#Sekido x you

[bwabys-scenarios]

Sekido SFW/NSFW HCs

Sekido x afab!reader

background: you’re basically the wife of the hantengu clones!! the relationship is healthy and consensual, but they are demons and can be a bit clingy/not understand their strength, but are overall good partners

Warnings: cockwarming, fingering, brat tamer, bruising, hickies, biting

other parts

Aizetsu

Karaku+Urogi

SFW

-hates PDA, but will give you all the love and attention you need behind closed doors(doesn’t want the others knowing how soft he is for you)

-isn’t the best at comforting you, gets angry when you cry

-he’s not even mad at you he’s mad at whatever made you cry but you can’t tell the difference so it makes you cry more 😭 now he hands you over to Aizetsu

-always turns away when you change

-if you make him a flower crown he WILL wear it with pride and the others will be super jealous

-ticklish, but tickling him is dangerous because he will uncontrollably punch you to get you to stop! whoops, there goes your head :(

-the second best at keeping your humanity in mind, but still argues with you about needing water everyday

-his favorite place to kiss you is your forehead

-very stern and strict, sometimes unfairly so

-does not let you go anywhere without at least one of the others following you

-kind of the head of the four others, so if you have a problem you go to him

-melts when you caress his face with so much love that he almost cries

-ever so gentle when holding you, he tries to remember his strength but there’s been a few bruises and bumps just from hugging alone

NSFW

-surprisingly shy when asking for sex

-loves when you cockwarm him with your mouth

-relatively high libido

-he’s 10 inches and super girthy 😭🙏

-if he can bruise you with just a hug you don’t even want to know the state you’ll be in after a session with Sekido

-has to control himself to not actually kill you

-manhandles you ‼️‼️

-“aww, you can take it, you were so cocky earlier”

-brat tamer

-doesn’t let you go until he’s satisfied, but you don’t mind

-you cannot cuddle with this man because he cannot feel your body flush against him without getting horny. will start pulling your panties off before you can even think

-loves to just finger you while you beg for his cock

-“can’t even be satisfied with just my fingers? needy girl”

-asks you to strip for him while he strokes his cock

-after a session with Sekido you are COVERED in hickies and bite marks

which clone should I do next 👀

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[sanemisstalker]

NSFW // KNY characters who take their pussy rare.

CW / Period blood / blood play / degradation/ (DOUMA) reader is viewed as livestock/ BDSM dynamics (Dom+submissive)

DOUMA

-Of course Douma eats it bloody. That's like, his whole character theme.

-I think Douma has a particular fondness, in fact, for bloody pussy.

-He can smell your hormones pulsing with each cramp. You're aching and pleading not to be touched too rough, and Douma is just shaking with excitement.

-he would never. Have you no faith?

-He's certain blood is actually better than your typical wetness. Says you're tighter when you're cramping. His dick slides better in your lining.

-Has an array of things set up to catch your blood for later. He has jars of it at this point. Keeps it on ice. You don't see him use them ever- You just know they're there, and notice when one dissapears.

-The worst part is that he assures you he doesn't drink them. Those would never be for him, absolutely not. He doesn't have leftovers, silly.

-You don't know where your blood is going, or who it's going into, but he keeps you too fucked out to care regardless.

-'Ah- Another one? Did you know, when you contract, You're pushing all the good stuff out of your womb?'

-He's saying this with you sat on his face. You don't quite hear him, and it takes a moment for you to grasp just what he's saying.

-If you knew him better, which you don't, you'd know he's talking about the actual lining of your wall. He views a womb as a particularly sacred delicacy. As if he's eating a holy relic of sorts.

-So of course he'll take whatever comes from it. It's like a cow with milk. When you stop bleeding, he'll eat the rest of you, but you've got quite a bit of life left to live cushy and pampered.

-He believes this bizarre little practice keeps him at upper two after all. Your bloody cunt is the closest he gets to religion, in a way. Women are so fascinating, with your ready to eat buffets for demons, and that dumb little button you have that makes you crave that?

-If he believed in God, he would be sure the menstrual cycle was a divine design, made especially with him in mind. Not only are you lethargic and aching, but he gets to bully you, and you're supplying him food?

SEKIDO

-One of them has to batter you back into submission when you're like this, and none of them seem anywhere near as capable as Sekido. Or as enthusiastic.

-You're a bit nippy during your period. The four understand this much. The other three seem content, in some capacity, to let you run your mouth. Sekido doesn't like being disrespected in any capacity.

-His clones encourage him to behave... not kindly, but mean in other, more helpful ways.

-It's really hard for him to not eat you whole, starting with the meat of your inner thighs. Your moans ground him, but also bring him dark thoughts.

-Would you moan if he started tearing through your flesh?

-He becomes the only one allowed to fuck you on the first day of your period. That's his bull to handle. His pussy to make a mess of. He plays it off as though he's handling an unwelcome task, but he's very quick to deny anyone else the right.

-Will degrade you if you enjoy it even a smidge.

-'Are you moaning? Disgusting! This isn't the time for hysterics!'

-Shocked and amazed when your cramps actually do lessen. Was entirely lying for the bit and doesn't believe you when you say you're feeling just slightly better.

-Is driven to a near frenzy when you cum and a drop of blood slips down to your taint. He's not wasteful.

-He's more upset at how much he enjoys it compared to how much you enjoy it. He shouldn't enjoy something so disgusting, and he assures you he's not, but his lips are covered in your blood, and it's really hard to take him seriously.

TENGEN

-four wives, one for each blood type. He jokes he knows how each tastes and can tell the difference by smell alone.

-Very public about this. Not shy to admit to his tastes. He pleases his wives constantly, let it be known that something as small as blood would never prevent him from such an important task.

-If he sees even one of you cramping, he's got you on the ground or the flat of the nearest surface to fix it. He hates seeing you in pain and will do anything in his power to circumvent it. His tongue is definitely within his power.

-Tells you that his seed really is a cure all, he isn't wrong. The warm liquid splattering up against your sore cervix- It's almost comforting in a way. Cooling, even.

-Loves fingering you, too. Places the softest, warmest hand just barely on your stomach, because it hurts so bad, but you tug it to your uterus everytime. A nice heating pad while he works out all the awful things.

-'Ah, does that feel better? I know it hurts, let your lord take care of it.'

-Such a service top it's almost sickening. Living with the three others, and having you sync up? Tengen has had more than one busy day.

-Will cockwarm you if need be. The sex is gentle in comparison. It can get rough if so desired. After the really bad cramps, he's willing to push aside any mess to let you chase your high.

-His thighs look really pretty covered in blood.

-He's his wives personal fuck toy, and he takes pride in that. Especially if they go from aching and exhausted to cumming and overjoyed. Helps them get back on the job.

-Tengen actually enjoys the blood as well. Thinks it adds a certain- artistic flare to your pussy. And to his dick.

AKAZA

-Eats pussy for his own enjoyment. At your service, hand and foot, 25/8- Does not care what state your vagina is in, he's just grateful to be here.

-A very calm lover. A very calming lover, as well. Doesn't care about taste, smell, visual- barely even cares how he got there. All that matters is that he's doing his job, and he's fulfilling your wishes.

-Such a service bottom it is UNDENIABLY sickening. Zero regard for his own pleasure, entirely subservient.

-See Guard dog and wounded master. Willing to lick the blood from any given wound if he believes it to help. Wishes his spit was healing because seeing you like this is gut wrenching to him. He isn't sure why, but he know it hurts.

-Kitten licks to your clit. He doesn't care if his tongue gets tired. His thumbs massage your lips, keeping your ass elevated at just the right height to make all of it fade away.

-Begs you to come even if he knows how hard that must be given the circumstances. Can't bare to see you in pain anymore than this.

-The head boarders on high. He's chocked you full of any and every pain killer from the time. As it works it's way through your veins, the soft pampering to your pussy becomes borderline overstimulating.

-He thinks you're squirming from pain, so he tries even harder to make it feel better. You can't stop cumming once you start.

-You're in tears under his tongue, and he's lapping up every drop of blood your pussy has to offer. It's euphoric for him, in a way. This was a large point of contention between the two of you. Never wanting to be eaten, and yet being satisfied in such a gluttonous way.

-When you push his head away, he looks up at you with a cakey, pink face. His eyes wide and wondering.

-'Was I too rough?' And when you shake your head no, and your voice sounds all too content, he can't help but smile. With his reddened, cum and blood covered lips, he looks a little too perfect.

-'That makes me happy.'

[demiesworld]

Hellooo! Can i have a seperate NSFW headcanons for the four clones? Where fem s/o has a breeding kink?

【♛ demie: all i read was "clones" and "breeding" and i immediately jumped on this request. i hope you enjoy it as much as i did babes~】

𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬/𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐜𝐬 (𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖)

pairings: sekido + karaku + aizetsu + urogi x fem!reader

synopsis: self-explanatory. reader has a breeding kink.

contents: nsfw, breeding kink, doggy style (in sekido's), angry sex (in sekido's), cowgirl (in aizetsu's), femdom (in aizetsu's), mating press (in urogi's), butterfly (in karaku's), dirty talk, daddy kink, hair pulling, cockdrunk!reader, just the usual filth

notes: readers pronouns are she/her.

― 𝐒𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐎

You knew just the right buttons to push when it came to Sekido's temperament. At least so it could work in your favor. Your irate lover came home to you at night appearing to be in a less than bearable mood. His counterparts must have irritated him again because he stormed into your shared bedroom and demanded that you strip yourself naked. When you go to ask him why he was in a bad mood, Sekido interrupted you by pouncing on you on the bed and forcefully taking your clothes off for you.

After ripping off your clothes and working you out during some foreplay, Sekido's cock was inside of your gummy walls. His hips were slapping against your ass as he rammed you from behind. Your face was shoved into the pillow, back arched down and ass up in the air. He showed you mercy by giving you breaks in between the first three rounds he had with you. During those three rounds you had orgasmed at the minimum of three times.

Maybe you were drunk from his cock, you couldn't come up with a complete, coherent thought or words. At this point you were babbling and saying nonsense. He was drowning you out, just fixated on listening to the wet smacks your pussy was making.

Time seemed to stop for him when you utter the words, "I want... your c-cum... breed my pussy d-daddy." And he paused. He leaned over your slumped figure to speak into your ear. "What did you say?"

You let out a whine when he stopped, but repeated your words, "Daddy fill me up with your cum!" You rock your hips back and forth on his cock trying to incite him to revert to fucking you again.

"Absolutely pathetic." Sekido snarls, angry at you for exposing your new kink to him, and angry at himself for becoming aroused by such a thing. He didn't know you were into being a well-bred slut until you said it. He pulls you by your hair, distorting your body into sitting up right, his chest to your back. Your eyes roll to the back of your head when Sekido resorts to impaling you on his dick.

Good thing that he got this out of you because if you wanted to be his breeding slut then he will give it to you.

― 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔

If you had a coin for every time Karaku had you folded, bent, or just put into a different position you would be a fucking millionaire. As a demon, his libido and stamina was stronger than your own. He didn't know what a break was. He was focused on giving you paralyzing orgasm after orgasm. His goal by the end of the night was to have your entire body limp for him.

It was working to a degree because right now, Karaku had your sore, tired legs on his shoulders. As he stood feet planted to the ground and was pounding his large cock into your tender pussy. You were on your back, your lower half dangling on the edge of the table. Your mind was made numb by Karaku, your mouth spewing words that weren't intelligible anymore.

"Fuck, your pussy feels so good, little human!" He exclaims, not caring that his counterparts were literally just rooms away. He sticks out his tongue before he asks, "You think you can give me another one?" He was talking about another orgasm.

