#aizetsu fanfic

[kyojurismo]

Can I have an emergency request? I don't want to seem like I'm venting, but recently I feel like somethings wrong with my family. My mom works midnights by herself to support all of us, my dad has a breathing condition and cant work and lately they've been fighting so much more than they used to and bringing me and my brothers into it. They've been cursing each other out and my parents have always or at least for a long time been very Cristian so hearing them do that scares me. On top of that my mom is verbally abusive to me and my dad loves to guilt trip me and my brothers and they except me to pick sides and honestly I just can't wait till I've saved a enough and learned the language to move to another country. Today I was trying to catch up on some things and my parents where fighting and my mom stormed out of the house and drove off which she has never done and im just really scared and stressed now and I just want some comfort maybe with Giyuu, Sanemi, or Hantengus' clones (platonic or romantic) who get home and reader / S/O is just crying and struggling to breath because they're parents are constantly trying to bring reader into they're own problems and reader feels like everything is always their responsibility and they just break down

# sanemi shinazugawa & hantengu clones (sekido & aizetsu)

tags : gn!reader, soft sanemi, i’ve never written for the hantengu clones so if they seem ooc just ignore it lmao, angst, comfort, not proofread.

a/n : alright since the clones are a lot i decided to write for only two of them 😭 i hope that’s fine anyway… i’m sending you a big hug and i hope everything gets better <3

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

sanemi would help you calm down and invite you to breathe with him

that way you would feel a tiny bit better

then he would wipe your cheeks and fill you with sweet words, trying his best to get you to relax

then he would hold you close to his chest and ask you if you want to talk about it

he won’t judge you, just be there to comfort you the best he can

sanemi would caress your hair, your back, your face, peppering your face with kisses

“it’s gonna be okay, i promise,” he would whisper into your ear, holding you to his chest

SEKIDO

man would see red (lol) the moment he notices you crying

would get close to you and help you calm down

“yeah, breathe in and out like this.”

once you’re calm enough he would try his best to comfort you

reluctant but would hug you and caress your head slowly

“wanna talk about it?” his tone would be gentle even if he’s annoyed that someone or something made you cry

once you open up, he would lowkey think about murdering your parents ngl

he would hold you until you’re completely calmed and feel a bit better

AIZETSU

would probably cry with you while holding you into his arms

of course he would help you calm your breathing, as he doesn’t want to make you feel suffocated

he needs to make sure you’re comfortable with him holding you

“i’m so sorry darling, so sorry,” his voice is soft but full of sorrow (well)

i hc him to be super touchy so he would surely hold you close and keep his head close to yours

sometimes he would kiss your cheeks and look at you with tears in his eyes as you open up to him

“oh darling . . . i pity you,” he genuinely feels bad for your situation, “but i promise you it will be okay.”

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

[xxsabitoxx]

Aizetsu is certainly the more sensitive one of the four, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s a push over. He’s actually quite demanding if the situation is right, stopping you dead in your tracks with a single glare. You enjoy teasing Aizetsu mostly because you believe he won’t retaliate the way his other halves would. You don’t realize how much you’ve underestimated the somber demon until he finally snaps. Aizetsu has a unique way of getting back at you, one you didn’t quite expect from him.

“What are you—“ he’s pushing you down, the same sad look on his face as he gets you on your back. “I’m getting my revenge. I’m sick of you teasing me… it makes me upset.” You’re surprised and curious, needing to see what type of revenge he had in mind. You knew the demon liked you to an extent, the extent being he wouldn’t purposely bring you any harm. Though he had never hinted at anything deeper. You couldn’t help your surprised yelp as his head lowered towards your covered sex, only a few flimsy garments hiding you from him. “W-what are you…” he sighed, hands easily moving the material off of your body. “I told you already.” He whined loudly “I’m getting my revenge.”

Aizetsu’s idea of revenge works in both of your favors. It isn’t even really a form of revenge in your mind, rather it’s a reward for the teasing you’ve done. Aizetsu’s head is buried between your legs, lavishing your sex with his tongue. Covering you in his saliva as he seemingly tries to consume you. By the noises he’s making, you can’t tell who’s enjoying this experience more. You’d think it would be you considering it was his mouth on your sex. Rather, it seemed to be him, unable to contain his noises as his tongue did wonders on you. “A-Aizetsu…” you wailed as you came for the umpteenth time. He was too delirious to hear your pleas, working you through another orgasm as you begged him for a break.

Aizetsu is intoxicated by your aroma, the scent of your hormones are enough to send him into a frenzy as he consumes you from the inside out. He’s whining, muttering you praise even though this is his attempt at revenge. His hips are rutting into the surface below him, trying to relieve some sort of pressure as you continually turn him on. There is no stopping him when he’s this far gone, so lost in the moment that you fear he may never find his way back out of it. Not that he’s trying to find his way out of it anytime soon.

[tohokuu]

boobs, boobs, boobs - tengen, kyojuro, akaza, aizetsu

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word count : 1.5k

warnings : tiddy sucking, somnophilia in akaza's

a/n : first time writing for kny...

TENGEN

tengen’s mouth watered when he saw your perky nipples sticking past the thin white fabric of your shirt. it was colder during this time of the year, so he knew that your nipples poking through was inevitable. his main concern was how he could help in fixing that. 

he didn’t want you embarrassed, ya know? imagine sanemi or kyo drop by and get a chance to see your perky tits. he couldn’t have that. your tits belonged to him. they were cute and squishy and all he wanted to do in this moment was sit you down on his lap and suck your nipples until you pulled at his hair. 

wouldn’t that be flashy?.. he thought. 

you sighed as you wrapped tengens thin blanket around you. it didn’t make much of a difference, though. you were still shivering cold. he knew the only way to keep you warm was if you were laying flat against him (tit in his mouth). 

“baby, is it cold in here or just me?” tengen spurred on. you looked up eagerly, staring at him in shock. “are you not cold?” you asked him. he shook his head. 

“i’m not but i can tell that you are.” you saw tengen’s eyes dart directly down to your chest, raising a brow as he stared shamelessly. “hmm, have they always been this perky?” he asked you slapped his arm in embarrassment.. or at least tried to slap his arm. instead, he grabbed you by the bicep. pulling you down onto his lap. 

it was in mere seconds, he had the blanket draped around your shoulders and your chest exposed for him. he could see goosebumps rising on your skin, standing up to the sky as he undressed you in the bitter cold. “fuck.” tengen sighed as he stared at your chest. 

“the piercings are so flashy, honey.” he crooned. you blushed, looking away from his face. 

“can i warm you up?” 

-

KYOJURO

kyo was pretty uncaring when it came to how you dressed around the house. you usually lounged around in some loose pants and a short, cropped shirt of his. today was no different. you were cooking when he walked in the next morning, shirtless with only a pair of trousers on. he didn’t pay much attention to your chest until you turned around, handing him a cup of tea. 

“good morning, kyo!” you chirped, smile fresh on your face in the early morning glow. kyo smiled tenderly. “thank you, my angel.” you kissed his pec after, walking away. kyo didn’t know what it was, that got him thinking that morning, looking at your ass and raising a thick eyebrow. 

“mm tasty!” he said as he sipped on the honey and lemon flavored tea. joining you on the couch, he leaned over, laying his head on your chest. he snuggled his face into your chest, groaning and grunting softly as some of the sleep was still settled in his mind. his eyes fluttered open and closed softly as you ran your fingers through his hair. 

“mmm.” he whimpered, enjoying the scratch of your nails against his scalp. kyo got up, getting on top of you and surprising you with his sudden outburst. his eyes darted down to your nipples poking through the thin cropped shirt. “fuck.” he groaned. your eyes widened as he help himself balance on his forearms, caging you in between. 

suddenly his head was under the fabric of your shirt, his lips attached to your nipples. they were cold and hard, and in need of his mouth. his tongue swirled around your buds that were getting harder as he teased them. you gasped, moving up to discard of your shirt. 

“kyo!” you cried, wailing as he bit and sucked at the skin. “you think you can just walk around like this with your nipples pokin’ out and not expect me to say anything?” he growled. kyo sounded eager, not in his usual gentle and soft nature. 

“gonna make you cum from sucking your tits alone.” 

-

AKAZA

akaza walked into your bedroom at around 2 am. your window was open and you slept soundly in bed. he raised his eyebrow and sighed. 

how many times had he reminded you to lock your window at night… 

you never listened to him, always arguing with him and teasing him. he was never angered, though. he’d smile thinking about you as he worked throughout the day, following orders. you were his comfort space, the one he’d visit at night when he had nothing particular left to do. 

he walked into your bathroom like he owned the place, washing his face sighing while he ran a wet hand through his pink hair. 

things were calm and quiet. a part of him wished that in another life where things were easier, he could just do simple house chores with you. it wasn’t that simple, though. life was hard right now and he couldn’t take care of you the way he wished. he had to settle for this. 

coming in to your bedroom unannounced at night and snuggling with you while you slept. he listened to your soft snores and soft whimpers when you had a impactful dream. today was one of those nights. 

he knew you were having a wet dream when he began to smell the wetness from you. a scent of pheromones bursting into the air and clouding his judgement. he watched as your nipples got visibly harder through the thin camisole you wore. his mouth watered. 

you turned towards him in your sleep, whining and pulling him closer, grinding your cunt on his thigh. “fuck..” he whispered. 

“a-akaza..” you whined, half asleep. he felt his dick get hard, making his pants uncomfortable. he suddenly didn’t care anymore. you had given him permission to touch you in your sleep before but he never went through with it, feeling a tiny sense of shame to do that to you without your knowledge. 

but his judgement was clouded today. his day was rough and he couldn’t care less about morals right now. 

he lifted your shirt up, his chest rising faster and faster seeing you whine for him even in your sleep. a primal urge overtook him as he dove into your chest, mouth wrapped around your buds completely. 

he sucked and whined, two fingers dipping down the waistband of your sleep shorts and feeling the slick gathered in your panties. “you dirty, dirty girl..” he groaned. 

he couldn’t wait for you to wake up to the hickey’s on your chest tomorrow morning. 

- 

AIZETSU

aizetsu was always sad. his eyebrows furrowed in sadness and worry. his zipped up the black nike tech in the mirror, unable to waiver the solemn expression on his face. 

he figured coming to see you would maybe fix his mood just a bit. 

the knock on your door at 2 am was a surprise. you didn’t get a call or a confirmation that someone would be showing up to your door this late. you took extra caution checking the peephole. 

the rush in your throat went down when you saw that it was just your solemn boyfriend, dressed in his usual tech. you opened the door, head tilted to one side as you invited him in. 

“zetsu, what happened?” you questioned. your boyfriend was often sad. he was quiet and didn’t speak much to others unless he had something significant to say. 

“nothing. i just missed you.” he softly spoke, staring down at the ground. your own eyebrows furrowed as you pushed him deeper into your apartment. 

“do you wanna cuddle with me?” you asked. 

he looked around nervously before nodding. you laid in bed, urging him to remove the hoodie he wore and just lay in his t-shirt. 

his strong arms wrapped around your body, pulling you in. aizetsu pushed his face into your chest, hoping he’d feel better. 

your fingers went straight to his dark locks, tugging at the strands softly. “what happened today, angel?” you asked. 

“sekido was making fun of me today.” he whined. his lips pouted, eyelashes fluttering to keep away a glimmering sheen of tears. “ ‘m sorry, zetsu. don’t listen to anything he says. he’s a dickhead.” you told your boyfriend. 

“can i suck your tiddies?” 

your mind felt like it broke. 

“w-what?” you asked. your boyfriend looked up at you, his eyes widened and brows furrowed as if he was ready to beg. 

“y-you heard me.” he whispered. you were right. you had heard his random and bizarre request. he had never asked before. in fact, you two hadn’t even done anything significant yet. 

“sure.” 

and suddenly your shirt was torn off of you, flung into a separate corner of the room. your boyfriends personality always made you forget how brawny and muscular he was. his body didn’t match his soft facial expressions and you could hardly recover from the whiplash you had received. 

aizetsu’s arms were wrapped around your waist and upper back, pushing your body into his face. he sucked your nipples harshly, no care in the world that it might have been hurting you or not. 

he licked and tenderly bit the skin, looking up at you with his brows this time pushed together to focus on the task. 

he planned on sucking your tits into making himself happy. 

