowly pulls out the part of the vibration inside Mitsuri. Her walls were clenched around it, sensitive from the clit stimulation but eventually, she relaxed enough and the vibrator came out.

Mitsuri gasped, but her cunt was clenching on nothing now. "You did so well." Akaza said, positioning himself by lowering his head. "Arch your back more for me, love... like that. Let me taste the mess I caused." He said. Mitsuri laid down, but arched her back to keep her ass up. Akaza's hand snuck under her thighs, bringing them to her hips and flattened his tounge to take a long lick of Mitsuri's cum.

Mitsuri's body jumped, her pussy still sensitive but she gripped the bed sheets, pushing her body back more to feel Akaza's tounge more. "Ohh~ yes. Just like that." Mitsuri whispered, a gasp following out as she moans. Akaza hums in response, licking, sucking her swollen clit before pulling away. "Fuck, you taste so good." He said, drooling slightly to give her more lubricant before sitting up on his knees.

"Hurry, Akaza~" Mitsuri said, looking back and so eager. She lifted her foot, using her toes to tug at Akaza's pants to pull them down. Akaza chuckled, "I know, baby, I know." Akaza said, pulling down his pants just enough to expose his hard cock. Mitsuri switched from all fours to laying on her stomach, having her legs parted.

Akaza kissed Mitsuri's ass, then licked her back, tasting her before slowing entering his cock inside her. "Deeper- yes!" Mitsuri whimpered, feeling Akaza's cock deep inside. "Fuck~" akaza said, thrusting his hips steady. "Don't let me go. Let me feel you grip what's yours~," Akaza whispered in her ear, his face in her soft pink and green hair.

As Akaza's steady thrusts increasingly got faster, he felt Mitsuri's cunt clench harder, her pussy getting wetter. "You're so close. I feel it~" Akaza's said, bringing his hand to Mitsuri's and holding it as his thrusts deeper and deeper. "Yes! M'cumming!" Mitsuri let out a loud moan, holding Akaza's hand tightly as she cums, pushing her ass againts Akaza.

"More, give me more daddy. I need more of your cock." Mitsuri shook her hips, her cunt pulsing needing more. Akaza's cock twitched inside her, he loves it when she calls him that. "No need to ask. You're getting more princess." Akaza said, pulling out for a moment. "Turn around." He said, spanking Mitsuri's ass. Mitsuri jumped at the spank, looking at akaza for a moment, and felt her heart thump at how dominant and even demanding he's being. "How sexy.." Mitsuri grinned, turning around and laying on her back.

Akaza wasted no time. He held Mitsuri's legs againts him, her feet on his shoulders and thrusting his cock back in. "I want to see your pretty face when you cum again for me." He said, thrusting a 'pat, pat pat' of Mitsuri's wet pussy sounds filled the room as well as Akaza's skin slapping againsted Mitsuri's rough. "Just like that- oh, harder baby~"

Akaza watched Mitsuri's boob's bounce with each thrust, and he licked hus lips. He leaned down, pushing her thighs forward as he latched his mouth onto her nipple. Mitsuri whimpered, her pussy clenched as akaza sucks on her nipple, swirling his tounge around it. "S-soft~ haa~ too sensitive~" Mitsuri whimpered, biting her lip as she felt herself getting close to another orgasm.

Akaza chuckled, giving her nipple a kiss, then kissing the other nipple. "First, you want it rough.." he said, licking her nipple gently, a grunt escaping his throat. "Now you want it soft.." akaza moaned mixed with a chuckle. "You're going to keep me here till sunrise, aren't you princess?" Akaza smirked, his hands gripping her thighs as he thrusts deeper, making his tip kiss her cervix.

Mitsuri's hands gripped his thighs, then moved to his biceps as he held her legs up, her feet kver his shoulders. "I love it, I love your cock. Don't stop. Don't stop!~" Mitsuri cried out. "Not gonna stop- until you're filled up like how you shoukd be, Cummings until I feel it on my thighs~" akaza said, giving her a sweet, long kiss. "I want you to feel it. Feel it, remember it. I want your pretty cunt to remember the feeling of my cock the next day as you walk along side the hashira. Clenching when they mention a demon and you remember this feeling only i can give you, not any other human." Akaza said, feeling Mitsuri's cunt tighten at his words her moans filling the room.

"Only me, Akaza, upper 3." Akaza moaned, getting close. He bites her neck softly, and his tongue kicks her neck, as if he's spelling his name on her. "Cum for me princess. You're already screaming for me, let the entire demon slayer core hear how much you love my demon cock." Akaza growls, thrusting his hips faster, his teeth clenched as he feels Mitsuri's nails dig into his biceps and the feeling of her pussy gush as she Squirts for him, letting out her screams of pleasure, not caring who hears anymore.