You didn't know if you could give him that at this point. You felt like he had milked out every sort of climax out of you. Karaku's hand went to your clit where he rubs it in circles. You let out a squeal, curling your toes and throwing your head back. Your ankles lock around his head as you cry out, "O-Oh Karaku! Fill my pussy with your cum! Breed me! Breed me!"

Karaku's thrusts increase in force, they make your body bounce on the table. "You want me to breed this pussy huh? You want to be carrying a demon's offspring slut?" You weren't this dirty during sex usually, and this made him wonder what changed for you to be like this.

Whatever because when you whine to him, "Please just stuff my pussy," he grants you your wish. He just hopes his counterparts are all right with being uncles.

― 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔

Aizetsu had no clue what came over you when you lured him into your room and seduced him into stripping off his clothes and engaging in such indecent acts. He assumed you consumed alcohol with how bold you were behaving. Though you were always like that, bold and demanding, and regardless of him being a demon he couldn't overpower you. Your aura was too much.

Which is why he was allowing you to use his cock till your heart was content. He was underneath you while you were bouncing yourself on his cock and whimpering each time his tip slammed into your cervix. Aizetsu's face was warm, his mouth emitting submissive whines that he never heard before.

"M-My human... oh fuck you're making me look so pathetic." He whimpers and his hands reach to squeeze your ass. "You're enjoying this... a-aren't you?"

You let out an arrogant chuckle before you answer him, "Yesss I am enjoying this, and I'll enjoy it even more if you breed my pussy Aizetsu." He had paused, to process your words, but you didn't give him the opportunity to think clearly. Instead you took your demon by his wrists and held them above his head afterwards you lift your hips up then slam yourself down on his dick. His brain short-circuits while he chokes for air, you moan, "Come on Aizetsu~ My little demon, fill up my pretty pussy with your cum."

Aizetsu releases his cum deep into your pussy and even as he does so you continue riding him. You weren't going to stop. Not until you had milked him of his seed and had him in your possession like putty.

― 𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐈

Urogi was quite the possessive demon at least when it came to you. He was not known to share whatever belonged to him. Or in your case, whoever. He didn't find joy in watching you interact with his counterparts. No matter how much they respected your relationship with Urogi or denied having any sort of romantic interest in you. So when you waved goodbye to Karaku after Urogi gave you the look you knew you were in for a punishment.

He had flew you up to the mountains where you and him couldn't be found. After roughly kissing you, tearing off your clothes, and letting you gag from his dick, Urogi had you on the ground folded into a mating press. Your pussy was getting hammered on by the avian demon's cock. He didn't relent either, not even when you started to cry and beg him for forgiveness.

His mouth grew into a maniacal grin as he leaned closer to your face to lick away the bitter salty tears. "Let me hear your pretty voice sing for me! My precious little human! I want for those fools down there to hear you scream for me!" His thrusts grew more wild and his wings extended out to shield you both. The tip of his cock was ramming right into your cervix.

You reach out a shaky hand to feel on his feathers, knowing that a single touch would drive him insane. Urogi hisses from your warm touch, his claws digging into your thighs and a loud throaty moan resonates from him. You mewl, "Please Urogi, I-I need your cum. Don't you want me nice and br-bred Urogi?"

You bred? Stuffed to the brim with his cum? You asked him so nicely, to this extent he was compelled to grant your request. The demon gave your pussy a few more strokes till he released his cum deep into your pussy.

The synchronous howl you both let out was loud enough to have a few birds fly out of their trees. They were startled by the sound. Your body grew lax underneath the avian demon's form.

Urogi smirked at your limp body, and he gave your cheek a few taps, "Come on little human~ Certainly I didn't tire you out yet? After all, we have to make sure you're nice and bred." His eyes narrow at you darkly as he concluded, "Just for me."

notes: tried to keep each of the headcanons the same length. let me know what you think babes!

© 2023 demiesworld pls do not repost on any other websites. do not plagiarize. any similarities referenced is a coincidence.

[nymphoheretic]

Just the tip

Nymph: I'm fucking weak for them.

Synopsis: You learn just how much is really "just the tip" with the clones.

Warnings: praise, teasing, degradation, implied anal (on Sekido’s part), vaginal penetration, knotting, biting, blood play/kink, somno (on Urogi’s part), teasing, squirting, wing play, cervix fucking, breeding/creampie.

Word count: 2.4k(fucking help!)

Pairing: Aizetsu x fem!reader, Sekido x fem!reader, Karaku x fem!reader, Urogi x fem!reader

Netowork: @enchantedforest-network

Sekido doesn’t believe in “Just the tip” and why should he? You’re his plaything.

You should have tried harder to stop Karaku and Aizestu from having their way with you. You knew that if Sekido got his hands on you, you would be punished for something that you literally could not stop. You belong to them and there was no way you could ever tell any of them “no.” The word had been trained out of you.

The first thing Sekido had done was to bend you over his knee, the thin kimono you wore did nothing to stop the pain of his palm striking you. This was your punishment for being a needy whore. Karaku had told you that they all could feel when they fucked you. Being made up of the same cells of the Upper Moon demon, Hantengu, it was inevitable. 

Feeling his large hands slide the material of your short kimono up over your hips, Sekido welts your bare ass with a series of quick smacks, each one causing the skin to heat up until it felt like it is raw. Your cunt clenched around nothing as your slick began to pool and bubble at your entrance as low moans left your throat.

“You’re such a slut. Aren’t you the once proud Demon slayer who was supposed to kill us. Yet look at you, drooling over my lap like a fucking dog.” The light “Hn” that leaves his throat as he lightly traces his claws over the angry looking marks on your ass before he grabs your wrists and pulls you off of him. “Get on the bed, face away from me on your hands and knees. You want to drool like a bitch in heat, I will breed you like one.”

-0-0-0

You feel hot tears roll down your face from the brutal thrusts that Sekido was giving your already sore cunt. How long has it been since he snatched you from Aizetsu’s room when the gentle clone left to gather food for you. How long has it been since he slots his hips against yours and bullies his fat cock inside your hole?

“Sekido, please? The others can feel you.” You cried out when he slaps his fingers against your sensitive clit before rubbing rough circles on it. “Sekido, it was only supposed to be the ti–” Your words are cut off as he wraps his hand around your throat, his thumb applying just enough pressure to silence you.

“Shut up or I’ll fucking shock you into submission.” He growls, hips never slowing as he grits his fangs to stop himself from burying them into your pulse point. He knew that you had to know just how jealous he was that his counterparts enjoyed your body without him. His hand was never good enough. It wasn't as soft, warm or wet as your pussy. 

You really piss him off. Walking around in that short little kimono Karaku had gotten for you. Your sweet scent invades his senses and makes him rock hard beneath his own robe. Sekido wanted you all for himself, but he knew that he had to share you. But right now, in this moment, you were his fucking toy. His cumslut. His plaything. And he would not let anyone else take you. He didn't care if the others could feel him as he stroked so fucking deep. 

"Let them fucking feel as you soak my cock like the needy slut you are for me." Sekido snarls, the rapid gooey wet pat-pat-pat  of his cock sliding through your swollen cum filled walls fills the air around you two. Placing his hand on your lower back, he forces you to arch deeper for him as he speeds up even more, relishing in the screams of pleasure you let out.

“S’ too much, ‘kido. Pul...” you stammer out, thighs trembling and arms threatening to give out. “Please, m’sorry.” 

Sekido leans over your back, his lips to your ear. “You’re sorry? No, but you fucking will be.” Fangs bite down into your pulse point, skin breaking under the pressure of his jaws as warm blood trickled over his tongue. The low moan of pain you gave only made him lock his jaws more tightly on the spot where your neck and shoulder met. Blood pools in his mouth, the sweet elixir tasting like the finest of alcohol to the demon as he swallows. “Fucking sweet.” 

Drunk off the taste of your blood, Sekido gently tongues the puncture wounds, sealing them shut with his saliva before trailing the tip of his tongue down your shoulder blade to your spine. He licks a wet line down your back, lapping up the droplets of sweat that forms there. A low pleased grunt leaves his throat as a smile curls at his lips. The salty taste of your skin mixes so well with the metallic flavor of your sweet blood. Sekido almost wanted to eat you alive.

And he did.

Pulling out, his cock glistening with your slick juices. He continues to slide his tongue down your spine over the roundness of your ass before grabbing each cheek in his hands. “Just fucking look at you. All wet and messy. Only a nasty slut like you would want a demon like me to fuck you like this.” He slips two of his fingers down your soaked slit, gathering some of it. Sekido's Kanji tattooed tongue slips out as he places the pads of his fingers against it. “Mmmm...”

Sekido’s hands spread your ass and he stares at your twitching holes. “I fucking wish you could see the way your slutty holes are twitching – begging to be filled.” He traces his thumb over the tight puckered hole of your ass. The claws of his other hand digs into your ass cheeks when you flinch, trying to move away from his touch. “Don’t you fucking pull away from me, nasty whore. Your body is mine to play with however I please.”

Pushing his thumb in deeper, slipping past the first layer of tight muscles, he lowers his face to your dripping cunt. “You should feel lucky that I‘m willing to do this for a slut like you.”  His tongue glides through your slick folds, tasting you. The smile that spreads over his lips as he hears your saccharine cries as he fucks you on his long tongue. It was laughable that you, a former slayer, was now reduced to being the whore of the Upper Moon Four. 

Your thighs tremble as you feel him suck on your clit as he pushes his thumb even deeper into your tight hole, making your back arche even further. Broken cries of his name fall from your lips as your arms threaten to give out from underneath you. “‘Kido, please...I ca–”

Sekido pulls away and replaces his tongue with two of his fingers, alternating the thrusts of the two in your cunt and his thumb in your ass. “If you finish that sentence, I will show you no fucking mercy.” His smile widens, the absolute lovesick look on his face as he watch as you twitch from his finger fucking. “You gonna cum like the whore you’re trained to be? Or should I keep you right there on that edge?” 

“Hah~ Please, ‘kido. ‘m sorry. Mercy.” You plead even though you knew that the demon would do no such thing. He was jealous even if he would never truly admit it. Rocking your hips back you try to seek out your orgasm, whimpering when he pulls them away just as your walls quiver around his fingers.

“I didn’t say you could cum, yet.” he hovers over your back, the thick tip of his cock brushing over that tight inviting asshole of yours. He wanted to slide home inside it and fuck you until you didn’t remember your own name, until you learn that only his cock could satisfy you the best. Sekido pushes against the rim of your hole. “Should I fuck this hole?” His hands spread your cheeks further as he lines the tip up.

You bite your lip as a whine builds up in your throat, your eyes shining wetly with tears. You hated when he teased you because it was something he rarely ever did. That was more of a Karaku or Urogi thing. “Sekido...please? I need it.” You pant as your brain went fuzzy from want and need, “Please, daddy.”

Sekido pauses as his eyes widen. What did you just call him? He leans over your back, lips to your ear as his hand tangles in your hair. “What was that?” His tongue pets the lobe of your ear, hot breath fanning out over it and making you shiver involuntary. When you repeat yourself in a shaky tone, his lips spread into a feral grin. “Have you called anyone else that? Or...” He fists his cock in his hand, rubbing the tip through your creamy folds. “Am I the first?”

“Just you.” Before you could finish that sentence, Sekido pushes the thick length of his dick back inside your pussy, bottoming out in one rough thrust. “Fuck! Sekido!”

A dark chuckle leaves him as he bites down on your shoulder once more, marking you – claiming you as his. “That’s not my name right now, slayer. I’m your fucking daddy.” The slick sounds of your pussy clinging to his cock as he pulls out, looking down to see it covered in a thin layer of cream. “You should see the way this slutty pussy is creaming on my cock. You’re such a naughty little bitch for your daddy, huh?”