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[kaicubus]

NSFW Alphabet | Hantengu Clones

warnings ✩° : 18+ NSFW, lots of sexual themes, too many to list individually, cursing, p in v, unprotected sex, sex with a somewhat nice demon.

pairing ✩° : hantengu clones x fem!reader some gn!reader

authors note ✩° : why is it so fucking hard to find a pic of all these bitches together. UGH. i decided not to use any fanart of them bc most creators dont want their art being reposted even with credit, so i respect that!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex, Sekido isn’t all that much different. He’s very standoffish and refuses to be intimate, but he won’t deny you of any requests. He’s just not used to any softness after anything really, so it’s very foreign when you wrap your arms around him to cuddle. After a while he starts to understand and actually does it, just for you though.

Very loving after sex. Karaku loves pleasing you, so he’s always on top of his game, getting you anything you need, kissing you, reassuring you that you did amazing, and always having his arm wrapped around you so you can sleep on his chest.

Aizetsu’s either asleep, or holding onto you with a death grip. Not actually, but he’s always so close to you after having sex for so long, rubbing his hands up your thighs and softly scratching your back. He also likes being clean, so you two take a bath together and he dresses you in his clothes afterwards.

Usually, Urogi talks a lot. It gets worse after you two have sex since even after it, he’s still blabbing on about how good you were and how great it felt, somewhat teasing you but not meaning to do so. He also really likes grooming afterwards, so he’ll brush your hair and even braid it if you have long hair, giving you kisses over all the hickies he leaves.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of yours)

Sekido loves your boobs. Boob man Sekido. When he’s bored or not even having sex, your chest is where his hands are, mindlessly rubbing or massaging them. When he’s fucking you, 78% of his attention goes to your tits as he’s leaving marks all on or in between your cleavage or boobs.

Karaku's a fan of your thighs. Mostly, when they’re thrown over his shoulders, but also when they’re on his ears or when he’s just holding them. He thinks they’re soft and smell good, so anywhere is fine to him.

Aizetsu really loves your hands. Maybe that’s just him liking the feeling of holding your hand, but he also likes when they hold him and touch him, they’re always so delicate but also have a mind of their own sometimes.

Urogi admires your ass the most. He’s an ass man. But minus what he can do with it, he loves holding it and slapping it, even when you sit on him it’s like heaven to him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Sekido’s very messy. That’s a given. As to where he likes to cum the most? Probably on your face or on your thighs. Since it’s usually a pretty heavy load, seeing his cum all over your mouth and dribbling down your cheeks fills him with such happiness, but of course he won’t show it.

Since he’s mostly focused on you and your pleasure, Karaku goes along with what you want. If you want him to cum inside you, he will, if you want him to pull out and cum on your stomach, he will, if you want him to cum in your mouth, he will. It’s all up to you on this one.

Aizetsu prefers keeping it clean. He’s not the most messy person in general, so he likes it when things are kept, whether it be inside your mouth or inside you.

Urogi really likes cumming in your mouth, even when he’s not getting head, he’ll pull out and ask you to open your mouth just so he can see all of his seed pool on your tongue. Something about it is just so erotic to him. Oh yeah he also likes breeding you.

D = Dirty fantasy (what they secretly want you to do or see you do)

Sekido wants to try his electric powers on you, just enough to subdue you and see how much you can handle. It’s sadistic sure, but he’d only be focusing on the places that’d give you both the most pleasure. Think like a vibrator, but broken and dangerous.

Karaku wants to fuck in a room full of people. He wants to see how embarrassed you get all exposed to strangers who are staring directly at you, how much you’ll try to get as close as possible to him just so no one else sees your exposed skin. He wants to just imagine your face as you cum knowing there’s other people there.

Aizetsu really wants to see you get off on his spear. Not the sharp part obviously, but the place when his handle is, just so everytime he uses it, he can think back to the time you got off on his own weapon.

Urogi really wants to know what it’d be like fucking mid air. Would it be dangerous? Exhilarating? Either way, it sounds fun, to have you all to himself as he’s flying, holding you up while being inside you? A dream. (This headcanon is repeated later.)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Somewhat experienced. Being the most violent clone, Sekido’s very picky and hasn’t really had much time or even care to fuck anyone, so he’s adequately experienced. Like, he knows what it is, but has only ever fucked you.

Very experienced. Karaku’s the pleasure clone for a reason. He loves sex and everything in between. Even if it’s not with anyone else (because lets be honest who would have sex with a demon ahahah) he definitely has some ancient scrolls or something stashed away if not just his mind.

Not experienced at all. There’s times where you have to teach Aizetsu how to do certain things, otherwise he’s basically clueless in what to put where and what he wants.

Vaguely experienced. Being the most feral out of all the demon clones, Urogi doesn’t focus too much on sex since he’s busy killing and flying around, but he’s seen a few things during said flights that pique his curious nature.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Sekido likes things that fit into his plans nicely, otherwise he gets angry. So missionary is safe and all the expectations put into this position are easily met.

69. If Karaku’s getting pleasure, you are too. In his mind, it’s the perfect position for maximum pleasure so that’s all he really wants.

Cowgirl. Aizetsu loves when you take charge, and it gives you the perfect ranges to intensify your climax as well as his. It’s not super intimate for his liking, but it gets the job done.

Standing. I don’t know what this position is really called, but basically Urogi likes when you straddle him standing up, as he’s holding you with his arms. It gives him full access to fuck you faster if he wants but also is just fun to be able to move around.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sekido is the most serious out of all. If he’s laughing during sex, something is wrong. He even gets mad when you try and lighten the mood with a corny joke or something, or even if you laugh about something he just glares.

Karaku loves to tease you AND be obedient, so he’s unserious in that way. He would never go out of his way to make you laugh when you two are fucking, but he’s not dead serious like Sekido is.

Aizetsu doesn’t have time to be joking around because he’s busy being fucked or doing the fucking. Sometimes, his questions have awkward undertones, but that’s all they are : awkward.

Urogi would definitely not take the situation seriously AT ALL. During the moment, he’s giggling and pointing out things he shouldn’t either for the sake of your sanity or your reactions. Even after, he’s cracking jokes while hugging you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Sekido’s pretty grown down there, so it doesn’t get in the way or anything. It’s enough to tickle your nose when you give him head, but not enough to cause any discomfort. It’s rough and coarse though.

Karaku’s hair is pretty well kept. He’s always thinking of you and what you’d want, so he keeps his hair under good management to avoid any mishaps. Surprisingly though, it’s very soft.

Aizetsu’s probably the neatest out of all four of them simply because he’ll overthink and drive himself insane if he’s not freshly trimmed down there. There’s barley any hair, and if you didn’t know better, you’d think that’s all he had.

Wild. Urogi doesn’t give a fuck what he looks like down there, as long as his dick works, why would he spend time trimming anything? If you ask though, he will shorten it a little.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

No intimacy whatsoever. Only after does Sekido show his romantic side, but even then it’s not that much. In the moment, you’re like his own personal fuck doll who he’ll keep fucking and slutting out until he’s finished.

Karaku is a romantic at heart. He loves being intimate with you and talking with you during sex, holding you close and making sure you’re ok. He messes with you, but makes it clear that he loves you.

Aizetsu only ever does intimate sex. During sex, he’s very slow and sensual with you, holding onto you and holding your hand, especially when he’s close. He’ll run his fingers through your hair and hold the small of your waist, whispering I love you’s any chance he gets.

Urogi really likes the idea of intimacy. He gets really close when you two are fucking and pins you down by your waist or wrists, but he’s not super romantic. He just likes getting a rise out of you no matter how he does it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sekido definitely takes your things (panties, shirts, bras...socks??) to jerk off to. He wraps them around his dick and goes to town, getting off to the fact he’s using something that you wore to pleasure himself. Every time you ask where that specifc piece of clothing went, he always gets flashbacks.

When he’s alone, Karaku actually overstimulates himself too. He likes to imagine what it’s like going through the things he puts you through and cums really hard when he finishes.

Aizetsu can’t get off with just his hand. That’s why he’s resorted to humping pillows (bonus if they’re yours) to get off and cums on them, too embarrassed to look at the mess he’s made. He just loves straddling the softness of the pillow and pretending it’s you, mindlessly humping it until he bursts.

Like Sekido, Urogi takes your things and rather than using it, he puts it in his mouth to either gag himself or muffle the sounds coming out of him. It’s also a good way to taste you when he gets off, leaning back to take in all the flavors and scents of the person he loves the most.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage. Sekido is so bondage coded that he’ll tie you up any chance he gets, by your wrists, legs, sometimes both, and even with a gag. From there he’ll tease your clit or your tits and watch you struggle for him to free you, but of course, he doesn’t listen.

Sensation play. Karaku loves testing your limits in any way possible. He’ll have his way with you with piping hot candle wax, ice cubes, electricity, any thing like that.

Submissive kink. We already know that, but Aizetsu really likes when you’re in charge. He’ll call you names of authority (mommy/daddy, miss/mister, etc.) when you call him names of inferiority that only you two use. Bonus, sometimes he forgets and accidentally calls you those things out in public and gets really embarrassed afterwards.

BREEDING KINK! Urogi loves breeding you and marking you. The idea of having children is so exciting to him and he really likes when you’re filled up with his cum, even better when it’s leaking out of you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

For some reason, Sekido likes fucking on the floor. With you on the floor and him on top of course, but you don’t really question why he likes it so much.

Karaku likes fucking wherever he has the ability to put his dick inside you. When I say anywhere, I mean anywhere. He’s so versatile it’s crazy, so if you don’t like one room, he’ll bring you outside, or in another room.

Aizetsu is most comfortable fucking in the safety of his room or your room, away from anyone else with either no lighting or a nice, warm, dim lighting. All windows have to be closed, 1. for obvious reasons and 2. for privacy.

Probably in an abandoned hut. Urogi is feral down to his very last bone. But at least it has good isolation and is far away from everyone, not that he minds being a little exposed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The moment your hand simply rests itself on Sekido’s thigh is the moment he picks you up and takes you to his bedroom to fuck you mercilessly. A light touch or even scraping your fingernail on his bare thigh is enough to trigger every neuron in his brain to switch to being horny.

Karaku has a track record of being the most flirty or dirty one between you two, so everything shifts when you hold that title, even for just a little. Once you’re the one flirting or flirt back twice as hard, he gets interested and begins a sort of war between you two, going back and forth each time with a dirtier remark. Eventually after a few minutes of teasing back and forth, Karaku gives up and just starts aggressively making out with you.

There’s something about leaning over his shoulder to ask something of him and pressing against his back that really makes Aizetsu stop what he’s doing all together. It’s so domestic and cute that he can’t find it in himself to resist, and that’s when he holds your hand and tugs you away to fuck you.

If you show up with zero clothes on, or maybe even just topless, Urogi loses his goddamn mind. What really makes it worse for him is if you do it out of nowhere, innocently strutting into where ever he’s at with no top on and show him, or no pants on and pulling up your shirt, he loses all functionality.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Do not call Sekido any pet name. It pisses him off so bad that he’ll stop fucking you all together. Those names like prince, baby, puppy, are a hard pass in his book because they make him feel inferior and he’s just not about that.

It’s hard to drive Karaku off, but something he really does not fuck with is restricting him. If there’s anything that makes the pleasure demon clone upset, is not letting him touch you. So bondage on him is out of the question.

Slapping. Aizetsu doesn’t like being hit, so he’s very adamant on the no slapping or punching policy he made. He’ll do choking to an extent, but if slapping comes in, he instantly gets turned off.

Urogi learned the hard way before that he doesn’t like being degraded. It just doesn’t work well with him and his joyful nature. He much prefers praise. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Sekido will eat it. It doesn’t matter to him, in fact he actually does really like eating you out. He’s also strangely good at it too, which you wouldn’t really expect. He loves getting head more, though.

To Karaku, it’s all about you. Hint. He loves giving and giving, and hardly ever thinks about receiving, so when it’s brought up he’s a bit caught off guard. He’s very experienced in giving head since he does it all the time, he knows when to get messy or when to go slow, so you can relax with him.

He’s shy about it, but Aizetsu actually really likes being given head. He’s very shy when it comes to giving, and he’s not that experienced, so it always ends up with him asking if it’s ok or asking if you’re close. He’s like a kitten when it comes to giving head.

Urogi doesn’t mind which one, either way he’s having fun so take your pick with this one! He’s good at both.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

You already know. Sekido likes it ROUGH. Fucking is his way of stress relief, so he’s usually really worked up before hand, so his motions directly reflect that. He’s all for manhandling you to getting the desired position and ordering you around for his benefit, and doesn’t let up once he’s going.

Just to tease you, Karaku likes going agonizingly slow. Only when he knows you’re about to cum will he speed up to chase your orgasm higher. Personally, he just really likes it slow and long.