Akaza let out heavy, short breaths, his mouth opened, moaning and slammed his hips once more before pumping his cum inside Mitsuri.

Next morning:

Akaza never skipped aftercare with Mitsuri. Though they had multiple rounds, akaza was too distracted to understand why he was so tired. The realization hit, literally when he woke up, screaming from the sun shining in Mitsuri's room. He hoped to close his eyes just for 5 minutes, which turned into 2 hours, and the sun was fully up.

Mitsuri giggled nervously. "When I said you'd keep me till morning... I didn't think you'd take that literally." Akaza said while in the darkest corner of Mitsuri's home. Wrapping in 3 fluffy pink blankets to avoid the sun at all costs. "Sorry. You're so warm to cuddle. At least I have a half day at the demon slayer core!" Mitsuri said.

"All the blinds in my home are closed, so the sub won't touch you while I'm gone." Mitsuri said, grabbing her stuff, leaving before akaza could protest. "That human girlfriend of mine.." akaza said, hiding in the dark. Mitsuri put on a smile, walking through the town to get to the Ubuyashiki mansion.

However, like akaza promised. She was feeling it now from last night. "Goodness... what a demon." Mitsuri placed, her thighs pressing together softly from remembering their night before.

[sweetspiderlily]

☾‧˚༺ —𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔; 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒖

[FULL CREDITS TO THE ARTIST. THIS IS NOT MY ART!]

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

Content. .┊slow burn, kokushibo and douma hug like in the fanart above lol, Mention of Demons eating/killing humans, humor, fluff, kokushibo and Douma baking human food [cinnamon rolle]

Pairing. .┊Kokushibo x Douma

Word count. .┊2.0k

Note. .┊idc how small the fandom is. Where are the kokudou shippers? 👀 also, not 100% proofread.

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"It's.. colder these days." Kokushibo said to himself after his usual trianing session. The physical heat of his body subsided after doing a breath form and having him feel the cold air around him. Kokushibo then looked up at the sky, seeing how cloudy the night sky looked and only having the full moons light shining in the sky. Kokushibo put his sword in the Scabbard around his hips and fixed his kimono, covering his bare upper body again.

Kokushibo went over to his porch and sat down. During this time, he'd meditate after trianing, something he's done without fail. However lately Meditation has been hard for him, especially when his mind isn't focused and has recently been having his lover on his mind for longer than kokushibo would like. Douma wasn't exactly kokushibo's plan to start having a more intimate relationship outside of being upper ranks and having a few tasks by Muzan.

Find the blue spider lily, killing as many demon slayers as possible, and find and kill Tanjiro and Nezuko kamado. Kokushibo always had a focused attitude and took his word seriously, but when he would be done, he'd find himself dragged back to Douma's temple and engaging in Douma's hobbies. Dancing was first, which made them physically closer, kokushibo wasn't a touchy person until Douma would always want to dance with him.

The water pipe was a striaght up no, but kokushibo didn't mind being around Douma when he smoked, though he caught himself like the second hands effects of it. Then, instead of sake, since demons can't consume foods and drinks, humans can, Douma always manged to get his hands on some Marechi, which is a rare blood type in humans that makes demons intoxicated and Douma would always invite kokushibo to have some, even if kokushibo couldn't come most nights.

Recently, kokushibo has not seen Douma in two months due to his strict role as upper one and someone closely working with muzan. Kokushibo tried to meditate, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths to clear his mind, but he had been neglecting his own desires too much that the images of Douma's face, the smile he'd give kokushibo would vividly appear. Kokushibo kept trying but eventually gave up, letting out a heavy sigh.

Kokushibo made his way the Nakime. Transporting himself would be faster, even if Muzan would find out, and Nakime made that very clear, but kokushibo would have to explain himself to Muzan the next time they meet. "Very well. By the way, tell Douma to stop sending me invites for some Marechi. I'd like to hold my food down when I'm not around him." She said before playing a cord on her her biwa and transported Kokushibo to Douma's temple.

Kokushibo looked up at the stairs, seeing the pathway candle lights around the temple. Around this time at night, Douma's religious followers would be in their beds, and anyone can walk in the temple. Once kokushibo made it up the steps, he heard that familiar voice in the distance. "You haven't visited me in 2 months." Douma's voice was in the distance inside the slightly darkened temple.

Kokushibo then felt a large hand on his shoulder and feeling the slight dig of his long, sharp purple nails, Unfazed from Douma approaching kokushibo from behind. "I was starting to think you must've grown bored of me." Douma teased, walking around kokushibo to facing him and cup his cheek to make kokushibo look at him. Kokushibo looked down slightly, noticing Douma's long, silver hair is all braided in one.