You arch your back further for him, moaning as you desperately rock your hips back against each heavy thrust. “Ahn~” Your moans fill the room mixing with the wet pat-pat-pat of skin meeting skin. You try to look at him over your shoulder, show him the lustful glow in your eyes as you moan out, “More, daddy, need more.” But he was quick to wrap his fingers around the back of your neck and push your face down into the pillows.

“Daddy didn’t give you permission to look at him.” Sekido growls. He’d be damned if he’d let you see the way his thick hair was disheveled, framing his face in waves as his fangs were grit as tiny rivers of drool seeps down his lips. Or see the way his vermillion eyes glow with a lovesick light. He snaps his hips against yours, the thick tip bullying its way against your cervix – battering it with brutal thrusts. “Ha~ You feel so good around daddy’s cock.”

You mewl as the only thing you could do was surrender to the harsh pounding Sekido was giving you. You chant out the name he wanted you to use repeatedly. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. You screamed it until your throat was raw. But then something felt off. Like he was swelling inside you and not in the typical way when he was about to cum. “D-Daddy, are you...?” You could feel the thick breeding knot pressing against your entrance, stretching its way inside.

Sekido pants as he works the large swollen knot past that tight ring of muscles of your tiny hole. “Fuck, you’re such a tight bitch. Even after Karaku and Aizetsu have bred you. Such a pathetic excuse for a human. You’re just a cumslut for me, aren’t you?” His eyes narrow when you didn’t answer him. Crack! A heavy palm strikes at the rounded flesh of your ass. “Answer me. What are you, human?”

“‘m just a cumslut for you, daddy!” You cry out, feeling the thick breeding knot slip inside you to rub against your walls. The stretch burns. Sekido was big. Almost too big for your tiny body. Your arms were shaking, trembling as drool seeps out of the corner of your lips. Feeling your clit twitch with the need to be touched you let out a whine. “Please, need to cum. Need you to touch me?”

Another grin tilts at his lips, the short “Hn" that leaves him as he leans over your back, “You need me? A Demon Slayer needing the touch of a demon to cum? How low can you fucking get, slut?” But even as his harsh words left his mouth, the hand that was pressing your face into the pillow slips between your legs – two rough fingers flicking over your puffy little clit. “Go on, cum for me. Cum for me like the dirty whore you are.”

A gargled cry leaves yoour throat when he finally touches your neglected bundle of nerves. Your body jolts as a small stream of hot liquid drips out of you as your arms give out – all strength in them gone. “Fuck...” You whimper out as the new position allows him to slide even deeper, the swollen flesh of his knot rubbing against your silken walls.

Sekido hand tightens around your waist as he pulls you back even further on his cock, the thic ushroomed tip battering your cervix, almost fucking into your womb. “Hah~ Only an easy bitch like you would squirt like that for a demon. Now, the question is: Do you deserve my cum inside this sluty pussy. You’ve already been filled by Karaku and Aizestu...”

“Please, daddy!” You shout, tears of pleasure soaking the pillow along with strings of your saliva. “I want you to cum inside. I need it, please?”

Your words went straight to his dick as his knot swells even further, creating a plug as his heavy balls draw up as they release his cum deep into your womb. Sekido thrusts into you once more until his tie prevents him from moving. “Look at you, crying and begging for daddy to knot and breed you like the bitch in heat you are.” He gathers you in his arms and lays on his side. “You’re so pathetic, human. But you’re my pathetic human.”

You let out a sigh when Sekido began licking at the sweat that forms on your skin as his hands move to cup your breasts. You knew that this was his form of aftercare. “Mmmm, Sekido...”

“Sleep, slayer.” He grumbles out, his voice devoid of any malice or rage. “You’ll need it.”  Sekido would make sure that he would be the last thing on your mind when you fall asleep and the first when you wake up. And what Sekido wants, Sekido gets. He may share you with his counterparts, but he wants to keep you to himself when it is his time alone with you. He had to make sure that it was his cum that was the thickest, the warmest, the first and last thing that fills you up every single day.

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[urlocalreadermooni]

Hantengu clones x Wife!Reader

just some things I thought they would do.

The clones are brothers in this, and human.

Alright, lets get this straight. As soon as you got with these beautiful beings you were (and still are) treated like a QUEEN. 

They all would get you what ever you wanted. It would be a race to who could get it first. 

“Hey guys could one of you get me a glass of water?” as soon as you ask the question, all your gonna see is all four of them look at each other and run for the kitchen might be the only one who would stay. Even Sekido would go and probably win the race most of the time.

“MOVE OUT THE WAY.” Sekido would yell and push Karaku and Urogi out the way. “DUDE NO FAIR!” Karaku would yell “Why must we always make it a race..” Aizetsu looked at you in concern. “Aizetsu, sometimes you join them. Why do you guys race?” He was thinking of how to respond when Sekido calmly walked in with a glass of water, and the other two beaten up.

 Karaku had a look of defeat and so did Urogi, they looked sad and it made Aizetsu almost laugh. Hes usually the emotional one.

Sekido gave you the glass of water and you kissed him in return. When you kissed Sekido, he looked at the others and grinned, as a way of sayings “losers”

They always fought over things, but when it comes to YOU. These guys have to pretty much fight each other till the point of needing to be hospitalized if it weren’t for you getting in the middle of each fight. 

( They only fight over affection if you have been busy lately. )

You need a strong heart to deal with these idiots. If you just stand by and watch without doing anything, they would all be in hospital beds glaring at each other. 

“ITS MY TURN TO SPEND TIME WITH (NAME) WHEN SHE GETS HOME!” yelled Karaku

“NUH UH! ITS MY TURN. I ALREADY CALLED DIBS.” Urogi yelled back.

Aizetsu wouldn’t like the yelling and yelled at all of them. “CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE STOP YELLING! WE CAN TAKE TURNS!” which Sekido gave him a death stare and yelled, “YOU SHUT UP. YOU GET TO HANG OUT WITH HER THE MOST.” he HATES being yelled at. So, he began to start tearing up. And when he starts to tear up, they all get a good scolding from you for making him cry and fighting with each other. 

You came home to Sekido yelling at Aizetsu, Karaku and Urogi fighting, getting ready to full on beat each other. And you immediately walked over to all four of them and separated them. As soon as you walked over they all knew they were in deep shit. You hated them fighting each other, especially when it became violent.

“you all have some explaining to do.”

They all looked at each other and Aizetsu is the only one that spoke up, “We were fighting about who got to spend time with you when you got home..”Aizetsu got a smack on the head as soon as he said that by Sekido. You smacked Sekido right back and he shut up and stopped. Karaku and Urogi began to giggle to you looked at them and they stopped, hoping they didn’t get smacked too.

“You guys know you can all hang out with me at the same time?”

They all looked at each other and shrugged. “Fine. If its what you wish” Karaku replied.

Running out of ideas so ill probably make a part 2 <3

[doumadono]

I have come to confess for sinful Sunday that I have heirophilia, and I have it bad, and as much as I love religious imagery, I also love the thought of demons who play as false priests or saviors. If there was anything I could ask for, more than anything, could we get some Sekido x fem reader where he degrades and yells at the reader to repent for their sinful lust even though he's obviously the one who's been fucking them while they prayed for mercy?

SINFUL SUNDAY

Warnings: non-con, hierophilia

A sense of unease settles upon you as you enter the church, greeted not by the familiar warmth of a congregation but by an eerie emptiness. The air carries only a faint hint of iron, and an unsettling stillness replaces the usual harmonious chorus of communal hymns. A glimpse near the entrance hints at something amiss – perhaps blood, though uncertainty veils your perception. The ordinary atmosphere, once brimming with the warmth of community and shared songs, now feels cold and distant, shrouded in an unspoken disquiet.

Abruptly, a towering presence advanced from the confessionary. "How may I assist you, my dear child?"

Your uncertainty lingers, but you muster a response, "I came for a confession, but… isn't the mass supposed to be happening now?"

The figure, a man with dark hair, smiles as he draws nearer. "We've adjusted the schedule. Nevertheless, I'm here to help. Follow me, my child."

A furrow forms on your brow as you observe him guiding you to a different section of the church, revealing the rectory where priests reside between masses.

As the door shuts behind you, a chilling shiver races up and down your spine - a premonition that danger lurks right behind your back.

Sekido, the false priest, clad in the vestiges of religious garb, becomes the harbinger of damnation. "You need to repent for your lust, I can smell it lingering on you, little sheep."

Torn garments leave you exposed, and you frantically attempt to shield yourself, using your hands and tightly pressing your thighs together in a desperate bid for modesty. "Please, Father, please let me go..."

Sekido's lips curl into a sly smirk in response to your pleas. "I am not a Father, but for you, my dear child, I can certainly play the role of a daddy."

He picks you up easily and throws you onto a tiny bed standing near the beautiful stained glass window.

Laying on the bed, you feel the sting of his firm hand on the meat of your ass, on and on, each spank punctuated by a low growl of Sekido. His commanding voice reverberates, demanding, "Confess your sins, woman! I insist on hearing your confessions!"

You plead with him, your voice a fragile murmur, "Please, please, release me…"

Sekido, in his relentless resolve, dismisses your entreaties, administering a more forceful spank to your exposed flesh, leaving a red mark in a shape of his hand there. "You're destined for damnation, the gates of heaven shall forever elude your grasp."

Tears stream down your face, a silent plea for mercy, as you desperately attempt to crawl away. The disconcerting sound of a zipper being undone reverberates through the air, accompanied by the subtle rustling of fabric, signaling the descent of his obsidian pants.

Before you realize it, the crimson, swollen tip of his dick teases against the tender entrance of your ass.

A sharp cry escapes your lips, a melody of anguish, as he thrusts into you unyieldingly, affording no respite for your senses to acclimate. The relentless intrusion establishes a vigorous, unrelenting rhythm, each forceful thrust sending tremors of intensity through your form as you cry and scream, suffocating on your own tears.

Sekido seizes a handful of your hair, yanking your head back, causing your back to arch in response to his forceful advance. As he pushes deep into you, his balls resting against your ass, he leans forward, his voice a sultry whisper against your ear, "You relish the intensity, don't you? I can see you do, your breath quickening like a bitch in heat. You like the demon's cock splitting you open, yeah, woman?"

The agony courses through you, pushing you to the brink of unconsciousness, while an unfamiliar heat simmers in the depths of your abdomen.

Sekido releases his climax inside you, a guttural groan escaping his lips, accompanied by a triumphant exclamation, "Yes! Yes! Take it, bitch, take it all!"

The scarlet-eyed demon departs, leaving you sprawled on the bed, your consciousness wavering, tears marking your face.

Sekido adjusts his trousers, offering gentle pats to the now reddened flesh on your ass. "You did well. Your next confession awaits this Sunday, remember to grace the damn chapel with your presence."

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[wisteriaw0rld]

can i pls request sekido w/reader who's like rlly caring and stuff, and understands his rage when he snaps at them when they try to take care of him after a battle? ik its kinda overused but pls?

-ˋˏ ༻opposites༺ ˎˊ-

✰synopsis: sekido with an s/o that’s his polar opposite yet still knows how to handle being with someone so short-tempered and harsh.

✰additional tags: gn! reader, cursing, small mention of blood, reader getting yelled at, not proof read!

✰pairing: sekido x kind! reader

“if he’s as bad as they say, then i guess i’m cursed.” -Lana Del Rey

You sat patiently on your zabuton, waiting for your lover , Sekido, to return from a mission he went on with the other clones you’ve learned to grow comfortable with. Suddenly, the front door opened, making your head whip to the direction of the door.

Karaku and Urogi walked in first, Aizetsu walking in right after both of them. Karaku looked over at you, mouthing something you could hardly understand.

“He’s real mad Y/n.” Karaku warned with a small laugh at the end. Before you could respond, Sekido walked in. He always had an angered expression on his face. But just by noticing the way he stormed inside, you could tell he was even more mad now.