Aizetsu is a very intimate person. So when he’s fucking you, it’s sensual, very close together and going off of lots of communication. He loves it when there’s small moments of desperation but for the most part it’s just very slow and soft.

Urogi gets really excited when you two fuck, so he moves really quickly. He really likes it that way though, and speeds up all the time and only slows down if you ask. He’s the most demonic out of all of them though so he’s very messy and sloppy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are controversial to Sekido. Sometimes he could care less about them, other times he just needs a quick fuck, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

He doesn’t care, anywhere anytime, Karaku WILL fuck. He actually really likes them because they always make your legs wobbly afterwards and he thinks it’s cute.

Aizetsu prefers sex to be slow and intimate, so he isn’t too fond of quickies. If it’s necessary though, he’ll allow it, but he really likes it when it’s just the two of you in a dim setting.

Urogi thinks quickies are probably the most fun he’s ever had, so whenever there’s a time, there actually doesn’t have to be a time, he’ll do it. He’s actually the one who initiates it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Sekido likes order and following rules, since rules are what keeps him in line. If he doesn’t have a set list of rules, he easily loses his shit. Risks aren’t in his plans, so he hates experimenting if it means fucking everything up.

Despite being the tamest out of all, Karaku loves taking risks. Fucking in front of people, out in public, places you shouldn’t, it really excites him and gives him all the more reasons to keep going.

Risks for Aizetsu are half good and half bad. Since uncertaintiy makes him uneasy, he’ll participate only some times. Other times he just really likes when things go according to plan.

Thing is, Urogi doesn’t even know he’s taking risks half the time. He can’t focus on multiple things at once, so when he’s fucking you, he’ll accidentally be too loud or reveal a bit much of you, and even if it’s not intentional, he really enjoys it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

All the demons have inhuman stamina, so I’ll go for how long they can go for before they get bored.

Sekido stops if he gets too mad, like too mad to function. If you can’t do what he wants you to do, he’s going to get fed up and just storm out or straight up yell at you.

It doesn’t matter if you get tired, Karaku is known for his overstimulation and will go on an extra 5 rounds after you’re fully exhausted just because he knows how good you’ll feel once it’s over.

Aizetsu doesn’t get bored, but rather runs on an embarrassment meter. If he gets too overwhelmed and embarrassed, he won’t be able to withstand it any longer. Depending on the day, he’ll be able to go for a while.

Urogi doesn’t get bored quickly, so he’s able to go for a long long time. If there’s time, he’ll use every bit of it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

The only toys Sekido would have are his bondage equipment. Ropes, handcuffs, ties, those sorts of things. He also has arrays of paddles and bats(?) and maybe even a few collars...

Not a huge toy fan, but Karaku owns multiple remote controlled vibrators. Especially those with long distance so he can control the settings even when he’s far away. Just knowing you’re being controlled by him makes him happy.

To be honest, Aizetsu wouldn’t really own toys.

Hell yeah Urogi has toys. He collects shiny objects (like a bird would) so he has a lot of metal toys or glittery toys. He’ll also make someone else, sometimes even you, to go buy things for him with specific uses. He has like, a wall of colorful dildos just to use on you though, some with spikes, some with weird curves.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

11% You’re more likely to tease Sekido to get him mad, which never fails to make him go down harder on you. The most he’ll do at ‘teasing’ is pressing you for questions when you like something he does a little too much.

109% Karaku lovessss teasing, he will do anything in his power to both make you have the best and worst time of your life with all the teasing. He also loves edging you, so there’s that.

0% Aizetsu’s the one being teased, so he has no time to tease you back. I’ll admit though, he does it unintentionally and will accidentally say something that really messes with you, but it’s totally under his radar.

87% Urogi’s really just having a fun time, so he’s not caught up with teasing you specifically, but if there’s something that you REALLY like, he doesn't let go of it. You’ll have to deal with him either during or after, pestering you and poking you just to get a rise.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

During sex, Sekido’s not the most vocal. All he’ll do is curse under his breath, grunt, or groan just really lowly because he’s not the type to be really loud.

Karaku’s probably the most calm out of them, being the most quiet yet still praising you and talking you through your orgasms. As for him, he runs out of breath the fastest so he pants a lot, but that’s about it.

Aizetsu whimpers, squirms, whines, begs, you know...the works. When he cries, he doesn’t think twice about how loud he is so he’s generally very noisy. He does his best to muffle all the sounds that come out, but he’s just so sensitive and can’t help it...

LOUDDDDD OMFG do I even have to say that? He literally has like, the loudest voice and it’s one of his demon abilities. Urogi grunts all the time and isn’t ashamed of making noises when it feels good, so he WILL scream for you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He may not seem like it, but Sekido really likes when you ask him to jerk off in front of you. Even better if it’s mutual, just seeing the way you both pleasure yourself fills his head with such lewd thoughts that he gets really excited.

Karaku really likes eye contact. Like, more than he should. If he’s giving you head, eye contact is a must, and if he’s fucking you raw, he HAS to see your face and that hazy look in your eyes. That look alone will make him break.

Aizetsu’s whole body is so sensitive, but probably his weakest spot are his horns. Despite being hard and nerveless, if you apply the slightest amount of pressure on just the side of them, he’s folding harder than he ever folded before.

Urogi has thought about fucking in the air more than enough times before, and has almost taken off to the skies with him inside you on multiple occasions. (This was the original plot for Golden Hours.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Sekido is 7 inches, 7 1/2 when hard. Tip color...#976357. Definitely has more girth than the rest and has a slight curve. Base is most sensitive.

Karaku is 6 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#d4a499. Nothing too sensitive, but has a curve.

Aizetsu is 6 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color... #cdaca5. His tip is extremely sensitive. Definitely the cleanest out of all, long and pretty. That is all.

Urogi is 5 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#ab7164. Gets hard really easily, definitely a grower, sensitive all around the head. Has the most prominent veins.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Sex isn’t really a priority for Sekido. If he gets mad, which is a lot, you two will fuck and it’s a good way for him to calm down. If for whatever reason he isn’t mad, it’s not that much of a deal to him.

It doesn’t matter when, Karaku is horny as hell. He’s a flirt, that’s a given, but he also just really likes turning you on since his whole deal is pleasure. He’ll do whatever it takes to get you going.

Aizetsu’s bad at showing it but he thinks about sex a lot. He’s not as clueless or innocent as he’s made out to be, on fact he actually really enjoys sex and constantly wants to do it with you, but is just to shy to bring it up.

It really depends on the day with Urogi, he’s not really horny all the time but he’s easy to turn on. If you do so much as look at him a certain way, he gets hard really fast, other than that he’s just happy to be around you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Out like a light. If Sekido isn’t asleep, he’s probably just turned away. I mean, have you ever been so angry you just crash? That’s him. Like, all the time.

Sex isn’t an exhausting task for Karaku, he really enjoys it. It’s you who falls asleep relatively quickly since he spends all his time making sure you’re satisfied, but once he watches your eyes close, he spends the rest of the time just watching you.

After crying his eyes out, Aizetsu’s quick to fall asleep, you don’t even know he’s out until his breathing changes to a deeper pattern. He’s very cuddly in his sleep despite saying he hates physical touch, he wraps his arms around you and gets as close as possible even if it means taking over your entire body.

For some reason, after fucking each others brains out, Urogi is VERY lively after sex. He’s not tired at all, he’d much rather spend time holding you or talking to you, even if down the line you fall asleep, he’ll continue talking to himself without him knowing it. After a while he catches on, but that’s like almost an hour later.

[yuki2sksksk]

I couldn't help myself and made an Aizetsu x reader fanfic. Here is the link and some doodles of the fic with bits of parts I haven't written yet.

𝑨𝒁𝑼𝑹𝑬 || 𝙆𝙣𝙮 𝘼𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙩𝙨𝙪

[ferninapot]

Tbh? Thinking about Aizetsu making the prettiest whimpers known to man as you fuck him

more under the cut lol (this goes without saying, but minors dni this is nsfw)

Aizetsu during Coitus - Pt 1

Bro is perpetually a bottom. He literally doesn't top and when he does you STILL have the upper hand

He just kinda sits there and takes everything happily (ironically lmao) and gets needy when you go too long without railing him hard and fast

“H-harder, please.. I can take it...”

Use his horns as a brace if you're fucking him from the front. Even though he can't necessarily feel anything aside from an uncomfortable tugging sensation, he loves it. (It's honestly just a psychology thing tbh.. As opposed to the actual feeling)

Pull his hair

Throw a bit of praise in there, but tangle it with prickly words

Just bully him.

Tease him, drag his orgasm out for hours...

Okay, maybe not hours.

Don't make it easy for him. Complain as he may, he enjoys it more than anything else when you torment him.

Touch him in all the right spots—bonus points if you spank, scratch, bite, or strike them.

He's a sucker for pain.

Secretly wishes you'd try poisoning him with wisteria one day during coitus. Probably won't ever admit it.

Loves hearing your name roll off his own tongue. He'll cry it uncontrollably when things get intense.

“Ah, y/n...~ y/n—♡!!”

That's usually a clear indication that he's close.

And when he finally cums, he makes the prettiest faces and lets out the most delectable gasps.. Oh, and of course he cries too.

The sight of him whimpering and thrashing under you turns you on enough to go for another round. And you know he has the stamina for it.

Likewise, your energy never seems to tether down when it comes to him.

How could it? He's Aizetsu.

[loveemii]

✩ 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮 𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝐡𝐜𝐬 ✩ || 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ||

ꨄ————————————————————ꨄ

- aizetsu is definitely a bottom

- he likes to watch you ride him slow or fast (he most likely prefers slow at first but hard and fast when he’s more comfortable)

- don’t underestimate this guy, he can also be a top if you’d let ‘em. always blushing as he hovers over your fully displayed body

- aizetsu adores watching you jump on it he loves the sight of you bouncing on top him and dominating

“𝐴－𝑎ℎℎ~“

- every time you manage to surprise him he lets out a gasp from a new sensation

- always whimpers when you suck on his neck while fucking him nice

- he always appreciates a good bj or even a hand job

“𝐻𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑦𝑒𝑡？“

“𝑁－𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦．“

- but when he does dominate you, man this guys face is always blushing and looking all over you

- he likes to go at a steady but fast pace and goes even faster as soon as he feel you getting tighter so you can both release together

- aizetsu also loves to eat you out when he has a lot of sadness pent up inside him, eating you out helps him feel better somehow

- he isn’t picky about positions but he prefers top, even though he is mostly bottom since you dom him every time

- when you are giving him a bj he loves tangling his fingers on your hair but doesn’t tug too much as he doesn’t want to cause you pain

- always give him praise it makes him feel more confident when fucking him

- doesn’t mind giving it to you from behind but prefers to see your face even though he blushes

- aizetsu is actually really good at kissing as he is with tongue work, he loves to have his tongue in you (mouth or hole, doesn’t matter to him)

- he absolutely loves it when you drop saliva into his mouth while you arch you back on top of him

- kiss his collar bones (their his most weakest spots)

- make sure to always cuddle him afterwards, he deserves it after all

ꨄ————————————————————ꨄ

𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 (≧◡≦)

(𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬)

[doumadono]

Who's laughing now? - Aizetsu x Reader

Warnings: dom!reader, sub!Aizetsu, modern AU, Hantengu clones are brothers, tormenting, dirty talk Synopsis: you are plotting revenge against your ex-boyfriend, Aizetsu, for ending your relationship because of your dominant nature. Little does he know that your plan for revenge involves using that very aspect of your personality against him Requested by: my lovely @within-eyesight ♥

MASTERLIST

It had been a long and arduous night, and you couldn't help but feel a tinge of anticipation. Tonight, you were going to assert your dominance over him once again.

His name was Aizetsu, and he had truly messed up. Once upon a time, he had been your boyfriend, though the relationship had only lasted a brief month during your college years before mutually deciding that remaining friends would be a better path to take. Well, at least he had made that decision. Aizetsu, with his reserved nature and gentle demeanor, rarely voiced his opinions, even when faced with a wrong order from a waiter. In contrast, you possessed a bold and vibrant personality, exuding confidence and an extroverted charisma that both charmed and overwhelmed Aizetsu. Initially, his timidness had intrigued you, as you were drawn to men who could be easily rattled. And in the beginning, things seemed to go smoothly. Despite your contrasting dispositions, there was an undeniable attraction between the two of you, and you managed to navigate your differences fairly well.