"If I was displeased with you, I would have not shown up here," Kokushibo said, closing one of his eyes as Douma's thumb rubbed over it. "Fair enough, so you finally had the time to come see me without master Muzan needing your attendance, correct?" Douma grinned, knowing the answer even if kokushibo didn't say anything. Douma moved his hand from kokushibo's face and wrapped his arms around kokushibo's neck.

"Whatever it is, it's good to know you haven't grown bored of me." Douma said, closing his eyes as he embraced kokushibo. After a minute, kokushibo looked at Douma, or rather, his long, sliver hair, and then wrapped his arm around Douma's waist, pulling him closer. They stood outside the temple like that for a few seconds before kokushibo broke the silence. "...You're overheating." He said.

"Am I? I suppose it's because I've had the oven on for an hour now." Douma said, pulling away. "Why?" Kokushibo asked, placing his hand on Douma's cheek, then his neck to feel how much warmer he is. "I've been inspired to bake something." Douma said, taking kokushibo's hand and leading him inside the temple.

"I was hungry and visited a small village before coming back to the temple. Before I slaughtered and ate the humans there, I saw a lot of them heading to a spastic home." He explained, guiding kokushibo through the temple halls and to the kitchen. "It was a home bakery. I went inside and was amazed at how the desserts looked, and I felt like trying to make it myself." He said, arriving back into his kitchen with kokushibo.

"However, the humans noticed I wasn't human and began to panic, but the baker man said I could have one or even all his cookbooks if I didn't hurt him and his family. I just needed one since it said cinnamon rolls. So I let the baker man and his family escape but had a big meal afterward from the humans that tried to get away. Wasn't it nice of him to offer one of his cookbooks to me? I know these cinnamon rolls will turn out great." Douma smiled and went to take the covered bowl off the stove. Douma has the oven on to keep the cinnamon roll dough in a warm place.

Once Douma was done explaining his reasoning for having the interest in baking something tonight, kokushibo nodded. "Sometimes... when you speak, I'm unprepared if it's something bright, idiotic, or demented." Kokushibo said, coming in the warm kitchen and standing next to douma as he put the bowl down on the table. Douma chuckled. "Likewise, but it's either you're very serious or you look like a shocked cat when you're told you're wrong at something." Douma said, getting an extra apron and coming towards kokushibo.

"Why.." kokushibo said as douma tucked his hands underneath kokushibo's long black hair to tie the top part of the apron around the back of his neck. "To make sure your kimono doesn't get dirty." Douma said, now going behind kokushibo and tying at the back around his waist. "I didn't say I'd participate. Besides, we can't eat cinnamon rolls. We'll know it up." Kokushibo said, a logical fact about demons since they can't consume human goods.

"Yeah, but I'd be fun to just make it. Besides, you came to see me, so now you're going to participate." Douma said as he began to braid kokushibo's hair back into one and use a hair tie to tie it at the bottom so it didn't come out. Didn't fight it. He sighed and looked at the covered bowl. "Okay, what are you doing now?" Kokushibo asked and watched douma take off the kitchen towel off the bowl, uncovering the smooth, rounded raised dough in the bowl.

Kokushibo's eyes narrowed, curious at how big the dough it and decided to poke it. When he did, his eyes widened as he watched the air deflate from the dough like a balloon. "Good job, you broke it." Douma sarcastically said, but kokushibo turned to Douma, a surprised look in his widen eyes that made douma chuckled. "I'm kidding. Look here." Douma said and turning to get the cook book where he left it last.

Douma set it up in front of them with the correct page open. "It says once the dough is done rising, we had to release the air from the dough." Douma said and chuckled, finding kokushibo's reaction funny. "... just read what needs to be done next." He shook his head, putting his habd over Douma's face and pushing him away, clearly a bit embarrassed he fell for another one of Douma's antics. "Here, you roll the dough." Douma said, giving kokushibo the rolling pin while dough got flour and sprinkled some on the table.

Kokushibo leaned down at the book and read how you need some flour on the table to roll out the dough since the dough can be sticky. "Disgusting." kokushibo said after reading the dough might be sticky and watching how douma turned over the bowl, making the dough fall on the flour coated table. "The sensation of it possibly being sticky does not aound fun at all." He said.

Douma raised brow at kokushibo's discomfort and turned to him with a grin. "You've killed many humans, eaten them, and have even punched right through a human, and you're worried about sticky dough? I never knew what a big baby you could be." Douma laughed at kokushibo, and in return, kokushibo flicked some flour Douma's face, getting some on his face.

The baking process felt long, especially following every step, but kokushibo and Douma found it enjoyable with each other's company. "Whenever you have an interest and involve me... it's nice." Kokushibo simply said, not looking at Douma's eyes or eles he knew he'd start to blush, and he'd never hear the end of it. Douma smiled and rested his head on kokushibo's shoulder. "Me too, i really like when you're here with me." Douma said.