A gentle smile made its way onto your lips as you stood up off your zabuton cushion, walking over to hug Sekido. Before you could even walk any closer to the demon, he shot you a look. Your arms faltered as you understood he’d like to be alone.

Not even having time to say anything, Sekido stormed off, muttering something under his breath while walking over to your shared room.

You followed after him, peeking your head into the room. Frustrated, Sekido paced back and forth around your room, muttering incoherent words.

“Love? Are you alright?” You questioned, now fully opening the shoji door and confronting your boyfriend.

Sekido glared at you, not wanting to deal with anyone. But you both knew this outburst of his would last for weeks if someone didn’t cool him down. “Leave me alone, Y/n!” He yelled at you. Of course, your gentle features were enough to make him cool down for a short while.

“What happened dear?” You asked the male. He ignored you, his looks not once softening. Sekido shoved you slightly as he moved past you.

“Stupid Urogi and Karaku wouldn’t take the fight seriously! And Aizetsu was just pitying the demon slayers the entire time!” Sekido ranted as your kind aura remained the same and never once faltered.

“sekido.”

“-and they never even take things serisously!”

“sekido.”

“-you know it’s help if they just listened to me!”

“sekido, how about you take a small break and calm down?” You offered with a smile before suddenly grabbing Sekido’s hand and pulling him onto the soft futon with you. Sekido’s face became a bright red but accepted your tight hold on him.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀  ˚ʚsome headcanonsɞ˚ (bc I love this idea sm)

❥the other clones definitely tease sekido for falling in love with someone that’s his complete opposite. And they find it incredibly shocking that you have the patience to deal with his very short temper.

♥even though you know sekido can very easily regenerate, you love when he comes back with a wound and lets you care for him. A bonus for him is the happy look on your face when you tend to him.

❥on multiple occasions, he’s though that you’re too kind for him and he doesn’t deserve you. So more importantly he feels bad whenever he snaps at you. Even worse when you take no reaction to it and never love him less.

♥whenever Sekido’s in a bad mood, the clones immediately go to you and beg you for help. They don’t know how you do it, but you always manage to calm him down.

[13rurururi]

Can I request head-cannons on how the Hantengu clones deal with their shared female crush and how they confess to her. Along with what it’s like to date them? :)

Russian Roulette: Hantengu Clones x Reader (SFW Headcanons & Imagines)

Pairing/s: Sekido x Reader, Aizetsu x Reader, Karaku x Reader, Urogi x Reader

Content: female reader, jealousy, the demons fighting over you, etc.

Synopsis: Despite their clashing personalities, the four clones of Hantengu always upheld their ultimate goal of serving the Demon King. Aside from their loyalty and shared blood, they never entertained the possibility of having anything else in common — that was until they met you, an ambitious demon slayer that they can't get off their minds. In other words, they have a crush on you, and you've never been so conflicted in your life.

Being a demon slayer involves plenty of sacrifices and hardships that warrant unshakeable mental strength. You've lived your life with the threat of death looming at the back of your head, yet you only continue to hone your sharpened sword with a mask of courage and certainty.

One day, you arrive at the well-hidden Swordsmith Village to have your chipped blade repaired; unfortunately, your supposedly peaceful time at the hot springs is interrupted by swarms of killer goldfishes and four — annoyingly attractive — clones of the weeping, whining demon.

You release a battle cry as you witness your comrades get swept away by a strong blast of wind unleashed by the demon equipped with a fan. At this point, you were alone, knuckles whitening due to the swift build-up of rage and anxiety pooling in your stomach.

You unsheathe your katana, adapting a steady stance amidst the four demons who peered at you with their piercing, colored eyes.

However, you notice something quite odd hidden behind their peculiar gazes. Behind the kanji of "Upper Moon" and "Four," you curiously note a humane emotion that is rarely attributed to demons. Your instincts turn cogs in your head, and you arrive at a bewildering thought that sent a shiver through your body:

The four demons you are tasked to kill seem to be enamored with you.

SEKIDO

Something other than infuriation is stuck in his throat.

He will be in great denial when it comes to his infatuation for you.

He's a demon that is so straight-laced and strict; he never entertained the possibility of a developing a crush.

He'll be blushing a hue that could match the tint of his eyes — fiery red. He'll feverishly deny it, though.

If he is close to you in proximity, he'll turn so stiff and rigidly cling onto his staff, not uttering a word. This makes you think he dislikes you, but he's so enamored with you that he's actually rendered speechless.

If he manages to get over his raging anxiety when it comes to talking to you, he'll confess to you, very ambiguously.

You'll be confused if it was a declaration of love or war — his flustered expression and clamoring hands betray him, though, and you'll gently take his hand in yours, understanding settling in your chest.

It takes a while for him to truly shed off his stiffness and awkwardness; in time, he is quite the clingy lover. He ensures to always be by your side as you go sightseeing or stroll under the bright moonlight.

He enjoys quality time with you, after all.

Your first kiss is messy, a little awkward yet full of genuinely potent feelings. He smiles as his lips are pressed onto yours, grateful to be the man that will protect you for the rest of your mortal life.

The rage sitting on his tongue tasted different the moment he laid his eyes on you. He is a demon that gawks out consistent, clear orders to his fellow clones (who he considers as absolute buffoons that don't take their duties seriously).

However, he uncharacteristically wavers when he sees your subtly shivering form in front of him. He gulps and muffles a conflicted growl under his breath, stealing a glance at the other three, who seem to be as intrigued as he is.

What are you? His erratic mind considers the possibility of you being a Marechi, but he quickly dismisses that thought when he realizes that you are not wounded or bleeding in any way.

That's good —

Wait. Did he really feel relief when he confirmed your safety? He is a demon, for crying out loud!

His head spun with a mixture of confusion and rage towards the uncomfortable thump in his chest. What makes you so different, and why do you engulf his thoughts and bloodstream as if you were in control of him?

Whatever such an unfamiliar feeling may be, it should not deter him from accomplishing his duties under Muzan's orders; however, he couldn't bring himself to electrocute you.

Damn it. He harshly grits his teeth in realization: he wants to keep you alive and safe — you're too damn interesting to kill off. Sekido is undoubtedly in denial of his developing infatuation for you.

Unfortunately, his stubbornness prevents him from even approaching your glowering, quaking figure. He remains rooted on the same spot, opting to simply intensely gaze at you from afar.

KARAKU

His whole body tingles with excitement at your mere presence — you're so pleasing to look at.

He is an expressive suitor, and he spoils you with gifts and trinkets that remind him of you. Yes, his love language is gift giving.

Even if you appear closed-off, he will remain persistent yet patient. You wake up to various snacks, jewelry, and love letters scattered across your room.

You initially think that his feelings for you are superficial, but little did you know, no one has ever made Karaku's heart pump as loudly and powerfully as you.

You are already aware of his infatuation for you, but he still opts to declare his desire to be in a relationship with you through an immensely romantic gesture: rose petals scattered around a garden, lanterns sparkling brightly amidst the dark night, and an entrée of your favorite meals stacked on a tree stump.

He hates human food, as do any other demon, but he still makes an effort to ensure your happiness and satisfaction.

You may think his efforts diminish once you accept his proposal, yet it only heightens and strengthens.

You realize he truly loves you when he showcases how consistent, attentive, and patient he is. Even if you aren't always partaking in fun, exciting, and heart-pumping activities, Karaku is more than happy to be by your side.

You are his greatest pleasure, after all.

Cute, cute, cute! You are the cutest, prettiest little thing he has ever seen.

To him, you appear as a shiny, new plaything that could relieve him of his boredom. The night is still young, and he would love to spend it with you.

He remembers the hot springs by the slope of the mountains. His green-tinted eyes shine in excitement. If he invites you, would you come? He'll spare your life in exchange for a date!

He's much more straightforward and accepting of his feelings due to his insatiable nature that seeks novel and exciting experiences. He believes you could be the next best thing to happen to him after hundreds of years. Be a dear and accept his proposal, would you?

He approaches you cheerily, putting away his fan-like weapons. You step away and remain guarded, which only makes Karaku pout at you flippantly.

"Aww, don't be shy now. I won't hurt you if you agree to soak with me in the hot springs. How about that, pretty?"

He ignores the heated gazes aimed at his head by the other three behind him, well-aware that all of them feel a shared, unexplainable attraction to you.

The smirk on Karaku's face doesn't waver as he steps closer once more, and to his delight, you don't widen the distance between you and his tall, muscular figure.

Standing mere inches away from you, Karaku observes you with curious eyes — you're so cute with your quivering lips, dilated pupils, and glaring expression. You are unable to repress the shiver that runs through your veins when he licks his lips as he stares at yours.

Karaku is quite expressive with his evident infatuation for you, and he shortly sighs at the imagery of you and him entangled in one another in the hot springs. It's an unfamiliar feeling, but he is accepting of everything new and exciting. In this case, the new and exciting is none other than you.

Opting to close the inches of distance between you, he raises his free hand to caress your face; however, before he can make any contact with you, his movement is ceased with a firm grasp on his forearm—

Aizetsu?

AIZETSU

He wants to rid of all the sadness in your soul.

He shows his affection towards you through attentive and caring actions.

He isn't verbally expressive, and he oftentimes averts his gaze away from you if you catch him staring.

With how reserved he appears (paired with the tiny frown that settles firmly on his mouth), you initially assumed that he is indifferent towards you.

However, his actions speak louder than words — whenever you strain yourself too much, he quietly offers to massage the tension away from your shoulders; when you have a subtle downcast expression behind your smiles, he instantly picks up on it and sits you down, gently intertwining his fingers in yours.

"You can talk to me; I'm here to listen."

He is an amazing listener, and he will never pressure you into accepting him as your lover.

In fact, you're the one who decides to propose to him, assuring him that you return his feelings in the same magnitude.

His lips would quiver, and his his eyes would widen in surprise for a fraction of a second. Then — to your immense shock — he smiles. His smile is gentle, soft, and warm — a testament to his affection for you.

Once you begin dating, the trust you have for each other only deepens, and many sweet secrets and burdensome tales are shared between you.

You've never felt so safe with someone before, and you're certain that he'll love you no matter the circumstance; you will never be a burden to him.

You are the sole warmth of his gloomy heart, after all.

The constant whir of depressive thoughts seem to halt for a brief moment. His downturned eyes and furrowed brows twitch in awe at the mere sight of you.

You are so magnetic.

He silently gapes at you from where he stood, realizing that you have entranced the others as much as you've enticed him. He catches Sekido swallow a flustered expression and Karaku approach you with overflowing excitement in his jovial movements.

Aizetsu remains in a trance of bewildering yet intriguing emotions; however, seeing Karaku raise his hand to grasp you makes him instinctively — in a nearly primal response — sprint towards you, ceasing Karaku's hand from even touching a hair on your body.

"What do you think you're doing?" Karaku's carefree expression melts away, now replaced with restrained annoyance that slips through his voice.

"A lady under stress cannot give you proper consent to touch her," Aizetsu calmly yet firmly declares, releasing his uncharacteristically tight grip on his fellow demon's forearm.

"Hah!? Who are you to say what's right or not — you're a damn demon, for crying out loud! You're always so boring as hell, Aizetsu!" With each sentence, Karaku's chipper voice grew into a deeper, rougher bark.

You notice him curl his fists into a ball, veins bulging out due to irrepressible pressure. Aizetsu faces him calmly, his ever-present frown deepening.

Are these demons — clones of the Upper Moon Four — about to fight each other over you?

As you stand there with a flabbergasted expression replacing your initial look of determination, Aizetsu cranes his neck to gaze at you; his gaze softens.

"I'm so sorry you have to witness this. It saddens me to see you in great distress."

Your mouth gapes at his polite and genuine tone. Before you could utter some sort of response, the demon adorned with massive wings interrupted the bubbling confrontation.