Difficulties began to surface when your intimate encounters took center stage. In the realm of the bedroom, your true nature emerged — dominant, in every sense of the word. You reveled in overpowering others, relishing in their helplessness, delighting in the act of humiliating them. It was vulnerability that stirred a primal desire within you. Unfortunately for Aizetsu, he was not exempt from this treatment.

During your first sexual encounter, Aizetsu anticipated a conventional experience: a gentle exploration of each other's bodies, perhaps some tender foreplay, and a traditional missionary position that would conclude the encounter. Little did he know, your desires ran much deeper than that simplistic script. So, imagine his surprise when you slapped him across the face, ripped off his clothing, and threw him onto the bed. Before he could even form a word of protest, you straddled him. "Shut the fuck up, slut." That was all you said, before sliding him into you and fucking him amazon style until his eyes rolled back into his head. In the depths of passion, he succumbed to overwhelming sensations, his hypersensitive cock relentlessly stimulated, eliciting gasps and moans that pleaded for respite. Aizetsu must have come three times at least. Yet, you disregarded his pleas, driven by an insatiable desire to fulfill your own gratification. Unyielding, you continued to thrust your hips into him, unrelenting until your own satisfaction was attained. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the drool escaping his mouth, as you taunted and belittled him, mocking his vulnerability and dubbing him pathetic. You reveled in his submissive state, declaring his moans akin to those of a feeble soul, challenging him to futilely attempt an escape, fully aware of his inability to overpower you.

Following that intense encounter, you engaged in sexual intimacy only once more, and the outcome echoed a familiar pattern. However, a week or two later, Aizetsu timidly approached you, breaking the news that despite his affection for you, the relationship simply wasn't working out. He expressed the sentiment that although you shared mutual friends and could still spend time together, he believed that the two of you were not compatible in a romantic sense. He did not explicitly state that the reason for the breakup stemmed from the intense and degrading sexual experiences you had shared, but the deep crimson blush on his cheeks spoke volumes as he delivered the news, implying an unspoken acknowledgment of the overwhelming strain on his masculinity caused by those encounters.

In the aftermath of the rejection, you outwardly handled it with composure, maintaining a facade of acceptance. You gracefully navigated the remainder of your college years, engaging in amicable interactions with Aizetsu and the shared friend group. There was no need for anyone to pick sides as you all continued to hang out and study together. Initially, Aizetsu approached the situation with caution, wary of any lingering grudges you might hold. However, over time, the ease and familiarity that characterized your friendship from the beginning began to resurface. Aizetsu came to believe that you had moved on, finding solace in the arms of his older brother, Sekido. He assumed that you both had reached a mutual understanding, accepting that remaining friends was the best course of action.

But he was wrong. Oh, he was so wrong.

Your viewpoint on sexual partners was characterized by an unwavering and stringent belief. Once you had assumed the dominant role with a partner, in your mind, they belonged to you. This conviction held particularly true for Aizetsu, considering the extent to which you had exerted dominance over him. It baffled you that he could oscillate from weeping and pleading, exhibiting complete submission and vulnerability one moment, to requesting a breakup the next. How could someone in a submissive position have the audacity to believe they had a say in matters? The idea that individuals in such subservient positions could determine the course of the relationship was entirely unacceptable to you. The moment Aizetsu welcomed you into his bedroom, he had made a choice, whether he comprehended it or not. In your mind, he now belonged to you, and it was necessary to remind him of this undeniable truth.

And so, your meticulous planning, patient waiting, and cunning schemes were finally reaching their climax tonight, following the party hosted by Sekido, Aizetsu's older brother. As you stepped into the living room, the soft glow of the TV screen casting a serene blue light, three of his brothers — Sekido, Urogi, and Karaku — were strewn across the room in different states of repose. One nestled in an armchair, while others found comfort on the love seat or curled up on the couch. Disregarding their presence, you carefully tiptoed past them, your focus fixed solely on your intended target, your prey.

Aizetsu lay sprawled on a small couch, isolated from the others, his body barely concealed by a scanty blanket that partially slipped off onto the floor. Your gaze roamed over him with an insatiable hunger. Deep in an intoxicated slumber, he lay stripped down to his boxers, exposing much of his physique. One arm stretched behind his head, while the other dangled over the edge of the couch, his fingers grazing the wooden floor of the living room.

The mere sight of him in that vulnerable state stirred an overwhelming arousal within you. He was oblivious to the impending events, completely unaware of the intense desire that coursed through your veins. Gently settling yourself near his waist, ensuring not to disturb his slumber, you delicately trailed a solitary finger along the length of his muscular torso. Your elongated nails traced a tantalizing path from his collarbone to his waist, eliciting a slight twitch from him as you brushed over his nipple. Aside from that subtle reaction, he remained still, oblivious to your presence and intentions.

"Perfect,” you whispered, smiling at how well your plan had worked.

Your hands ventured beneath the confines of his waist, cautiously  prying open the front of his boxers. With delicate precision, you extracted his flaccid member, revealing it to the cool air. Aizetsu's legs twitched slightly in response to this intimate intrusion, his body instinctively reacting to the stimulation.

"Shhh. That's it, bitch," you cooed in response, your tone barely above a whisper. You took the head of his penis in one hand, slowly rubbing the underside with your thumb. 

Aizetsu let out a soft moan.

"You belong to me," you whispered, even as he remained lost in slumber, oblivious to your presence. His manhood responded, gradually stiffening under your touch. With increasing fervor, your stroking intensified, adding three fingers to the top of his shaft, gliding up and down with a swiftness that mirrored your mounting desire. A soft moan escaped his lips, and his lithe form began to stir. Aware that time was fleeting, you quickened your pace once more, firmly grasping his throbbing member. It grew fully erect now, and you propelled your hand up and down its length, the rhythm deliberate and unyielding — once, twice, thrice. His hips instinctively bucked, a subconscious response to the intoxicating sensations of arousal that engulfed him. Sensing his impending release, you hastened your movements, gently caressing his balls with your free hand, fueling his mounting pleasure.

His moans grew in intensity, a mixture of vulnerability and desire escaping his lips, the very sound that you had often ridiculed him for. His hips undulated eagerly, meeting the air with fervor, while his legs quivered and tightened in sync with your rhythmic motions. The signs were unmistakable — he was on the precipice of release. In a daring move, you leaned forward, your tongue tracing a tantalizing path along the head of his erect dick, further heightening his pleasure.

His eyes flew open, startled by the abrupt interruption of his slumber. Confusion etched itself upon Aizetsu's face as he grappled with the bewildering realization of being roused mid-act. His gaze shifted from you to his throbbing member, then back to you, a concoction of shock and revulsion coursing through his features — an expression that you secretly craved. Swiftly, you pressed a hand firmly against his mouth, stifling any protest that threatened to escape. Simultaneously, your other hand maintained its unwavering grip on his erect shaft, persistently stroking up and down, despite his futile attempts to resist. Sensing the need for further control, you straddled his hips, leveraging your weight to subdue his movements entirely.

"Keep that fucking mouth shut, you little bitch," you whispered, a sadistic glimmer dancing in your eyes. "Do you really want to awaken the others? Is that what you desire, to showcase your debasement before your brothers? To reveal the depths of your sluttish nature?"

Aizetsu's eyes widened in sheer terror at the mere notion of his brothers witnessing such a compromising scene. The fear of their judgment, of their perception of him being dominated and coerced by a girl, consumed his thoughts. It was a vulnerability you recognized, a weakness you could exploit.

"Will you comply?" you inquired, a sadistic smile playing upon your lips. "Or shall I awaken them to indulge in the spectacle?"

He hesitated a moment, considering putting up a fight but he knew it was hopeless. He couldn't risk being seen like this. Reluctantly, he gave a small nod. “No, Y/N, p-please. Don’t do that.”

"Good boy,” you replied, before returning your tongue to his cock head, swirling it around and around. 

A stifled gasp managed to escape Aizetsu's lips, swiftly muffled by your hand. Sensing a need for further control, you shifted your hand from his mouth to his throat, exerting a light pressure as your fingers encircled its delicate contours. "Better be quiet, Aizetsu. Karaku is a light sleeper,” you teased, "If you wake him up, I'm gonna ask him to join us." You gave his shaft another hard pump, grinning. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Fucking pervert. Maybe I'll wake him up on purpose."

"P-please, no!" Aizetsu whispered in response. “Don’t, please. They can't see me like this," he pleaded, his voice laced with a sense of anguish and vulnerability.

You tightened your grip on his throat, cutting him off. "Or maybe I'll wake up Sekido?” You continued to stimulate his throbbing shaft, your fingers deftly caressing the sensitive head. Aizetsu's member twitched in response, signaling his impending release. However, you maintained control, deliberately keeping him on the edge of climax. With a skillful touch, you twirled his cock between your index finger and thumb, exerting just enough pressure to tease and tantalize, but not enough to grant him release. "I can only imagine the surprise on his face," you remarked, a hint of twisted amusement tainting your words. "To witness his little brother, who he perceives as meek and delicate, being dominated so effortlessly by a mere girl."

Despite his conflicting emotions of fear and revulsion, Aizetsu found himself helplessly succumbing to the twisted allure of your taunts. The shameful prospect of being humiliated in front of his brothers, dominated by a girl, and reduced to nothingness ignited a perverse arousal within him, intensifying the conflicting sensations coursing through his body.

With one final firm pump, Aizetsu reached the peak of his pleasure. However, you swiftly withdrew your hand from his pulsating shaft and seized both his wrists, pinning them above his head to deny him any true gratification. His hips thrust aimlessly into the air, desperate for contact, as his essence spilled onto his own chest and stomach, leaving him marked by his own surrender. You strategically positioned yourself just beyond his reach, denying him the satisfaction of any physical contact with your body. Helpless moans escaped his mouth, prompting him to bite down hard on his lower lip in a futile attempt to stifle his cries. The look of desperation in his eyes, the silent plea of a man utterly defeated, served as a gratifying sight to you.

After a few moments, his spent body slumped against the couch, drained of energy. Slowly, you released your grip on his wrists, taking a moment to admire the aftermath of your actions. His face flushed with embarrassment, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and his entire being adorned with his own release from chin to groin. The expression on his face revealed a complete absence of masculine pride, a stark indication that you had truly stripped something significant from him.

Extending your hand, you gently ran your fingers through Aizetsu's hair, coaxing him closer to you. Your lips met in a passionate, fiery kiss, tongues intertwining in a display of unadulterated desire. Breaking the kiss, you pushed Aizetsu away, asserting your dominance. "Lie on your back, fully," you commanded.

Complying with your instructions, Aizetsu obediently positioned himself, his body stretched out before you, vulnerable and exposed as he pushed his boxers down his legs.

You positioned yourself astride him, allowing your front-buttoned dress to fall open, revealing your enticing breasts and the absence of panties. With deliberate intent, you traced your fingertips along Aizetsu's chest, tantalizing him with delicate caresses that elicited shivers of anticipation.

Aizetsu moaned quietly, desperate for more.

You leaned in close to his ear. "I want you to worship every inch of my body," you whispered. 

Aizetsu nodded eagerly, his mouth finding your neck as he lavished you with kisses.

You raised up and moved your body forward, sliding up Aizetsu's torso.

Your wetness enveloped his face as you pressed yourself against him, the sensations causing you to emit soft, sultry moans. Aizetsu's tongue eagerly complied, skillfully exploring your intimate depths. With fervor, he lavished attention on your inner thighs, gradually ascending towards your pulsating cunt. Intense pleasure surged through you as his tongue delved inside, while his hands firmly grasped your hips, keeping you in perfect alignment.

"Yes, Aizetsu," you gasped. "That's it. Just like that, you’re such a pretty boy. Worship your mistress like a good boy you are.”

He found himself in a state of bliss as your open pussy enveloped his face. You had taken control once again, using him for your own pleasure. His tongue worked eagerly, lapping at your delicate folds and exploring your clitoris.

Your ecstatic moans resonated throughout the room, momentarily disregarding the presence of his slumbering brothers nearby. Lost in the intoxicating pleasure, you rhythmically undulated your hips against Aizetsu's eager mouth, the intensity escalating with each passionate grind. His devoted tongue explored your intimate folds, skillfully delving deeper to savor the essence of your desire, propelling you towards the precipice of absolute bliss.

The room reverberated with the symphony of your ardor, the unmistakable wetness of your intimate connection resonating in the air.

Sensing your body's mounting tension, Aizetsu redoubled his efforts, wholly dedicated to bestowing upon you the ultimate pleasure. His ministrations intensified, driven by an insatiable yearning to fulfill your every desire.