After another hour of rolling out the dough, spreading the filling on the dough and rolling it into a spiral, and baking it, the cinnamon rolls were finally done. Kokushibo and douma hovered over the baking tray and smelled the cinnamon rolls. "These smell so good, don't they?" Douma said. "To not make it go to waste, I'll give them to my followers." He chuckled.

Kokushibo nodded as he stared at the cinnamon rolls for a moment. "What's wrong?" Douma asked, and kokushibo pointed at the rolls. "These cinnamon rolls... they remind me of upper 5." Kokushibo said. "What? Gyokko? Why?." Douma asked, slight laughter as he spoke and a bit baffled at kokushibo's comparison.

Kokushibo sharpened his nails to cut into the batch of cinnamon rolls and took one out. He began to unravel it and showed Douma how the unraveled cinnamon roll looked. "I had a feeling if you unravel it, it looks like gyokkos tail when he comes out of his pot." He said, and Douma immediately burst out laughing. Douma laughed so hard he had to hold his stomach with one hand and even had tears in his eyes.

"Why are you laughing? I'm serious, gyokkos lower half looks like an unraveled cinnamon roll. Kokushibo said, and Douma laughed harder, waving his hand to beg Kokushibo to stop explaining any further before he stopped breathing. "You're funny without even realizing it." Douma calmed himself down and whiped a tear away. "I can see it now that you explained, but it was so odd that I couldn't help but laugh." He said.

"Well, I'm satisfied you understand my joke." Kokushibo said and looked away. He actually didn't mean to joke but share his honest opinion on how the cinnamon rolls looked, but he felt good he got to make Douma have a good laugh. "Thanks for doing this with me." Douma said and covered the cinnamon rolls and placed them to the side for his followers to eat tomorrow. "I should get going. The sun will rise in an hour." Kokushibo said, looking outside.

Before Kokushibo could turn around and walk out, Douma sped towards him and gave Kokushibo a tight hug. Kokushibo hugged Douma back, and they held each other tightly. Although Kokushibo hasn't admitted it, he did have fun and satisfied he got to see douma again. When they let go, Douma placed his forhead on kokushibo's, looking into 2 pairs of his eyes.

"You should come over tomorrow night, and We could make this again, but using human intestines, roll it up like we did the cinnamon rolls. It takes less time since we don't cook human flesh." Douma chuckled and gave Kokushibo a soft kiss before he had to go. Kokushibo thought for a moment and kissed Douma back.

"Very well... I'll return tomorrow."

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. .┊ ◟﹫ Nick Name: cherry

. .┊﹒𐐪 Age: 22

. .┊ꜝꜝ﹒Pronouns: She/her

. .┊ꜝꜝ. Ethnicity: I'm black

. .┊ ⨳゛Sexuality: I don't like labels but I'm not straight lol

. .┊ ◟ヾLikes: Baking, reading & writing, anime: especially kny, music, sleeping, the colors: pink, black, purple

. .┊﹒𐐪 Dislikes: overly loud sounds, moths, and just bugs, not getting enough sleep

. .┊ ◟﹫ Extra: I do witchcraft lol

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⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚ 𓂃★ ⸝⸝ ⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚

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ཻུ۪۪♡ 𝑴.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ཻུ۪۪♡

𓂃 ִֶָ𐀔. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖

𓂃 ִֶָ𐀔. 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒖

𓂃 ִֶָ𐀔. 𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊

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*ੈཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮‧₊˚༺ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖༻*ੈ♥︎₊˚

[𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏...]

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺ 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒖- 𝑴.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

❥︎ 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔; 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒖

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˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 & 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

❥︎ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓

❥︎ 𝑳𝑮𝑩𝑻

❥︎ 18+ 𝑶𝒄 𝒙 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓

❥︎ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

❥︎ 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

❥︎ 𝑹𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔

❥︎ 𝑯𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕

❥︎ 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 & 𝑺𝑭𝑾

❥︎ 𝑺𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕

[𝑺𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔, 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

❥︎ 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝑹𝒂𝒑𝒆, 𝑺𝒂

❥︎ 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒙 𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒕

❥︎ 𝘟 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

❥︎ 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔. 𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕

❥︎ 𝑨𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

❥︎ 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

[𝑨𝒌𝒂 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒕𝒄.]

❥︎ 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 18+ t𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆, 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕,𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑽𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒐 𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 18+, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅.

❥︎ 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐. 𝑫𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.

❥︎ 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇 :p

❥︎ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒍𝒘 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒍𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔. 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒍𝒎 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕, 𝑰 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒍𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒍𝒎 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒍𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.

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•❀• Kny-blog. MINORS DON'T INTERACT. Will be posting SFW & NSFW. Just a girl who loves ships and writing about them :). I love kokudou.

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