UROGI

He'd sacrifice his joy if it means you could live your life in eternal happiness.

His flippant personality turns down a notch once he realizes his attraction towards you.

He doesn't want you to think that he's pursuing you out of boredom.

However, he gets a little too overwhelmed with bursts of happiness circulating throughout his body when he's near you.

For the most part, you bear witness to him intently ogling at you with dilated pupils, wings fluttering in intermittent jitters.

He's like a puppy! Well, he has the literal anatomy of an eagle, yet you can't help but internally swoon at his dog-like mannerisms.

If you invite him to spend time with you under the stars, it's with utmost certainty that he agrees with unhidden glee.

He gets so wholesomely joyful when you reciprocate his display of affection.

He is quite the smooth-talker, tongue always prepared with a quip that makes you burst in wheezing laughter.

He's also well-equipped when it comes to comforting you with soothing affirmations of love and comfort. You can't help but fall into his strong embrace as he whispers promises of a better tomorrow.

When he engulfs you in a hug, his wings act as another layer of warmth and protection, making you melt deeper into his body as you sigh in contentment.

You establish a relationship without even needing a direct confession — which you initially found ironic, considering how his words and tender touches were the main driving force of your intimacy.

In the end, your presence fills him with indescribable happiness, and he would spend the rest of his life ensuring that you feel the same sensation of joy.

For the first time in his centuries as a demon, he feels the smile plastered on his face falter. Why, why, why — why are the other demons obviously enticed by your presence?

When you caught his gaze, he felt a cold shiver rush through the span of his body, up to the tips of his wings. It is terrifyingly unfamiliar, yet he wishes to feel more of the ecstasy your mere existence makes him feel.

He wants you all to himself — he wants to grasp you by your waist and fly you above the clouds. He wants to feel your warm palms pressed against his chest as he flies through gorgeous sceneries that he wishes to witness with you.

However, that's easier said than done.

Sekido — that annoying stick-in-the-mud — is quiet in deep contemplation for once in his life. Apart from that, you are currently in between a raging Karaku and an uncommonly unyielding Aizetsu.

Urogi feels his talons chip at the coarse dirt below him, and as if he cannot bear to see the shadow of fear in your eyes any longer, he slacks his jaw and screams.

His attack won't harm the demons around him; after all, they share the same cells, but it still effectively brings the attention to him and away from you. He wants to give you a moment to breathe, and you somehow deduce the intent of his gesture from the slight crinkle of his bright eyes.

Urogi's head-splitting screech results in all four demons glowering at one another. A realization settles in the air and a twinge of possessiveness and unbridled desire become potent.

No words are spoken, yet they all seem to finally comprehend the situation: they all want you, and you won't be shared. The cells in their bodies furiously screech in yearning for your touch, attention, and entirety. It was a terribly atypical feeling, but who are they to restrain themselves from attaining satiety? They're demons, after all, and they want you — even if it means fighting each other.

It felt like forever until all four pairs of eyes gazed at you once more. A painful rush of fear, confusion, and anticipation courses through your body. However, before you could regain a fighting stance, the one with the blood-red eyes spoke,

"Slayer, we have decided to settle our differences in private. Until then, know that we will be returning, and one of us will take you as our lover."

You simply leave your jaw hanging low, rendered speechless by the bewildering declaration. You hear the distant shouts of Tanjiro and your fellow slayers, and you turn your head towards the direction of their presence for a mere second, quickly gazing back at the demons —

They're gone.

The field is left empty and you are left baffled in a spiral of conflicting emotions. You feel your legs wobble, and you fall to your knees. Your heart hammers in your chest as you heave loudly at the demons' intentions:

They will be back, and one of them will take you — a human — as their bride.

A/N: I tested out a new format involving (hopefully) discernable switches from headcanons to imagines. The bulleted points are basically the clones daydreaming about dating you — they're simping, for real.

Anyway, I hope it's to your liking, Anon, even if I diverged a little from your request. I just wanted to see some internal conflict from the Hantengu clones, hehe. Maybe in another life — another post — they could be reincarnated into the modern era and actually spend time with you.

[magicalbunbun]

Morden Au.

(Kind of)

!!There is no informations about Hantengu or Urami!

Why sekido is way older the his brothers? Well that because he was not actually planed to be born, he got born by accident when his father and mother where still in college that why he is way older then his brothers.

But at last he really fall in love with Y/n that both have zohakuten when they were around 22 or 20, because they really wanted a child, and when they got zohakuten....oh boi.....they really loved him so much, that he is spoiled rotten by his mother and his father.

Aizetsu end the college at 19 and works as a doctor.

Urogi and karaku are still in college but are at the end.

Sekido and Y/n live in nice small but big house in the forest by the lake, they really love live there because is nice and calm.

Sekido is a business man.

Thats all for now!!~

[nimmie-nugget]

~Hantengu Clones x Disgust Clone Reader~

Reminder: drink water and eat a full meal! Turn on dark mode if it’s currently night where you live~ wouldn’t want ya eyes to hurt right?~ —go to your profile and press the icon that’s on the VERY right, then click “General Settings” and scroll down a bit till you see “Color Palette” and there should be a few options for ya there!—

Warnings: ooc, not proofread, your not gonna like Karaku’s part, you might shit your pants

Note: I’ve had this in my mind for quite a long time!!! Google better be right for the kanji’s I have next to the clone’s names or Istg- This doesn’t mean I won’t stop doing Tokito twins content tho! I’ve been posting some other things instead of Tokito content so i just wanted to reassure~ don’t worry Tokito enthusiastic’s! Your emotion is disgust and your color is a mix of Yellow and Green~ Platonic ofc or else self love has a new meaning💀 Enjoy <3

Masterlist+Introduction

Masterlist

Sekido 怒

You CANNOT come to me and tell me this is not toxic. 💀🖕

Both of you argue the most out of the clones

There was a time your argument got WAY out of hand ‘n both of you started using your BDA like crazy!

Your always pointing out his lil flaws

Tho Sekido’s clothes are more tolerable.

You tease him but not as much as Karaku

Long story short both of you want each other to die 😣

“Why not you fix your hair before you start talking?”

“WE HAVE THE SAME HAIRSTYLE YOU BRAT!”

These two lines kinda giving sibling energy- 👆

Karaku 愉

Your grossed out by the fact he doesn’t wear proper clothing.

Just one touch and you go

“AHHHH!!! THIS IS UTTERLY DISGUSTING!”

Teases you A LOT. You and Sekido most likely teamed up once just to get him to shut up 😬

I think he just considers you a whore at this point-

Considering you always look at his abs ‘n shit but your just trynna tell him to wear some clothes in the most judging way possible 😭

How did he even miss that gaze full of disgust!? HECK it’s your emotion-

“I know you like this Y/n~” he says as he licks his hand. Bro’s a cat fr💀

You gave him the most disgusted look ever that day.

Urogi 幸

He’s too much for you to handle-

Your losing your sanity yeah tots like you didn’t lose it years ago😃

Let’s just say your BDA is to be able to mind control-

The moment he uses his BDA you instantly use your BDA on him if your near.

Tho despite you literally being disgusted of him in every single way, you still hold some respect for him.

“A,IS)EJWAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” *Activated BDA*

You groan as you activate your BDA “I don’t have time for this! And keep ya mouth shut would ya?! Your voice is disgusting.”

Aizetsu 愁

You must admit he is quite tolerable then the other clones but that’s what makes it more disgusting.

You two have a pretty decent relationship.

Tho his outfit…it’s disgusting.

You don’t really hold…much disgust towards him???

Tho it’s just probably because he doesn’t annoy you much as the other clones.

OH YOU WERE VERY WRONG 😨

Your the only clone who doesn’t tease him or act serious.

That’s the explanation to him latching to your arm 24/7 👆💀

“UGHHH!!! GET OFF ME! YOUR FUCKING HEAVY!” You yelled.

“…Y/n don’t yell…that makes me sad…” he said clutching onto his staff

“This disgusts me. You disgust me.”

Yep, ya had to use your BDA to get him off.

But why ya gotta be so mean!!? >:(

But hey! Aizetsu’s confirmed to be a cat 😼

Zohakuten 憎

Let’s just say ALL of the clones are in a black void when Hantengu is in control 😶

Never though I’d say this but this relationship is WAY more toxic then yours with Sekido 😰

Your always commenting on how disgusting he is.

Roast him like a Roblox kid 😎

Tho you won’t be getting away just easily.

Considering he’s the STRONGEST of the clones you’ll def be beat to pieces 😭

“Ngh!…is that all you got? Your unreliable dragons can’t do shit to me! Utterly disgusting.” You say with a grin.

Hell you faced so many tortures that day- tho what scared ya the most was the fact that your regeneration slowed down 😰

Like- HOW!?!?

You swore to never go overboard with HIM ever again 🫡

[bwabys-scenarios]

Hey! Goodnight!

Well, I would like to ask for headcanons of Hantengu clones x Wifey reader of how they would be with her pregnant and with the baby

(Ps. I really love your fanfics with the Hantengu clones! ❤)

Hantengu clones x pregnant!wife!reader

SFW/NSFW HCs

Warnings: possessiveness, pregnant sex, oral, creampie(obviously)

Sfw

-once they learn of your pregnancies be prepared to be treated like a QUEEN! I mean they already treat you so well but their affections increase 10x

-Urogi is the most excited and protective, keeps stealing you away to hide you in his nest, though later in your pregnancy he stops and instead builds a nest out of blankets for you at home!

-Aizetsu takes over most of the domestic duties, only allowing you to go to town to get supplies. He also starts taking baths with you more often and massages your sore feet and back.

-Karaku is very invested in baby names and just things about the baby! He helps pick out clothes and builds a crib and pretty much whatever else you want!!

-Sekido acts like he doesn’t care but he secretly cares the most. He absentmindedly places a hand on your tummy and talks to the baby when he thinks you’re asleep.

-speaking of hands on your tummy, you will not go a day without at least two of the clones rubbing your belly and cooing about how big you’re getting.

-they have no idea what to do when you get hormonal, sekido gets kicked out of the house at least once a week for yelling at you because he’s so nervous about your mood

-they are much more gentle with you, especially Urogi, before he’d be a bit rowdy but now when he holds you it feels like he’s handling glass

-they will not hesitate to run out and get whatever food you’re craving(if it’s night)

-you end up having more than one baby, possibly even quadruplets!!

-your children will never want for anything, because their dads spoil them absolutely ROTTEN

NSFW

-okay so they are so much more gentle with you

-all sexual activity stops once you’re 6 months along

-but before that they literally can’t keep their hands off of you

-especially Urogi he goes feral every time he sees you

-Karaku literally can’t go a day without being inside you or you jerking him off!! just so horny for you!!

-when you start producing milk all of the boys want a taste!!

-they can’t help but cum inside you now, expect to be absolutely full of cum at all times

-Aizetsu will just have tears rolling down your face after eating you out for hours on end 😭😭🙏

-sekido gets banned from any sex after month 2 because he’s too big and rough, though you do jerk him off and let him cockwarm you if he promises to be gentle!!

[angelic-dew]

Hiya!! Can I please get some Sekido smut please? If you can, can it be a bit short (i know some of your fics are long) with an afab reader!

PRETTY PLEASE. I will get on my knees. 😍

˚₊‧꒰ wanting desire.☆꒱‧₊˚.!

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍓 ୧・author note :: way to expose me anon,, i tried to keep it short, still ended up being long so you do have a point ;-;

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍷 ୧・pairing :: sekido x afab reader — {you/your pronouns}

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 💌 ୧・summary + word count :: after going so long without feeling eachother's touch, your beloved demon lost control and took you right then and there for a pleasurable night. + [1327] words. smut.