As your body quivered with an impending climax, the culmination of your ecstasy permeated the atmosphere, enveloping Aizetsu's senses. His gaze, fixated upon you straddling him, your thighs provocatively parted, reflected his own insatiable longing, aching to be consumed by the intoxication of your passion.

You let out a low moan, moving your hips down against his rock-hard cock. You were wet and ready for him. "And now, let me fuck you, my little bitch. Are you going to be a good boy for me?"

His affirmation unspoken but unmistakable, Aizetsu positioned his hands beneath the curvature of your supple buttocks, lifting you with a purposeful grace. With precision, he guided you to the precipice of his pulsating cock, and in one fluid motion, he impaled you deeply, filling you completely with his throbbing length. The fusion of your bodies, an exquisite joining, ignited a surge of pleasure that coursed through your intertwined beings.

The electrifying sensation of his presence within you elicited a gasp that escaped your lips, punctuating the air with a symphony of pleasure. In perfect harmony, your bodies moved as one, synchronized in a passionate dance. Your hips gyrated with fervor, grinding against his, igniting a rhythm of unadulterated ecstasy. Each connection fueled the fire within you, compelling an unending cascade of breathless moans to escape your quivering lips, surrendering to the waves of sensation that surged through your intertwined forms.

Aizetsu's gaze was fixated upon you, his heart drumming a wild rhythm within his chest, matching the fervor of your passionate union. In that moment, he embraced the intoxicating blend of pleasure and degradation, fully embracing his submissive role. The realization that you held absolute control over him fueled a surge of exhilaration and contentment. Surrendering willingly to your every desire, he discovered a newfound joy in the depths of his submission, relishing the sensations that washed over him with each commanding touch and fervent connection.

As your bodies intertwined in a passionate dance, Aizetsu could feel the familiar signs of his impending release. The mounting pleasure surged through him, rendering him powerless to resist the imminent eruption of ecstasy. His voice quivered with desperate urgency as he vocalized his inability to restrain himself any longer, his plea intertwining with the rhythmic thrusts. "Fuck. Y-Y/N... I can't. I fucking can't..." Yet, he pressed on, driven by an insatiable desire to bring you pleasure. And then, in a primal release, a guttural growl escaped his lips as he spilled his thick cum deep within you, the warmth of his seed mingling with your own intimate embrace.

You were overcome with waves of pleasure, your voice echoing in the room as your climax washed over you and your moans became loud. Your body quivered, and you clung to Aizetsu's torso for stability, surrendering to the bliss coursing through your veins.

Suddenly, the room stirred with movement as his brothers began to rouse from their slumber. 

A mix of panic and disbelief swept across Aizetsu's face, his mouth agape, unable to find words to explain the unexpected turn of events.

Urogi opened his eyes first. "Aizetsu? What the fuck?”

Karaku chimed in, rubbing his eyes, "Dude, what the fuck?! You’re fucking your ex in our living room?! Are you serious?”

The room was alive with shouts, jeers, and laughter, all directed towards Aizetsu. He tried to defend himself, tried to explain; but only sobs would escape his lips. 

You got off Aizetsu, and smiled, feeling your mixed cums dripping down your thighs, content in the knowledge that Aizetsu's torment was only just beginning, particularly when his brothers discovered what had transpired.

"Wait a moment, Y/N. Where do you think you're going?" Urogi's voice echoed in the room as he swiftly rose from the love seat, displaying his well-built physique. He closed the distance between you, placing a firm arm around your naked waist. “I’m sure you would like to taste a real man, wouldn’t you?”

A faint blush spread across your cheeks, and instinctively, you rubbed your shoulder, feeling a mix of discomfort and unease settle within you.

"She's quite attractive, isn't she? Despite being a bit of an idiot, I must admit, Aizetsu, you have a discerning taste," Sekido remarked, sitting up on the armchair, stretching with a yawn. "That being said, it doesn't change the fact that I'm fucking annoyed you woke me up."

Karaku, already in the process of removing his shirt, nonchalantly tossed it aside. "It's not fair that only Aizetsu gotta have fun with her gorgeous cunt. I want a taste too."

Their objectifying words washed over you, leaving you feeling unsettled, as if reduced to mere objectification, as if your worth was nothing more than that of a piece of meat.

Meanwhile, Aizetsu remained nonchalant, sitting up on the couch, unaffected by his nakedness. "Well, my sweet Y/N, sometimes the tables turn, and this time, it seems you're not the one doing the tormenting, but rather the one being tormented." 

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

Happy Wife, Happy Life.

Hantengu clones x Fem!Reader [Yandere-Angst-Fluff]

Part one.

Dividers by Saradika

Dividers by Saradika

Synopsis: Another punishment causes her to finally go cold with her 'beloveds'. They finally know what has been bubbling up inside of her after the many harsh punishments given to her.

Warnings: Possessiveness (duh), gaslighting(?), manipulation, coddling, isolation, monophobia, stalking, reader loses her shit at them, ANGST, more suffering! :D

Requested by: luvcOree

Ps: I didn't notice that my tumblr auto updated and I had saved this on schedule only to find out that I couldn't edit it, so I had to delete the whole thing and rewrite it only to find out later that you could edit the post 😭 so that's why I have to reset to this- I'M SORRY

Y/N inhaled deeply before timidly asking him the question. "May I go spend some time with my family for today? I promise I'll be home early! I just... want to see them. It's been too long..." To Y/N, this was nothing more than a simple request and perhaps even a reward for having been the obedient wife they wanted and giving them all an equal amount of attention, keeping them all satisfied. To the Hantengus however, this was a question they all dreaded. Their dear wife asking to go outside, even more so to visit someone? What was wrong with staying home? They provide her with everything she needs, get her everything she asks for one way or another. What more does she want? Cowardly as the demon may be, he could not let his dear go. Not the one who he knows believes in his innocence. Not the one he needs. "N.. No... You can't! W-What if you get hurt and.. and I'm not... there?" "But it's just my family! I'll just be there for today and nowhere else! Please, let me go visit them!" But the wife was desperate. She doesn't ask much of neither him or the clones, much less Zohakuten, who she knows is more strict and harsh. Y/N does as she is told, stays home where she is safe and gives them attention.

If they wouldn't let her see them once, then she'll go herself with or without their permission.

Even Urami and Zohakuten on the rare occasions they reveal themselves. Y/N is a good wife, never asks for anything, but this time, she was desperate. She even said that she'll be home before dusk. But the husbands, they disagree. She cannot leave. She'd be out of their sights, vulnerable, in danger. They cannot risk their lovely wife dying, the risk is too grave. "No! You c-cannot go! You'll... You'll get hurt!" What would he do without her? What they do without her? All he would offer is to stay home and spend some time with him which she reluctantly agreed to. Y/N wasn't happy. She could never be happy. Her family! She needs to see them at least once after having left without much of a valid explanation.This morning was no different from the others except for a little bit of harsh weather. Y/N was simply cooking for herself while also being deep in thought. She's been thinking about her family for some time now, especially her sibling. She's been missing her mother and father dearly and it's been eating up at her for too long, she can't take it anymore. After having finished making herself her meal, the woman took a deep, nervous breath and left for the dark room her husbands stayed during daytime.

Walking up the stairs, Y/N was certain that they had already heard her since she was in the kitchen and by the time she arrived, they were all in the darkest corners of the room, or in this case, he was. "Dear?" He was quick to flinch at the mere sound of her voice, but that was just him in general which did not surprise Y/N in the slightest. Hantengu, the main body of the clones, was currently the only one present due to the clones not being seperated. They often stayed merged together with Hantengu to avoid the sun and only revealed themselves at night. This gave Hantengu time to spend with her since his clones would all simply want her attention to themselves (if you like the clones, love him too beuz they're all the same person). "Y.. Yes?" The demon answered timidly to his wife as she entered the room, closing the shōji door behind her.

For the entire day until dark, Y/N was with Hantengu and didn't really do much. She did have some surprisingly pleasant conversations (and with his constant complaining of the evil around him and that he is an innocent demon), cuddled with him the same way she would with the clones, took a day nap and so on. However, while she was a sweet and loving wife towards him, she was waiting for him to leave in search for humans to eat and to find the Blue Spider Lily for his master. Soon, evening would arrive and Hantengu would go out for his hunt and mission leaving Y/N alone until he would return. She watched him shrink and leave through the dark forest of where their shared home is located. When she was sure she was alone, she too would leave. Y/N would pack her delicious sweets for her parents and sibling before then leaving her home.

After almost forty five minutes of travelling by foot, Y/N finally made it to the home of her parents. luckily for her, her sibling was there as well. Running up to the door excitedly, Y/N knocked and waited for one of her family members to open for her. Eventually, all would go as she had hoped. Y/N managed to see her parents after so long, caught up with her sibling and would finally be able to spend some time with them after not having seen them in so long. She laughed, she conversed, she cooked with her father/ mother, played with her sibling like children once more knowing that Hantengu would return at midnight. But that wasn't the case this time.

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The clones were beyond furious that their wife was not where they had left her. They were all lucky enough to have returned home early after successfully killing demon slayers and humans, but another unsuccessful scavenge for the Blue Spider Lily. The entire ordeal had left them all irritated as usual and they simply wanted to be comforted by the loving embrace of their betrothed only to find out that she wasn't there. Sekido yelled and threw a fit, as expected from the clone of anger, and in a desperate attempt to have her back, he forcefully fused. The only reasons the others did not have a problem with Sekido's rather daring stunt is of course for none other than Y/N. Once Zohakuten was formed and Urami had revealed himself, both clones immediately went for the search of their beloved wife. They immediately knew where she was anyways and she would return by choice or by force.

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"Sweet thing... You've disappointed me."

Both clones watched from afar as Y/N laughed loudly with a person who they assume is their sibling. Neither of them could believe she would ever do such a thing despite having been told that she wasn't allowed to go! Both would soon close in on the home of where she was, but would keep their distance. Zohakuten would hit one of his drums and would command one of his wooden dragon heads to close in and for Y/N to return. He was still quite furious at the fact that she left despite having been told not to and Urami even more so. It wouldn't be long before Y/N noticed a strange piece of wood moving and eventually realise who it was. Soon, she would bid her family farewell and leave as they hoped she would. Without wasting any more time, she went to the forested area where Urami and Zohakuten stood and would timidly approach. Zohakuten gave her a steely glare and simply pointed towards his wooden dragon head while Urami would already begin his scolding. "How dare you leave! You had us all worried sick! Did we not tell you that you could not visit your family? You could've gotten hurt or worse! Do you know how much it would've broken us if you did?" That is all she heard until she arrived home.

Urami carried her inside and placed her down before shrinking back to Hantengu, who began to bawl his eyes out. Zohakuten eyed Hantengu for a moment with pity before returning his intimidating gaze back to her. "How dare you leave me, woman. Have you no shame? I thought you were hurt!" Zohakuten continued to go off angrily at Y/N, blaming her for his anxiety and worry. Being the foul-mouthed boy he is, he cursed in his sentences. "You ungrateful wench! This time, punishment will be longer and harsher! You want to disobey me? Fine! I've been too lenient with your behavior!" Said the boy while dragging her by the wrist to the solitary room. "I'm sorry! I just wanted to-" "Silence! I won't hear it!" The door to her punishment once again opened as Zohakuten then so rudely shoved her into the room, this time without a candle before slamming and locking the door shut. "No... No!" Begging would get her nowhere. Not this time.

"When we tell you something, you listen. You will regret disobeying us."

"My little songbird, I thought we had an agreement!"

"... Perhaps a harsher treatment shall remind you not to disobey us again, dewdrop."

And it starts again.

But she didn't beg this time. Perhaps a few tears, but Y/N didn't beg nor did she scream or cry. It dawned on her that perhaps they truly don't care for her feelings and only their own. Perhaps they are selfish monsters who only want to hurt her for their own amusement. At least, that's what their wife began to think. Y/N dragged her futon to the corner and made herself comfortable (as comfortable as she could get in a cold, dark and solitary room), simply staring up at the ceiling in the pitch black room deep in thought of the husbands she loved so much. Before long, the woman fell asleep with a new hatred for her husbands.

The punishment went on for three days instead of the usual two hours. Three entire days of no social interaction, not a word from them and almost no food or water as well. The clones truly did consider depriving her of human necessities, but Urogi had convinced them to be more merciful on their poor wife, having convinced them that she would learn her lesson.

The end of her punishment had arrived. It was over and the clones couldn't wait to hear her say that she had learned her lesson. That she would be a good wife and admit that she will be home where it's safe. That she'll apologise for her misbehaviour. But no, that's not what happened. The clones were absolutely shocked at her behavior when they finally let her out of the room. She was irritable, scornful and suddenly sharp-tongued almost as if someone had flipped a switch and changed her personality entirely. She didn't even want to be in his same room as them, much less have them look at her. Even Sekido began trying the gentle treatment to get closer to her, but that didn't work. "Dewdrop... What happened to her... This isn't the woman I married..." Aizetsu's sapphire coloured eyes began tearing up as he thought of her disrespectful behavior. Y/N would spout hurtful comments at them and express her hatred towards them as if they had hurt her in some way and Aizetsu, he hated that very much. It made him quite sad.

"How dare she speak to us that way!" Sekido growled angrily while thinking of her new behavior towards them. Karaku and Urogi stayed mostly silent about the situation, thinking of what could've happened for her to act like this (hm, I wonder why). They would all continue to discuss among themselves, trying to figure out a way to get closer to her without being met with scorn. "It doesn't matter if either three of us say it, she won't believe us. She'll just shove us away and continue with this." Urogi argues while looking at Sekido. It is true, any apology from either Karaku or Urogi would sound fake and from Aizetsu would sound merely like something to ease her hard feelings. "He's right, you know..." Karaku mumbles quietly while playing around with his uchiwa. Aizetsu knew Sekido would have a huge problem with apologising since he finds it pathetic for someone such as himself, and considering the emotion he is, he would absolutely refuse due to his pride and brash personality. "I already told you fools, I'm not going to apologise!" "Then how do you want her to trust us again, Sekido? If we want our dear back, we have to apologise." Said the relaxed clone in a rather stern tone. Karaku would be the last clone to ever speak in such a stern and serious tone due to his mischievous behavior, but there were times even he knew when it was needed.

There was no one like you. Not in their demented eyes.

He got up from where he said and got face-to-face with his older self, staring at him with a blank expression. "You do it. You'd be the most convincing out of all of us. That or we risk losing her, because then, we'd have to move to measures that we would all like to avoid for her sake." Sekido knew exactly what Karaku meant, he wasn't stupid. If they let her continue this, she would grow more reckless and rebellious, and they couldn't risk that. The vexed clone huffed reluctantly, acknowledging the fact that what his clone stated was indeed correct. He, out of every clone, is least likely to apologise and admit that he was wrong. It's a rather stupid solution in his eyes, but the one that they've come up with currently and they will act on it.So, with a deep breath and some preparation from his clone brethren, he walks to the room where his lovely wife is to apologise.

"Y/N-" "You again? I told you not to even look at me, you disgusting demon!" Those hurtful comments irked him, yes, but if he wanted to get on her good side again, he would have to swallow his pride and apologise like a mature adult. "What do you want from me? Just looking at your hellish eyes makes me sick! How did I even fall in love with you?" Her crude comments continue to flow freely and uncensored as if he were a mere stranger to her. The woman didn't even give him a chance to speak which led him to approach her in the blink of an eye, gripping her shoulders tightly. "Will you let me speak, woman?" Sekido asked and as usual, his snappy tone seemed to slip through. This did not come off well to the wife, as she merely continued to berate him and his clones. Finally, Sekido lost it and yelled at her, shutting her up for the moment. "LISTEN TO ME. I..."

It was a struggle trying to utter those embarrassing words. A demon doesn't apologise, much less an Upper Moon! How dare she make him seem like a fool! How dare she make him be so- so... so weak! This wasn't how things were supposed to be! But... Sekido will play nice, for now, suck it up and apologise. "I'm... sor... I..." Sekido huffs again while interally cursing at himself for being so pathetic. ["It's just a damn sentence...!"] His monstrous grip tightens, but he remembers to tone it down for her fragile human body. After almost a minute of struggling to get out a simple sentence, Sekido does it. It was the simple thought of Y/N leaving him that pushed him to do so. What would they do without her? Who would calm him down when he would have one of his rage fits? Who would Karaku tell his hunts and mission to? Who would keep Aizetsu from sulking? Who would preen Urogi's wings? Who would love him?

"I'm sorry."

Her expression immediately went from annoyed and hateful to shocked and confused. Sekido apologising? What possessed him to do such a 'shameful' act? "I... Understand that what we did to you was too far... My dear wife." It was rough at first, but soon, the words flowed out flawlessly. "My dear wife, I apologise for my and Zohakuten's brash behavior. In a moment of desperation I lost my composure and did not realise what the consequences of my actions would lead to." It was pathetic, but better to seem like a fool than lose the one thing you cannot live without. But she wouldn't fall for it a second time. "How dare you..." Sekido was understandably surprised. "You think a simple apology would have me running back into your arms like the many, many times before? Have you forgotten what you did to me, Sekido? Have you forgotten the many tears I cried because of my fear?" No, he did not. Did they really think she was going to forget it all just like that? All the torture, the punishment just because they did not see whatever she did that time fit? "How many times have you lied to me? How many times have you guilt tripped me into thinking it was my fault even though it was yours?!" "Y/N I-"

"DON'T interrupt ME while I'm TALKING!!"

It was practically trauma at that point and the clones had no one to blame but themselves. What did they expect? The pain and fear would've caught up eventually.

"I'm afraid of you... I don't love you anymore. I-I..." But even then, does she truly believe her own words? Is she that naive that she truly can't see what is wrong here?

"You put me alone in a room without a single thing but a futon and a chamberstick. You're insane...! All of you know I hate being alone! I'm afraid of being alone!! Do my endless screams and cries, begging and hitting the door entertain any of you?" Y/N hoped it wasn't true, but at this point, she was smart to know it was. Her fear entertained them. They were after all still demons and a human fearing a demon is the greatest sight and feeling a demon can get. "No-" "Don't lie to me..." He knew he needed to tell the truth eventually. "... Yes." The thick streams of tears continued more and more like a raging river crashing down a dam and flowing freely. "Get away from me..."

They can't lose you.

She was in their arms faster than she could blink. "Dewdrop... I'm sorry... Don't leave us... please." The sight of his betrothed's beautiful face stained with tears was enough to shatter Aizetsu. He didn't mean to push her this far. What kind of husband tortures his wife? Oh, how wrong they were. "Songbird, you can do anything but leave. You can scream and yell at us, hit and stab us, we will take it all with grace, but please, I beg of you don't leave. I swear on my lord's name we will be better!" The all clung onto her as if she were their lifeline. They will beg, scream and cry if they must in order to get her to stay. She cannot leave. "I'll never laugh at your tears again, I'll never make you cry. Sweet thing, don't leave. I will get on my knees if I have to..." The woman can put them all on a leash if it meant that she'd stay. They might have been all high and mighty then, but the moment she even hints at leaving for good, suddenly they're her lapdogs. It would crush them if she were to leave for good. They cannot lose that one good feeling not even they can describe. It wasn't joy or pleasure... What it was? They did not know, but it felt too good to be let go and she was the cause of this. Neither dignity or pride was no longer of importance to them, only Y/N was.

"You can put me on a leash and I'd say 'Thank you'... Do whatever you want, but you will not leave me." The lengths these psychopaths would go for one woman is near insanity. They were all demented and she was the one person keeping them sane. Possessiveness in a human can only go so far, but a demon is a new thing entirely. Considering their power, they will do what they must for their love, for that one person. They cannot leave, who said they could leave? Some may hurt them and prevent them from doing so, others may become their servants. Whatever works is what they will do. That one person is their entire life. They cannot live without that one person.

"Don't leave me, please."

No, she could never. They had gotten her too far in. She was theirs, she was already claimed by them. Y/N was going nowhere and she accepted that. Horrid as their actions may be, these man-eating demons loved her. They love her.

"I won't."

So it all starts again. Y/N goes back to them, rushing into their arms as they had hoped for. Their arms clung onto to her as if she would disappear if they didn't hold her. They hugged her tightly, not daring to let go of her in fear of her disappearing. They all told her how much they loved her, how they would sell their soul for her to be happy. The clones and their wife cuddled together for the entire night, not daring to let go of her. She was constantly met with kisses, small love bites, licks, whatever, as long as it expressed their love and affection to her.

She wouldn't ever leave them. She was theirs and it was written in stone.

Which still begs the question Sekido had asked last time.

♤|•°A/N°|•♤

"... Would you like to bear us a child?"

Yes daddy, I would love for you to breed me.

Ps: I added Zohakuten, because he too is a clone. Yes, he does see reader as his wife, but that doesn't mean he engages in those acts with reader. He loves her too, but only in a romantic sense. He has the physical build of a child, yes, but that doesn't mean it's sexual. Just thought I'd clear it up for you snowflakes out there.

[gesukii]

Hantengu Clones walking in on you masturbating

TW: fingering,

This does take place in a modern setting, the readers gender is not specified

These mfs is so FINE AHGH

But the dub is HORRENDOUS 😭 especially Karaku but the more I listen to it the more I can convince myself that it sounds good

I mean I wouldn't say it's bad I just don't feel as if the dub voices suit them, like I did not picture them like that.

Anyway I hope you enjoy

Not beta read

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Karaku

He'd been on your mind all day. Karaku. That irritating prick. All day, all day he'd been teasing you. Bunking up against you, lingering wheneer he did. Sexual undertones to everything he did, while handing you a pin he'd accidently stroke your fingers. He ticked you off.

Not even because of what he did, that was part of it, but... What really pissed you off was the fact that he got you so riled up. Sometimes you wished he could just take you right there on the spot. Hmm. The thought made you wet

And all the more eger to get home

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You had just gotten home and it was finally time for you to let lose. Didn't even bother to lock the door. You quickly undressed as you got down onto the bed wasting no time. You got a pillow underneath yourself to straddle as you moved your hips, feeling all up and down your body. Playing with your nipples, caressing your chest grinding your hips on your pillow more and more to create a friction that made you wanna cum right there in the spot.

"uhh~ hmmm ngh ♡" pleasured noises slipped past your lips as your grinding more and more fast.

You couldn't help but feel something was missing though... Someone

"Karaku" you said. The mere thought of him, sent you into heat. He'd been on your mind all damn day. And now finally, finally you got to release yourself from what he put you through. You bounced up and down in the pillow. The pleasure becoming more intense. " -s to much Karaku! Karaku! Ahh!"

The way hed look at you, teasingly, and the way hed accidently bump against you sometimes, the suggestive gestures the look in his eye the tone of his voice his scent, everything.

"Karaku ~" you breathlessly said "Oo Karaku ~!" You moaned, as your hand snaked down your chest down to the pillow you were grinding on. You slid your hand up and down, only imagining what he would feel like underneath you.

The sounds he would make. The sounds he would make you make. The ways he'd touched you. Would he be fast or slow? Would he be a sensual lover? Would he degrade and defile you? Or would he praise and worship you?

"Haa~"

"My my Y/N I had no idea you were such a dirty one"

You heard Karaku behind you. You froze.

" you left some important papers at work today so I thought I'd bring em to ya. Aren't I so nice Y/N~ You should really gimme a kiss on the cheek, I've earned it don't you think?~" He said. Point to his cheek with puffy lips. You could hear the smirk in his voice.

His cocky attitude... During a moment like this...

He walked up to you, placing the papers near your side. Sitting down on your bed.

" Were you finger fucking yourself to the thought of me? Such a needy one aren't cha?" He put his hand under you. You jumped at the sudden warmth. He smirked " I'm here now down worry''

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Okay that's it 🧍🏼ill do the other parts and I'll link them.

[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 🫡

[hawnkoii]

What if Hantengu had a wife? Part 2- Aizetsu💧

Part One - UROGI 🪶

Part Two - AIZETSU 💧

Part Three - KARAKU 🍃

Part Four - SEKIDO 💢

Bonus - HANTENGU 😱

Last updated: 04/21/2024

[ichigos]

The Hantengu Clones with (y/n) but they take notice of your scrunchie collection.

Sekido: INSISTS that you wear a red scrunchie at ALL times. Besides, it’s the best color from the lot that you have… and you look bold wearing red!

Karaku: Will offer to brush your hair in the morning, then pick out a green scrunchie for you to wear. Nearly dies when you take the initiative to choose to wear a green one by yourself.

Aizetsu: Loves ALL your scrunchies but seems to be extra happy when you’ve got a blue one on. Bro sheds a tear when you wear a blue one for two or more days in a row. You look so pretty in blue.

Urogi: Follows you around with a yellow scrunchie until you put it in your hair. No filter on this dude.. he’d be like: “HEY!! Take that other color out!! I think the yellow one would look better!” Urogi has definitely tried to hide all of your non-yellow scrunchies before.