✧༉‧��˚୨ ⚡ ୧・trigger warnings :: smut. degradation. sex in the wilderness. rough intercourse. edging. marking. biting. hickeys. grammatical errors || children please leave, 18+ content. proofread.

“A-ahh~! Sekido! Be gentler, please darling!” That’s all that was heard, the high pitch wail that stretched far throughout the quiet, serene atmosphere. A cry of pure pleasure that was, one that captivated such content and dispersed such need, desire, such utter thirst for the pleasure to have more. Your words were nothing but veritable lies.

 Falsity. It was evident in the lewd expression that only remained permanently on your face, never leaving for even the smallest fraction of a second for the sheer lust you felt was too much to simply even emit from under those filthy lips of yours. Your face only crinkled as a wide grin plastered itself along your face; the feeling only grew increasingly and at a rapid rate. 

You weren’t even sure if you were able to properly function at all at this rate. Your words were almost utter mush and gibberish rolled up together to form a stuttered mess filled with moans of passion and heavy, sharp breaths.

By the grace of God, you managed to utter a few words here or there but nothing one could truly make out at this rate. You didn’t like this feeling, it was all too much pleasure to be indulged in! But you can’t even deny it even if your entire existence honestly depended on it, it felt amazing. 

Was this like a guilty pleasure to you at this point? Surely it had to be. 

You could only wonder what lead you to this predicament. Was it your needs that became too much to bare? Was it the fact you haven’t felt in touch in which was absolute eons now? Truthfully, it just happened. But how could you complain about this sensation, it felt almost surreal yet so nostalgic again, your hot-tempered lover finally making the time to have one’s pleasure with his beloved human was surely a dream come true, to be frank. 

Well, he had pent-up rage for how long now? I would assume those numbers wouldn’t matter nor did it need to, all that mattered was what was happening at present.

Sexual tension and so much anger that has been built up? Could you dream of anything better? His touch was so rough, like needles and so coarse yet you felt a sense of ease. Was it the endless amount of delight being washed over you tenfold by the moment?

So many questions, so few answers; but why would these questions need answers? You needed him and he needed you more than you could ever imagine. That's all the answers you needed. 

“Fuck yeah, you damn whore- Take all my cock the fucking little slut you are for me,” the demon of anger deeply bellowed under his breath, his voice laced with lascivious and of course an animalistic nature as it snapped you back to reality instantly; your little mind bubble popped. 

Your vision was a complete mess as everything became hazy and blurred as warm tears of pleasure welled up in your eyes like a little waterfall getting ready to pour down warm, salty tears at any moment.

The blush that deeply resembled your lover’s eyes tinted your cheeks with the rosy pigment rather nicely, complimenting your skin tone; the warmth of it being almost sickening as it could barely be controlled.

You felt the soft yet spikey grass underneath your body jab at your back once more like little fern-green needles from the earth. The glacier gust of the gale was almost chilling as it passed through the air aimlessly, almost as if it caressed your sweaty body, your nipples became chafed. Only pleasing the crimson eyes of the demon looming over you. 

“Could you be any more slutty? What did I even get myself into? Do you even know what you are to me? A fucking cockslut that wants my dick, that’s what you are,” Sekido spoke once more this time, more arousal shrouding his words as he gripped your thighs that messily rested upon his mocha shoulders.

His sharp, serrated nails sink into your flesh as the further he tightens his grip, the mad man-like grin which permanently stained his face grew just a tad bit. He had stamina for days at this point, it felt like you two were at it for ages. 

Your slimy walls just squeezed tightly around his meaty, fat length. “So sensitive..” that was more of a murmur from under his breath, however, utter excitement was laced through the words.

His thrusts we repetitive and had some sort of a rhythm to them, deep and consistent yet rough to the very last T. A perfect combination. Nor was he anything from slow and gentle, fast and filled with desire, but it felt passionate in some form or another.

Your cunt felt itself tightening further, more and more around his thick member that eagerly slammed into you continuously, not breaking rhythm for even the slightest second. “Mm- I’m gonna cum s-soon!” that's all you could muster to say, that wasn’t all gibberish controlled by satisfaction. Your body trembled by his every touch, and that's what he liked, what he loved, what he craved. Like a glutton, he was for your reactions and smutty little expressions. 

“You fucking lil bitch, you like what daddy’s giving you, hm? Could you get any more dirty?” he teased you but more degradation was hinted. He was right, maybe you were but just for him, what’s the harm in it then? Really, what’s the harm in indulging in the bliss he provides for his darling slut?

Your obscured gaze didn’t help at all, the tears only continue to make this worse. However, you can make out a vague yet pleasant sight before you, the lovely form of your lover pounding deeply into your cunt, each thrust in an honest attempt to loosen your walls up.

His upper body was muscular but not over the top with muscles; his pecs were laced with various hickeys and bite marks so were his neck and collarbone, almost as if they were matching, but who’s to say you didn't look like you weren’t just attacked by an octopus.

Love bites were scattered along your entire figure, from your stomach to your neck. Peppered to perfection with many bites which marked what was his, you belong to him and him alone. 

“Fuck- such a naughty whore, aren’t you?” he said playfully as salty sweat cascaded ever so slowly down his body. He felt himself getting closer and closer with each slam into your wet cunt he did. The throbbing became unbearable for him at this rate but you had to make a mess first. 

Your nails seeped deeply into his mocha flesh, leaving behind little crescents implanted in his skin in their way. Your walls clamped harder in anticipation and so did your thighs tighten. The burning pool of heat and excitement built up steadily in the pit of your stomach as he whispered such filthy words into your ear. Words of such lust yet they were shaming you. 

His thrusts were fierce and rough, no trace of him slowing down could be accounted for was detected as well. The immense pleasure was edging you so much to reach your final climax; it was all just too much. How could you not give him what he wanted when he was giving you more than enough? 

It wasn’t long after you came all over him he that stuffed your wet, stretched-out centre completely. The thick but oozy consistency was to die for as it gradually spilt away from your poor hole. He was most certainly pleased as well, more or less proud as a matter of fact. He made you tremble beneath him and want his touch, pride definitely shot up in him at the sight of your abused cunt. 

As the soft prattle of the stream close by filled the atmosphere, you knew, the night had only just begun for you.

© angelic-dew :: please don't translate or reclaim without permission! Reblogs will be appreciated though! <3

[demiesworld]

Hi! Welcome back!

Can you write where the Hantengu clones catch their roommate walking around half naked because she thought no one was home (can be separate or together, whatever you prefer 😊)?

【♛demie: im going to include this to my hantengu quad squad college au because i read the word roommate and assumed it was for this. i will be doing their reactions separately lol i hope you enjoy this my love! ( ͡♥ 3 ͡♥)】

hantengu brothers reaction to you being half naked

characters: sekido, karaku, aizetsu, urogi, & fem!reader

synopsis: the hantengu brothers catch their roommate walking around half naked.

contents: sfw, swearing, suggestive themes (?)

notes: reader is a female. reader's pronouns are she/her. the hantengu clones are all human in this. they are depicted as quadruplet brothers. they are depicted as having tan and dark skin. they are all in college and their ages are 22.

P.S. I KNOW THE PICTURES IM USING THEY HAVE PALE SKIN, BUT THE ARTIST DREW IT BEFORE THE ANIME WAS RELEASED AND THESE ARE THE ONLY PICTURES THAT ARE SUITABLE FOR THIS.

Today was Sekido's personal day, it was a time off he had away from school, away from work, and most importantly away from his obnoxious, annoying younger brothers. He had put in a request to his job to have this day solely off, he picked this day because it was a holiday away from school, and threatened texted his brothers not to be at the house because he wanted to be at home alone. If they had any complaints against it they could, and his own words, "Kiss his ass"

Although it appeared that the only person Sekido forgot to tell that he was home alone was you. Their only female roommate.

He woke up that late-morning in a particularly good mood. The eldest of the quadruplets did his usual morning routine. He washed his face with a dermatologist recommended sensitive skin facial wash then applied an SPF 30 lotion on his face. He took out his mouth guards that he uses to keep from grinding away at his teeth at night and placed them into a container. As he exits his personal bathroom, Sekido went into his bedroom to grab his laundry basket filled to the brim with dirty clothes.

He carries the basket to the laundry room, expecting for it to be unoccupied and the washer and dryer to be empty. Except for when he slides the door open, he's stunned to say the least, to see you in there. It wasn't that Sekido was surprised to see you, since he knew that you lived there with them, but it was surprising for him to see what exactly you were wearing.

You were only in your sports bra and boy-shorts.

Your back was turned to him, and you had your Airpods in as you were listening to music. You were finishing up your laundry that you had started from the previous night, moving clothes from the washing machine into the dryer. As you were moving clothes from machine to machine, and machine to basket, you were wiggling your hips to the beat of the music that played.

Sekido's face felt warm as he witnessed you bending over at the hip to reach into the dryer and gather your clean clothes just to toss them into a basket next to you. He wasn't as sexually-inclined as his brothers Karaku and Urogi were, but when he saw you bent over like that, Sekido had to control himself from pouncing on you.

He clears his throat and softly stutters, "Y-Y/N," You didn't hear him so he said your name louder, "Y/N," Again you didn't hear and Sekido growls in frustration before shouting, "Y/N!"

The vibrations of your name being shouted pulled you out of your trance and you plucked an Airpod out of your ear. You looked over your shoulder to see Sekido standing in the threshold of the laundry room holding a basket of clothes.

A radiant smile grew on your face, and you greet your fellow roommate, "Mornin' Se-ki-do!" your pleasant and sweet voice sings to him jubilantly.

He grumbles, "It's Sekido. W-Why are you here today and why are you not wearing any clothes?"

You look down at your outfit, "I am wearing clothes Sekido, what are you talking about?"

"You're walking around here naked! Do you always do that when we're not around?"

"I'm not naked, Sekido, I'm wearing clothes."

He huffs and turns his attention away from you, "Whatever! Are you going to be here all day then?"

You shrug your shoulders, "Pretty much, yeah," and nod your head.

"Ugh!"

His other brothers were gone for the evening. Sekido had to work late, Aizetsu was tutoring with some girl, and Urogi was at the gym working out. So for Karaku it seemed like the perfect time for him to walk around in his underwear. Most of the time he would just strut through the house in his grey sweatpants, nothing underneath, and would get chastised by Sekido because his dick would be swinging about.

Like bro, why are you looking at his dick? Weirdo.

Karaku walked out of his bedroom that night only wearing his black boxer-briefs and headed into the kitchen. It was the only opportunity he had to almost free-ball. The second oldest Hantengu brother had free reign to do what he wanted.

He just forgot to remind you, their female roommate, that he was home walking around like this. Though to his surprise he wasn't the only one that decided to walk around the house half-naked. In fact, he wasn't the only one who thought they were alone.

There you were in the kitchen, eating your favorite flavor of ice cream out of the pint. You were dressed in your bra and underwear, something more revealing than your usual modest clothes. You locked eyes with Karaku and jolted when you saw that he was in the house. You thought you had the house to yourself.

He didn't show any sort of surprise or shock like you did. He didn't even scramble to leave the kitchen. Instead he just barked out a laugh, "Hey there twin!"

"What the fuck! Karaku, what are you doing here? I thought you had left for the gym!"

Karaku pouted, "That was Urogi that left for the gym, babe, not me." He goes over to the fridge and searches inside for a snack, "Did you forget that I work out in the early morning?"

Oh yeah that was right. He did work out in the early mornings. You remember now. You poke your spoon into your ice cream pint and take another bite before asking him, "Why are you walking around in your underwear?"

"Touché, honey," He replies to you and he whips out last night's leftovers from the refrigerator to toss it into the microwave. "What are your plans for tonight?"

You shrug your shoulders, "Literally nothing. Why do you ask?"

He grinned at you, "Wanna watch an episode of Chainsaw Man together?"