[kaicubus]

Under the Blue Moon | Aizetsu

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warnings ✩° : 18+ smut, dom/sub, cursing, creampie, p in v, intimate sex, unprotected sex, fucking a whimpering demon, size difference, implied taking virginity?, overstimulation!giving, consensual sex, dacryphilia only bc he cries, fluffy undertones.

pairing ✩° : aizetsu x fem hashira!reader

premise ✩°  : once you escape hantengu, you find yourself in a field of flowers, thinking you’re safe only to find one of his demon clones who seems to have already given up before the fight even started.

word count ✩° : 6.4k (holy shit)

authors note ✩° : i apologize for my sinful behavior. that concludes our journey and smut series!! thank you all for loving them!! <3

©kaicubus do not steal

part one here!

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Was this the same demon from before? There was no way. The demon standing in front of you looked downright miserable, somehow even more depressed than the last form he took. He stood tall, yet his shoulders still sunken downwards as he seemed to carry the weight of burdens past human understanding. The entity was silent, fully clothed in a dark kimono that hung over his body with nothing else under it, and has an aura that was practically suffocating you by just being in front of him. Was it really the same demon who was crawling on the ground before?

As you stare up at the demon, the same or not, your chest tightens and suddenly a feeling of deep pity washes over you, taking you under like some sort of broken tidal wave just enough to lower your shoulders and lower your weapon. There’s no way of telling if this demon is actually here to fight, since he looks too depressed to do so, his azure blue eyes are sunken in, with dark low hanging eyebags and a slight pout on his seemingly soft lips. His dark, charcoal colored eyebrows are the only thing that show his emotion, as they’re prominently downward arched and thick with some sort of guilt. Just looking at him makes you feel bad for him, and it’s worse when he’s placed under the light of the blue moon, having the shadows of his face grow darker as he stares at you with a despondent expression. 

The wind blows around you, reminding you of the small, white flowers swaying just below your feet. From what you can tell, there’s no threat coming from this demon. Just sadness.

Before you can say anything, the demon in the black kimono steps forward, forcing you to draw your sword from behind you. It isn’t until he kneels down, only three feet away from you, and crouches down into the lush flower field do you put your blade away. Still concerned, your eyes are hyper fixated on the demon and his sluggish movements, watching his slender hand gently move from out of his sleeve to a bundle of flowers. The demon, who doesn’t seem bothered at all, wraps his fingers around the thin, dancing flowers like they’re the most important thing in this exact moment. His silence is enough to enjoy the brightly shining moon from above, and the quiet night around, but it doesn’t change the fact he’s still most definitely what came out of Hantengu, meaning he could kill you at any second.

Your eyes fall onto him as the demon plucks a single, white flower from the ground and holds it up to his pointed chin, stopping just directly under his cold lips. The demon burrows his nose into the center of the flower, closing his eyes and gently sniffing the plant’s floral aroma briefly. He doesn’t even make a noise when does, but calmly lays it back down once he’s finish, resembling to that of a burial, or homage to the flowers short life.

He seems to notice you watching him, as the demon lifts his head a bit to meet your eyes, curiously leaning forward to watch him. His frown grows larger and he looks away, “The flowers are very nice...don’t you think?” He says, his voice quickly drowning out by the foreboding wind howling louder than he can speak, “It’s a shame. That, sooner or later, they’ll all die. Just like you. It’s sad, really, neither of you asked for such a horrible fate...”

You straighten your posture and glare at the demon only to be met with an even sadder look of his. Up close, you can see just how much the blue color of his eyes seems to slosh with misery and sorrow, along with the double kanji in each of his eyes, signifying his importance and strength of being the fourth upper moon.

“I guess I just have to get this over with...it’s such a pain. You don’t even look like you’re worth the hassle...It’s not every day I get to come out and enjoy these things. After all, the flowers are so beautiful, and the moon is so bright, it almost looks like the sun is out.”

That’s when the thought pops into your head, “You’re saying you don’t even want to kill me? But that doesn’t make sense?”

The demon lets out a cold breath, “I don’t want to fight. But if you kill me, other versions of me will appear and kill you without a second thought. So that means you’re stuck with me. Can you bear that enough so I can take your life first?” The entity makes his way off of the ground and stands on his feet, the edge of his hakama pants now covered in stray white petals. He steps forward and closes in on the distance between you two and bends down to your height, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at you.

“W-Wait just a minute!” You say, blinking quickly, “What are you doing?!”

“I’m...looking at you. It’ll be very sad to kill someone this pretty. If I’m plucking you from this wretched place you call home, I should at least get something out of it. I’m...really sorry human.” Aizetsu mumbles quietly.

“Y/n.” You say without thinking. It was very possible that saying your name meant nothing to him, but for some reason you do it anyways. This seems to catch the demon off guard.

Aizetsu looks into your eyes and observes the situation, but when he can’t seem to piece together why you blurted your name out so suddenly, he makes a small and confused, ‘hm?’ noise before straightening his posture. He’s so close that you have to crane your neck up to look at him, even if he’s seemingly slouched.

Nervously, you suck in a soft breath and continue, “Y/n. That’s my name. What’s yours?”

Through heavy lidded eyes, the demon frowns and grunts a little bit, making it painfully obvious he doesn’t want to continue any sort of conversation with you. But your eager look makes him shudder. “Names...I guess, uh, my name is Aizetsu. But you probably knew that already, right demon slayer?” You did not, “That’s probably why you’re here to see me...no one would ever come see me before.”

Aizetsu. From everything you knew about Hantengu and the rest of his clones, Aizetsu was the demon who represented the emotion of sorrow. It should have been more obvious given the state of his prominent frown and bowed eyebrows, but mostly in his eyes where the color blue shined the brightest. Despite his demonic appearance, Aizetsu presented himself loosely, recluse, but hesitant to even look at you. Almost as if he were nervous to be in the presence of a demon slayer with such a fierce fighting style.

A part of you felt bad for the guy, he was sulking more than ever at the sight of you, not wanting to engage, but you can’t think of a reason why. You haven’t even inflicted any injury to him yet. You step forward, showing no sign of fear and Aizetsu stumbles back, so you move forward, and again he moves back. This back and forth motion between the two of you continues in an uncomfortable silence before Aizetsu accidentally trips backwards, silently falling into a bed of the white flowers with his elbows propping himself up to still see you.

“H-Hey...I know I’m a demon and all, but why do you keep following me? I’m trying to leave you alone...” His eyes flutter downwards with only the sight of your feet allowing him to speak uncomfortably. That’s when you seize the opportunity and stand over him, each side of your leg trapping him in the barriers of your body. You hug his waist with your ankles and prevent him from moving, which he tries to do but gives up half way with a miserable look on his now red face.

“You don’t look like you’re going to kill me, why are you running from me?” It was a weird question, and looking at the position you’re both in, a demon between your legs and a curious hashira pressing for answers, it was clear who was in control here. 

Instead, the demon full of sadness and grief glances up at you and lets out a breath, “...no...”

“Hm?”

“...no...”

“Aizetsu you need to speak louder, I can’t hear you?” You crouch down and sit on his stomach and lean against your palm. If he suddenly snapped and killed you, you already accepted your fate a long time ago. You’re already too far gone in thought as to why this demon was different, and you didn’t feel like killing him instantly like you did before. He was interesting to say the least, and you kind of liked looking at him anyways, it felt like there was a strange new breath of power and dominance. By the looks of it though, Aizetsu was too tired to do anything to you.

“I’m not going to kill you, don’t mouth off at me.” He huffs, his blue eyes filling up with tears before he pulls his gaze away from yours, “Why’re you on top of me? Don’t look at me like that.”

“How am I looking at you?”

“...Like you want something from me...I’m not giving you my life, I was walking away from you before I tripped. Which was embarrassing.”

His two feet arch up and scoot against the flowers, somehow not damaging any, and making his knees form into mountain-like structures against your back, sliding you forward more onto the demon’s chest. Only now you were able to press your palms against him, with the softness of his kimono resting loosely over his firm and slightly cold skin. Your pinky manages to slide under, caressing the tautness of his flesh and swirling itself in a light circle before stopping upon realizing what you were actually doing. When did you become so fond of a demon? It was unlike you, but there wasn’t a bone in your body that seemed to disagree that this demon was different, he clearly didn’t want to kill you, so that’s a plus. In a way, he was handsome too.

Lost in your own thought, you snap back into reality and focus at the now deadly silent Aizetsu who’s blue eyes are widened to an extent you’ve never seen before. His face, now completely a few shades redder, and his legs actively shaking behind your back. All while he’s staring at your hand connected to his bare skin.

“H-Human...” Aizetsu carefully whispers as you carefully start to close the distance between your faces, “I-I’m not so sure you want to do that. I’ve never done anything...like...this before...” His whispers, watching as you slowly inch towards him and close the gap between your faces. Almost instantly, Aizetsu scrunches his eyes closed, easily encasing your lips and feeling the newfound softness of your lips on his mouth.

He’s cold at first, taking in the seconds needed to process what’s actually going on, but quickly warms up at the mere feeling of your mouth on his, letting his senses flare when he finally realizes. It doesn’t take long before Aizetsu sinks into you, claws trailing up your back into your hair and gently tangling themselves into the point of no return, sighing with pleasure and partial nervousness. You arch your head forward and cradle your hand against his cheek, kissing into his mouth and past his sharp fangs, making soft yet lewdish wet sounds as you do so.

You could feel his hesitance to fully kiss you, struggling to find certain ways to hold your body onto his yet still yearning for the taste and touch you have to offer. He pulls you closer, gently, to a more comfortable position for the both of you where you’re now held up by the drastically stronger demon, tanned biceps hugging you in place with a feather-like hold that you’re convinced can break any second. Tears begin to fill his eyes causing a blur to the demon as you dip   down, gently pressing your lips onto him with a kind of tender care Aizetsu has never felt in his life.

He whines out faintly, pushing you back just a bit for you to feel something hard poke against the curve of your ass, catching you by surprise when he stops kissing you and starts trembling. A low groan from deep inside his throat makes way, causing you to soften your tongue against his in an apologetic sort of way and you can feel his breath fan against your face in short, shallow pants. Aizetsu stares back at you with his cheeks now soiled with a red color, his forehead and nose gathering droplets of sweat.

There’s something odd about the sight, seeing an all powerful demon look up at you with such vulnerability in his eyes, waiting for your move and wondering what you’re going to do to him so he can feel more of this strange, new feeling burning deep inside him. Though you hadn’t thought about it before, the sight nearly makes you topple over and faint — you should've realized it sooner — Aizetsu blindly trusts you and would let you do anything to him, even if that makes him obedient to a human. It almost makes you feral knowing each touch makes the demon lose his mind.

To your own surprise, you act without hesitation.

Taking your hand, you bring his face to yours again and catch his lips in your own, now with more force than the last time. Instead of complaining, Aizetsu follows, letting out a strained high-pitched moan and shivers.

Without breaking the kiss, your hands find the opening of Aizetsu’s kimono and wander inside, gently sliding the fabric over his shoulders and feeling it fall all the way down to his waist. There’s no protest when it finally comes all the way off, slipping the garment off his body and for a moment, there’s silence. With his chest now exposed, Aizetsu whimpers at the sudden coldness of the air and clings onto you harder. watchful eyes scan all over his torso, taking in the sight of his rippling abdomen and brown nipples that are painfully erect. He can’t help but press up against you, unintentionally rubbing against your body, igniting some sort of rush inside his chest and core, almost as if the same tidal wave in his eyes had crashed inside him. He can hardly feel his own heart beat.

Watching you move almost made him cringe with excitement, but he knew better than that, better than to feel good under any circumstances. How can he disobey his whole functionality where his sadness is most important to his powers? Aizetsu bites his lip and looks up at you. How could he look the other way? Your body is a sin on its own, simply grazing past it was indulgence he couldn’t ignore. For a moment, it felt as thought all of Aizetsu’s misery had faded away and been replaced by something new and riveting. It almost made him smile. Almost.

Before he can react, Aizetsu’s reminded of his surroundings when your hands push him down further onto the flowers, loosening the tips of his untame locks to fan out in a messy display woven amongst the buds. He lets out a soft breath as your head plunges down, planting open mouth kisses all along the side of his neck, tasting the purity of his supple skin and feeling him twitch from under you.

His head falls back at the roughness of your touch, eyes squeezing shut and mouth falling loose and open. “Y-Y/n, please be gentle. I-I’m not used to this sort of attention.”