You couldn't say no to watch one of your favorite anime shows.

"This is absurd," Aizetsu grumbles as he pushes back the sofa in the living room to clean underneath it. "Completely absurd." He grimaces at the trash revealed on the wooden floor. There's opened packages of chips, candy wrappers, and if he squints just hard enough he could see a used condom.

This sucks. He hates that Sekido had given him the chore to clean their living room. Especially when Aizetsu had already did Karaku's and Urogi's assigned chores. Of course the twins offered him money in exchange for doing them, but having to do their work was annoying from time to time. He had his own things to do, and doing his brothers chores wasn't one of them.

But alas they needed to keep the house clean because they had a new roommate among them. A female at that. A girl that all of the brothers, including Sekido, liked because she was only on time with the rent money, tipped in to pay the utilities, and helped around the house when it came to cooking and cleaning.

Speaking of you, Aizetsu wondered where you were today since it was one of your days off from your classes. He didn't see you this morning during breakfast and it was getting to be in the afternoon so you must have went out for the day.

As he was sweeping up the trash on the floor, Aizetsu's back was facing you when you had walked into the living room to take a seat on the couch.

"Aah!" You shrieked, "Aizetsu!"

He was startled by your scream and looked over his shoulder at you with a timid smile. "H-Hey Y/N-" he stopped himself when he saw that you were wearing nothing but your bra and underwear. In your hand, a half-eaten sandwich. "O-Oh I'm sorry for looking!" He screams as he drops the broom and covers his eyes with his hands.

You retort, "I thought no one was supposed to be home! Why are you here?"

"Because I needed to clean the living room it's messy in here! Look you can just d-do you th-thing okay? I'm not going to look at you, I promise!"

You peeked your head out into the hallway from your bedroom's door threshold trying to see if any of the quadruplets were home. It didn't appear to be so. You didn't hear rambunctious yelling or boisterous laughing coming from anywhere. So you assumed that they were all gone for the day. Sweet.

You stepped out of your bedroom just wearing your bra and underwear. You figured since you had the house to yourself, walking around like this shouldn't be a problem. Plus with the brothers gone you could get some school work done without Urogi or Karaku pestering you for answers to simple questions.

A sigh went past your lips as you went into the kitchen and made yourself a quick breakfast. When you were done with that, you entered back into the hallway and nearly had your heart jump out of your chest when you saw a shadow figure go into Urogi's room.

You stood there quiet. It was just you in the house, so whoever or whatever this is was probably an intruder. You gently place your breakfast on an end table beside you, and grabbed a hold of Sekido's tall umbrella.

You stalked in the direction of Urogi's bedroom, holding the umbrella over your shoulder and pushed open his door. Your vigilant eyes saw a back facing you and a shadow rummaging through Urogi's belongings in his drawer.

Without thinking or announcing your presence you whacked the "intruder" with the umbrella.

"Ow! What the fuck!"

"Get out of my house you fucking bastard! I'll kill you!" You shout as you attack him with the umbrella and got him to the floor.

"Hey! Stop it! Y/N stop! It's me Urogi damnnit!"

You pause with the umbrella lifted over your head and were surprised to see your roommate, Urogi, laying on the floor on his back. You lowered your weapon and smile to him bashfully. "Whoops, heh heh, I thought you were a burglar..."

Urogi frowns at you and scoots away so he could stand up on his feet. His body was aching from the numerous times you hit him with the damned umbrella. "What the hell man? That really frickin' hurt ya know?" He rubbed his arm, and then his eyes dawned on your outfit. The youngest quadruplet chuckled, "Good thing to know I'm not the only one who sleeps naked though."

That earned him another hit with the umbrella to the head.

notes: okay so im ngl i ZOOMED through this just to get completed. BUT I HOPE IT'S STILL GOOD LOL tell me what you think in the comments!!

© 2023 demiesworld. pls do not repost on any other websites. do not plagiarize. any similarities referenced is a coincidence.

[nymphoheretic]

In His Clothes

Nymph: After months of waiting, drama, losing my sweet anon babies, seasonal depression, I've finally finished one of the NSFW fics of Wearing their clothing headcanons. These were not supposed to be fics, but c'est la vie. I hope you all enjoy!

Synopsis: You should have known better than to wear their clothing. The possessive looks should have been enough, but their clothes were so big and comfy....

Warnings: 18+ explicit smut, degrading, biting, blood, marking, bondage (sekido binds the readers hands), knotting, cervix kissing, dry humping, squirting (let me know if I forgot anything)

Special shoutout: Thank you @unknownspecies and @suyacho for beta-reading this!

Sekido didn't know what to expect when he came into his room to find you trying on one of his kimonos – the large fabric nearly swallowing your frame as the long sleeves hid your hands. The open neck shows a line of your abdomen down to the lacy black underwear you wore. The sight of your nipples straining against the material made his mouth water and cock hard. 

"Little brat...."

The sound of his growl startles you. "Seki..." you whisper, starting to close the open gap of the kimono, but Sekido was fast. Faster than what your eyes comprehend as he already wrestled you onto his lap – his hands cupping your breasts.

"Look at you, nasty bitch. You know what wearing my clothes does to me." One hand leaves your breasts to grab the fat of your hip, bringing you to a slow grind over his lap. "Feel what the fuck you do to me. Feel exactly what I'm going to fuck you so stupid with." His cock twitches as your dampening core rocks against the swelling length.

Your hands move to grab his shoulders as you loll your head back to the rhythm of his grinding, but Sekido had other plans. Taking the obi from the kimono he was wearing as he took your wrists. At your gasp, he uses the sash to tie your hands up in a tight knot behind your back, the position, making your breasts jut out from the fabric of the kimono you stole.

Carmine eyes lock with yours as a dark look enters their depths. “Naughty sluts like you don’t get to touch me.” His voice was deep — rumbling in his chest. The rough pad of his thumb brushes over the hardened peaks of your nipple as the other hand grips your hip tightly to rock your throbbing pussy over his achingly hard cock.

“ kido...” You whimper out, back arching further into his touch and rubbing your dampening cunt of the hard length, trying to gain some type of friction to your burning clit. A scream bubbles up in your throat when his fangs graze the tip of your nipple, “Ah~, Sek-Sekido.” You cry out, your fingers flexing with the need to claw at him, to bring him closer, to touch him. 

Sekido swipes his tongue over your nipple, tasting the salt that coats your skin from the sweat that forms. He had half the mind to just leave you all tied up and needy for his dick as punishment for daring to steal his clothes, but the way you were grinding your hips, rubbing your needy pussy over his length made him rethink that decision. “Tell me, little slayer,” his voice rumbles in your ear as he calls to you, “Do you think you deserve my cock, my knot? Have you earned that right?”

You struggle to answer as his claws dig into the fat of your hips and drag your drooling panty clad cunt over the swell of his cock in a hard grind, the friction causing your mind to go blank. It was only when his fangs bury into the junction of your neck and shoulder, warm blood spilling down your chest did you open your mouth. “Please! I don’t deserve it, but I need it.” You buck your hips, your damp panty clad clit catching the tip of his cock and sends a jolt of pleasure down your spine.

A dark chuckle leaves him as Sekido watches you with darkening red eyes. His hand tightens on your hips as he makes you rock faster, grinding harder against his cock as he bucks his hips into yours. “You’re right. You don’t deserve it. So you’re going to cum without me even touching this slutty cunt of yours.” His lips turn up in a mocking sneer as your honeyed cries reach his ears as your feeble attempts to get him to stop fails.

Digging your nails into the material of the sash tied around your wrists, tears burn in the corners of your eyes as Sekido continues to rock you over the hard muscles of his thigh, pussy clenching around air as your mouth falls open in a silent scream. You want to weep, beg and sob for his fingers – his cock. Something to fill the burning ache that settles in your core. But you know better, Sekido trains you well. He gave you an order to cum untouched and that was what you were going to do. No matter how much you plead with the demon of rage. 

Sekido groans as he feels your slick drenching his thigh, his cock twitching to life and causing a tent under his own robe. A growl vibrates in his chest as he stares up at you, biting back the love sick smirk that wants to curl at his lips. He would never let you see exactly how much you affect him – how much you manage to worm your way into his anger-induced heart. “Cum, whore. And maybe I'll be nice and let you sit on my cock.” He moves on hand from your hip to the apex of your thighs, thumb circling your clit in rough hard circles that makes your head fall back and a scream bellows from your chest.

Your pussy spasms from the stimulation, cum dripping out of you as your hips continue to rock over Sekido’s lap and grind your slick over him. “‘Kido...I-” your words are cut off as he spins you around so that your back is facing him, claws shredding the thin material of your panties. You watch with bated breath as Sekido bunches the fabric of his kimono up under your breasts as he frees his dick from the confines of his restrictive clothing.

Biting down on your lip, a low hiss leaves you as Sekido lines his thick mushroomed head at your drippy little hole, swiping it over your clit and tapping it on your entrance. His voice rumbles in your ear before his fangs graze over the fleshy shell. “You dirty slut. Cumming untouched and making such a filthy mess. Looks like I need to plug up this nasty pussy. Don't expect me to be gentle either.”

You didn't want it anyway else as the demon of rage pulls you down onto his heavy dick, bottoming out in one single thrust as his claws dig into your bound wrists. Another scream is torn from you, but it was cut short when your lover wraps his hand around the back of your neck, long fingers pressing firmly on your arteries while his thumb rests on your vocal cords.

“Shut the fuck up.” His voice rumbles in his chest, vibrating against your back as he speaks. Sekido thrusts roughly up into you, heavy balls clapping on the skin of your ass as he fucks you hard and deep. “You don't get to say a word.” He applies just a bit more pressure to your neck, his other hand digging into the fat of your hip. An idea forms in his mind as a slow smirk tilts at his lips. “Hn.” He lets out a small chuckle, his thrusts slowing until he stops completely. 

Sekido growls when a whine escapes you and the flat of his fingers smac loudly against the mound of your cunt. “Stop whining like a cock hungry whore. If you want my cock so badly, do it yourself. Fuck yourself and make yourself cum.”

You gasp at his words. Sekido has never let you have control like this before and honestly you didn’t know if you wanted it. You want him to drill up into you until you’re a sobbing, cumming mess. “Seki—” You words are cut off when the hand that he has wrapped around the back of your neck tightens just enough to make your head swim from the lack of oxygen-rich blood to your brain. 

“Are you fucking deaf, slayer? Or are you too cockdrunk already?” He growls, slapping and pinching your sensitive nub repeatedly. Over and over again until you were damn near screaming and shaking from the intensity of the orgasm that washes over you. “Now, fucking bounce on my cock. That’s the last time I’m giving you an orgasm. The next one is on your own or I’ll fucking edge you all night long.”

A soft whimper leaves you at Sekido’s promise — he never makes empty threats. With your hands still tied behind your back, you use your legs to lift your body, pussy squelching as his cock drags slowly through your folds. You start off slow, the muscles in your thighs burning and screaming from the overusage, but you don't stop as you rise and sink on his thick cock. The bulbous tip pressing against that sweet spot that only he could reach. You bite your lip, so hard that you nearly break the delicate flesh and spill blood.

You toss your head back, mouth dropping open as you take in more of his length. Your eyes begin to water as you feel the slow swelling forming at the base of Sekido’s cock. His knot. There was no way you would be able to sink down far enough without his help. “Pul-please, daddy...” You whisper softly, hoping the name would shake your demon lover.

And it did. Sekido’s eyes snap open, glowing lustfully as a growl falls from his lips. “Desperate slut. Calling me that, knowing the effect it has.” He sits up, his wide chest against your back as his arm hooks under your thigh. Lifting his hips, he fucks into you with brutal, punishin thrusts, grunting as he slowly forces his knot deep inside your tight little hole. “Ha~ Nasty bitch. Needed her fucking daddy’s help to plug up this cunt with his seed?”

He doesn’t give you time to answer as his fangs bury themselve into your shoulder, blood swelling up in the punctures. Sekido’s greedy tongue laps at the spilling crimson as he knocks into the swollen spony spot, his knot swelling to its fullness inside you and plugging up your hole. “Cum, you greedy slut. Cum for me so I can fill ths unworthy pussy with my seed.” He gives you harsher, deeper strokes — fucking his knot in deeper as his hand circles around your waist to nestle between your slick thighs to rub hard, tight circles on your swollen clit.

“Fuck! Daddy ‘Kido...” You whine out as your body convulses, your pussy tightening around his cock and fluttering as you cum hard. Squirt gushes from you and soaks his balls in your essence. You could feel the way his cock pulses inside you, throbbing and swelling even further as Sekido nears his high. 

A grunt is all he utters as he locks his hips, pulling you down as far as he could onto his cock until the swollen tip was pressed so snuggly against your cervix. Sekido’s dick twitches as his cum spills over, hot and thick, flooding your womb and painting it white. His knot holds steady as you slump back against his chest, completely spent and he could not help the small chuckle that vibrates in his chest. “Idiot. Wear my clothes again and I’ll fuck you twice as hard.” He wraps his arms around you, his knot still holding tight as he rolls onto his side. Gliding his palms over your curves in what he thinks is a soothing manner as he laps at the nasty bleeding bite mark, he says. “Sleep, slayer. You’ll need your strength because if you’re still wearing my kimono when I awake, I’m fucking you all over again.”

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Part 2 of 

Aizetsu x Reader (Hashira)

Part 1

“Oh how delightful~” Karaku said from behind you. Wrapping his arms around you and licking your neck. You shivered and tried to get him off of you but he didn’t DARE let go. “Get off her Karaku. You're making me upset.” Aizetsu said while grabbing you away from him. You were just stunned. No words, just stunned. “Both of you stop bickering. It's pissing me off.” 

Sekido said with anger. Walking up to you, staring you in the eyes. “If you are with the others. You're with me too. She's pretty pathetic for a hashira.” He scoffed. You nudged Aizetsu to let you go and he did, you walked to Sekido and smiled. “You look like you need a hug.” And hugged him. He stood there, stunned. Wondering why that was your first reaction. You heard laughing from behind you. Looking up you see Sekido blushing like CRAZY. 

You started giggling and cupped his cheek with your hand, kissing him and walking away, leaving him there. Urogi was getting a kick out of this and was laughing so hard. He practically fell on the floor laughing.

It has been 2 weeks since the demon slayer corp has heard from you, usually you get in and get out with your missions. When your crow had returned to them claiming that you had been taken away by an uppermoon, the other hashira were not too happy about it.

“Are you kidding me..” Sanemi said in annoyance. 

Mitsuri was dreaded to hear the news and started crying. She loved you! (In a friendly way.) “How could this happen! I was there! I didn’t know she was there!”

Shinobu was comforting Mitsuri, “Maybe she will return? We should always hope for the best.”

Muichiro was the most furious of them all. He might forget a lot of things, but he could never forget you. “I am going back.” and he was gone in a flash. 

“We pray for your safety.. Kind soul..” Gyomei had tears streaming down his eyes as he prayed for your safety.

“Another hashira gone… We can’t replace them fast enough..” Obanai said coldly, not caring that you were gone. 

Giyuu didn’t really say anything.

Kagaya was deeply upset at another one of his children going missing.

You were pampering Aizetsu since the other 3 clones had left to go hunt for humans. Kissing all over his face and cuddling him. He would let out the cutest giggles and repay your kindness with his own. Kissing you back and loving you. He would fidget with your hair and every so often bury his face into the crook of your neck to just take in your scent. It might sound weird but it felt comforting to him. You didn’t find it weird at all (hopefully) and thought it was cute!

 “You make me so happy.. It makes me want to cry..” You smiled and kissed him on the cheek. You loved him very much, you loved all the clones very much! The more time you spend with them the more you fall for them. You know if you were caught loving them, you would be forced to kill yourself. But did you care? Not really.

Aizetsu had nuzzled into your neck and started softly kissing your neck, causing you to chuckle since it felt almost ticklish. He was mumbling sweet nothings into your neck, causing your face to be bright red. You were sitting on his lap when Urogi came bursting through the door. (You guys found an abandoned house to rest in when it was daytime) He looked at you two for a minute and started chuckling. “Aizetsu stop hogging all the fun!~” Aizetsu looked at him angrily interrupting his moment with you. “What do you want Urogi.. You are upsetting me..”

 Urogi sighed and looked at the two of you seriously. “That black and blue haired hashira is back, and keeps shouting your name, (Name).” You stopped smiling. “Muichiro… No he shouldn’t be here. Get him out of her WITHOUT hurting him.. Please..” You asked Urogi and he nodded. “Anything you wish for my dove~” You blushed at the sudden nickname. “I will tell the others not to hurt him!” He laughed a bit and asked “What is he to you anyway.” He asked a bit more seriously but still smiling. “He's my little brother..” he started smiling more. “Ohh! I thought he was trying to steal you from us~” He walked over to you lifting your chin and kissing you before leaving.

Aizetsu had an angry look on his face, he looked at you and pulled you closer. Hugging you tightly. “Pay attention to me. It's making me sad that you're paying more attention to him than me.” You giggled at his act of jealousy. “Aww~ you're so cute Aizetsu!” You continued to pamper him with kisses and attention for hours.

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(Sinful Sunday)

Sekido having reader as a maid au in his own mansion so he haves fun with her whenever he wants. When he sees a guest flirt with reader he so enraged when the guest leaves he whips reader and claims her as his own and then he demand she no longer wear any underwear around him whenever they are alone

Warnings: non/con elements, fem!Reader, Sekido lives in a mansion

SINFUL SUNDAY

In the opulent halls of Sekido's mansion, you found yourself in the unique position of serving as his maid. The lavish setting was a stark contrast to the modesty of your uniform, but you navigated the opulence with grace. Days were spent attending to the needs of the grand estate, ensuring every corner sparkled with pristine cleanliness. Little did you know that your routine was about to take an unexpected turn.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the mansion, a distinguished guest arrived. Sekido, known for his stoicism, greeted them with a reserved nod. The air was thick with an unspoken tension as the guest's eyes lingered on you. Your every move seemed to captivate them, and Sekido, though normally composed, felt a pang of unease.

As the night unfolded, the guest's flirtatious remarks became more pronounced. You, bound by the duties of your position, maintained a professional demeanor, but the tension was palpable.

Sekido, observing from a distance, felt an unfamiliar emotion bubbling within him — an unsettling mixture of anger and possessiveness.

The guest's advances became increasingly brazen, each word a provocation that fueled the growing fire within Sekido. He watched, jaw clenched, as the line between propriety and audacity blurred. It wasn't long before he could no longer contain his simmering rage.

Finally, unable to bear witness any longer, Sekido stepped forward, his voice sharp and cutting like a blade. "That's enough," he declared, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that could melt steel. "Leave now or I'll end your pathetic life."

The guest, taken aback by the sudden eruption of Sekido's wrath, excused themselves, leaving a trail of unease in their wake.

Alone in the aftermath, Sekido turned to you, his usual composure shattered. "You are mine," he declared, his tone possessive and raw as he walked closer to you. The anger in his eyes was replaced by a vulnerability that betrayed the depth of his emotions. "No one else's."

Before you could summon any resistance, the sensation of your clothing being forcefully torn enveloped you, and you found yourself hastily thrown onto the nearest couch. The immediate aftermath was the intense heat and unyielding pressure of Sekido's firm cock entering your most intimate space. Your own body, initially unprepared and tense, required Sekido to withdraw and engage in a purposeful rhythm to gradually navigate his way within. Your surrender was swift, your compliance apparent, creating an ideal scenario for him, knowing well that your adaptability would lead to swift comprehension and acquiescence.

The commanding shaft persistently sought entry, its forceful attempts at penetration your cunny not yet reaching completion but ceaselessly endeavoring to do so. The amalgamation of unexpected astonishment and unfiltered discomfort melded, overpowering nearly every other sensory experience. Your entire focus became consumed by the singular thought of his powerful dick pushing into you, eclipsing all else in your awareness. Despite his fully clothed state, the only exception being his hakama pants draped at his ankles, the intensity of the encounter heightened, leaving you entranced by the relentless pursuit of connection.

In a physical sense, he exuded a commanding and imposing presence, his silhouette casting a towering shadow over you. Your pussy tensed around him, a struggle for control that seemed almost beyond your grasp. His dominance was all-encompassing, every action executed with meticulous precision, as if he had orchestrated this encounter before, anticipating your every move and thought well in advance. It was a display of mastery that left you feeling entirely at his mercy, as if he had an innate understanding of you that surpassed even your own awareness.

"If you're good…" he grunted as he thrust, "and let me have what I want, everything will be fine. I don't have to hurt you if you just do as I say. I'll break you in."

With an additional grunt, he ultimately bottomed out in you. The friction ignited a searing sensation along the walls of your startled intimacy, stretching you wide with a perceived girth that seemed almost unbelievable. The awareness of his heavy balls against your ass only intensified the overwhelming intensity of the moment.

Terrified and still too stunned to speak, you whimpered.

Sekido's hand slapped you hard on the ass, and he commanded, "Now, just do as I say and everything will be fine. Milk me. Come on, squeeze me with that tight, sweet little cunt. I want to feel you working hard under me."

You wriggled uncomfortably, the struggle to maintain concentration evident as your mind clouded with apprehension; the understanding that crossing Sekido was ill-advised lingered heavily. In that moment, the paramount concern became his satisfaction, eclipsing all else. A peculiar facet of your psyche, a shadowy inclination, found a perverse liking in the punishment he meted out, adding a complex layer to the dichotomy of emotions coursing through you.

Another smack rattled your face this time, leaving a sting. He grunted. "You be good like I told you to."

Nodding, you bore down, trying to relax your muscles.

"There you go," Sekido said in an almost soothing voice, "that's it."

He proceeded to discipline you with a successive barrage of thrusts, each one more forceful than the last, easily overwhelming your feeble attempts to resist. A scream involuntarily escaped your lips. His dick, seemingly swelling and hardening within you, administered a punishing roughness that intensified the ordeal. The intricate dance between pleasure and pain ensued — every clench around him brought waves of pleasure, only to be swiftly replaced by a jolt of pain as you relaxed.

"Good girl," Sekido grunted, leaning further to drill you deeper, "You do that some more, just be quiet now, that's it. That's it, pathetic weakling."

The thrusts somehow became deeper, more earnest, and both his hands roughly tilted your hips up towards him, opening your legs as wide as they would go.

His hand remained steadfast, skillfully directing his dick in and occasionally introducing a finger or two to join in the rhythmic stroking within your drenched cunny. This deliberate manipulation elicited frantic little cries from you, your body writhing in a helpless manner, legs splayed beneath him in a submissive display.

"You can scream all you want to now, woman, nobody can hear you out here."

His cock was now nudging against your cervix, driving you insane with fear and pleasure. At first you did scream, half pain - half pleasure, as fingers and cock swirled into you, probing and retreating.

Then, almost miraculously, Sekido tensed for a final time, and in a merciful culmination, he explosively released his seed within your abused pussy. His warm cum flowed deliciously deep, whether welcomed or not. The auditory backdrop revealed his exhales, not in the sighs of a lover reveling in pleasure, but rather in the quiet satisfaction akin to a man indulging in a secret, illicit pleasure. As he withdrew, muttered words escaped his lips, "If you dare to don underwear in my presence again, I'll make sure the consequences are even more severe for you, feeble one. Keep that in mind, woman."