Your ears suddenly perk up and a devilish grin drags itself across your face, “I’ll be gentle, just promise to be good for me, ok Aizetsu?”

The demon nods, “I-I’ll be good.”

You  thought you had maintained a good composure before those words. Now it was anyone’s guess on what would happen next.

Almost as if a demon enters your own body, a dark shadow darkens your face and enables you to scoot back, rutting your hand along Aizetsu’s warm chest. You drag your finger along the lines of his muscular abdomen, swiveling down far enough to where your prolonged line is stopped by a blockage of tied fabric. Aizetsu realizes what you want and gives you a soft head nod with pouted lips. From there, his legs shift backwards enabling you to make your way down to the waistband of his hakama pants.

Due to his size, it’s not hard to slip your hand in and find his shaft, after all, you’ve been sitting on it this entire time and just haven’t said anything. In your hands, it’s hard and rough, and even through fabric it’s been the exact same. Aizetsu whimpers at the newfound touch of your gentle hand, carefully taking his sensitive cock out of it’s strict confinement. You only give it a seconds glance, but the image stays in your mind with its daunting length, longer than it is wider in size, somehow looking pretty and neat with just a slight curve. If you weren’t in the position you were in, you would’ve guessed it would sit proudly against his abdomen. You look at the demon with a sadistic grin and grasp it comfortably in your hands and close down on it’s hardness with your fingers gently hugging the sides of the base of it.

Aizetsu swallows thickly, his neck fully craned back to look at you in all your sadistic glory as you hold him still, “A-Are you sure...? I don’t know if I’m worthy enough...to touch you...or even look at you like this...I should be eating you, you should be dead.” You’re practically glowing from his worry.

His words only made you chuckle as you use your other hand to pull up your skirt, revealing a set of perfectly white panties sticking to your entrance that cups the puffiness of your pussy into a sight Aizetsu can feel himself drool over in half a second. “Of course. Whether or not you are worthy doesn’t concern me. I like you, Aizetsu, isn’t that enough?” The words felt foreign on your tongue, but settle so nicely, making you smile and Aizetsu sweat even more.

He gulps down his nervousness as he watches your hand reach down and pull the side of your underwear, tugging it away from your pussy and exposing it to him. Aizetsu sucks in a sharp breath as he stares in pure disbelief at the glistening sheerness of slick clinging onto your reddened folds, wondering just how long it had to take for you to get this turned on by him.

You’re in no position to completely rid yourself of the sticky garment, so brushing it quite literally aside will just have to do. After all, what’s more important is to actually follow through with this and see just how far a demon’s willing to take with you. He’s too entranced to do anything, you can tell by the look on his face, so you bring your hips forward, hovering over the head of his cock, just barley within reach. Your heart burns with excitement as you readily shift his cock to the side to better fulfill your entrance in the center, making in an easy fit using two of your fingers to gently poke it in place. The simple touch causes Aizetsu to whine out, just barley, but you catch it right away and look into his eyes, maintaining stable eye contact as you lower your hips down, removing your fingers and instead holding his shoulders for better balance.

”A-Ahgh...” Aizetu’s chest rises immediately, the warmth of his tip seeps into your cunt, kissing just the surface of your sticky folds, making him let out a small, shaky sigh.

You smirk happily at his reaction and move his dick more, rubbing his head against your slit making soft, wet noises from your own arousal to get him more nervous than he already is. Using your upper body strength, you dip down just a bit to give him a taste of how wet you are before retracting your body from his cock, smearing your slick over him and rubbing it all over again. It was a lot of work to tease him, but luckily for you, Aizetsu was sensitive and yearned for more of your touch despite being severely inexperienced. All he knew was that his cock started to twitch more and more if it wasn’t directly touching you, and it hurt.

“Patience, Aizetsu, this is the best part.” You say in a low, sultry tone, “Getting all worked up over me? How cute...” You look down between your legs and find Aizetsu’s cock pulsate, the redness from his head flushing even more with added shine to it now with your juices dripping all over it.

“Please, I need you so bad...I can’t take it anymore.” He begs with glossy eyes, “I-I need you, please human...don’t tease me like this. It hurts.” He’s trying not to sound desperate, but he can’t help it. Not when he hasn’t felt this good in a long time. But you’re just getting started.

“Where does it hurt, Azietsu? Where do you need me?” At this point, you and him both knew you were asking pointless questions, questions that were clearly asked just to get a rise out of him. But he couldn't get enough. It felt so good just to touch someone after so long, let alone someone like you. Aizetsu shyly looks down at his legs, then up at you, batting his thick lashes helplessly just praying you get the message. He can’t even say something as embarrassing as that.

But of course, you chose not to get it. Looking at him with a false dumbfounded look, you tilt your head to the side and push your lips out, almost sadistically. “Words, please. I don’t get what,” You move your eyes and chuckle softly, “Means.” But before he can answer, you lean forward and catch his breath with your own, hovering just above his lips. Aizetsu shudders.

“I need to be inside you, Y/n. Please I-I need to feel what it’s like. P-Please...”

You tut at his efforts to beg for you, finding it ironic yet adorable how you managed to defeat a demon without using violence or gore, just with your body. It was all so unfamiliar, but you didn’t seem to mind.

Your fingers apply more wanted pressure to Aizetsu’s chest, planting your palms on top of the hard, fluttering surface as you push yourself up. With a grin, your hand wanders downward and holds his steaming cock, gently moving up and down, swirling your soft finger tip along the head, watching him squirm breathlessly under you. You sigh, working your fingers in another circle before fully lowering yourself onto his cock, placing your hips directly perpendicular to his.

Aizetsu can hardly contain himself, waiting with wide, blue eyes spread open in eagerness to finally feel what it’s like inside of you. But before you can lower yourself onto him, you stop. Aizetsu’s cock twitches out of disappointment and he rolls his head back in distress.

“Y/N! No! No no no!” He almost sobs right as you stop, now deprived of any attention to his aching cock. You're right there, how can you stop right there? He wanted to scream. But before he knows it, you press your hands on his chest and kiss him again.

“Mm!” He whines and closes his eyes, his hands finding your back as he drags his sharpened nails down your skin, balling his fists in pure agony as your tongue roughly moves into his mouth. Kissing you was more than enough to Aizetsu. Up until now, he’s only just dreamed about going to heaven and how light and serene it would feel just to be rid of all worldly, immortal troubles that burden him, but now he’s certain he’s finally been inside of it through your lips. Aizetsu’s head begins to reel. You can feel his breathing labor as you lick into his mouth softly, your lips molding against his like they’ve touched his a million times before, only adding to the fluttering feeling he hasn’t stopped feeling since you first kissed him.

You go to pull away, held together by a thin line of saliva, you pluck yourself from Aizetsu’s lips and manage to catch a glimpse of his blushed face and full eyes as you swipe your tongue over your top lip, signaling silently that you liked how sweet he tasted. Aizetsu can only look away.

You sit yourself down and flash the red-faced demon a look of teasing deception, trying your best not to show your excitement and remain solemn and cool toned, when in actuality you want to ravish him. If it were anyone else, you wouldn’t be thinking such impure thoughts or even taking in the sight of his struggled expression as much as you do, but since it’s Aizetsu, you can hardly focus on anything else.

 Of course, given the obvious height difference between you two, Aizetsu standing taller in stature, the size of his length isn’t that much different either. When you think all of his size is in, you’re proven wrong with extra inches yet to be fully sunken into you. Thing is, despite having the power in your position both psychically and mentally, even if you can hide it relatively well, his size is enough to catch you completely off guard and render you speechless. You look at the demon with a wobbly smile of reassurance, quietly letting out a hushed breath so he doesn’t doubt you of your confidence.

Aizetsu pants, feeling your walls clamp down all around his throbbing cock simultaneously, without him even doing anything. It’s enough to drive him insane and whimper out your name. He’s finally getting what he’s yearned for from the moment he saw you, and it’s making him loose all sensibility.

“Y/n...why does it feel so tight?” He asks shyly, swallowing all the saliva pooling on his branded tongue, “I can’t really...move...”

That’s because you're huge! Is what you wanted to say. It had nothing to do with you. It was all him. The sheer size of his cock was enough to question if he would penetrate through some vital organ, but he seemed to fit just enough to avoid that. It’s still such a tight fit that no amount of loosening or lubricant could make it less tight. With every shift in your posture, you feel your walls squeeze around him, in return making Aizetsu whine in agonizing, overwhelming pleasure. Still, your face remained with the same, twisted grin that made the demon under you wriggle in shame, his face at least five shades darker than what it used to be before.

You bite your lip and exhale slowly, trying to calm your breathing as well as the hard thumping inside your chest, “H-How long has it been since you last had sex?” the question comes out in a harsh whisper, your eyebrow twitching as you struggle to accommodate his size.

Aizetsu looks away sheepishly and hides behind the back of his hand, “I-I haven't. Not in way in a long...long time...hngh!” He chokes out, “F-Feels so good...I’m so ashamed...I shouldn’t be enjoying human pussy like this...”

You look over your shoulder and glance at the demon’s lower half, seeing how much he’s wiggling around as if you hadn't felt it already.

Without even moving, you can feel your thighs tremble and your knees give out as soon as he whines just a little louder. When you fall onto Aizetsu’s chest, you’re grabbing onto his shoulders, hands crimping into painfully tight balls that are now sure to leave marks into his skin. But Aizetsu couldn’t care less. The demon groans in anticipation and lets his head fall back, rolling his neck to the side to still look at you through teary, slitted eyes. Through it all, he still wants to see you and how you react, since if he’s feeling like this, you must be feeling so much more. But your smile proves him wrong, which only makes his face burn hotter. 

Aizetsu’s body was on fire, sweat trickles down his face as you smile at him, sliding your hand over his dewy forehead just past his horns. It was impossible to make him stop moving with how much he’s grinding into you, groaning and whining out your name. He moves his cock up deeper into you with a buck of his hips, pulling you down into his constricting hold, and desperately clinging onto you.

“Fuck-Feels s’good Y/n, feels-ngh!” He cries. You groan out soft profanities at his energy, feeling your hips move on their own as you sink down deeper, letting your legs clench down on his waist, your pussy drooling all over his hard cock. You go to slow your movements, letting your body come to a gradual stop before Aizetsu cries out desperately.

“Please! P-Please don’ stop, Y/n. I’ll do anything—p-please just don’t stop!”

Aizetsu kicks and bucks his hips up into you, frantic to not lose the feeling he’s loving so much, all meanwhile he’s gripping onto your sides with such strength that it’s hard to ignore. You bite your lip and refuse to let out a noise of encouragement and instead look back at Aizetsu, who’s practically begging for more attention. Full of shame and worry, the demon cries and doesn’t let up, too fucked out to even think properly as tears seep out from his glassy eyes.

You feel your heart leap out of your chest as his very teary eyes cling onto you, not looking away as his mouth hangs open, offering you the sight of his branded kanji tongue that reads ‘sorrow’ as well as a growing pool of saliva he can’t seem to control. If he could, it wouldn’t leak down the corner of his lips as quickly as it does.

Laughing a bit, you bend down to meet his face with yours, “You're moving so much Aizetsu. Does it feel good being inside me? Hm?“ You say, trying your best to hide the twinges of pain shocking between your legs.

“It actually does...It feels r-really good, Y/n. Hngh! You’re already so wet, did I do something? You’re dripping all over me...” He pants breathlessly, gritting his teeth just to hold out a little longer.

You couldn’t answer him. How are you supposed to get off to the fact you’re a hashira sent to kill demons like him if all he’s going to do is remind you of your feelings and point out the obvious. The thought is worse than the act itself.

“A-Ah, aahmm, mmm...” Aizetsu moans, squeezing his eyes tighter until he sees small, star-like dots start to form.

He throws his head back and cries out, “Auugh! You feel so good, more, m-more, please!” Aizetsu whimpers again, now holding onto your back harder, trying desperately not to let himself go and embarrass himself. But he just can’t help it. He’s too caught up to notice that you want him to, so you continue to swivel your hips onto his cock, using every ounce of strength to hold the writhing demon under your grasp to tell him.

“You’re so cute, ‘Zetsu, my cute little demon. Can’t really think when you’re inside me, can you? You’re mine, say it.” His eyes widen at the confidence that whispers between your lips, “Say it, Aizetsu. Say that you’re my demon.” Your face darkens with a sadistic smirk blooming on your face.

You watch as Aizetsu’s lips tremble open, eyes closing and mouth widening with gasps of pleasure escaping his craned back throat. Just as you swivel your hips again, Aizetsu’s cock jumps inside your tight walls, causing your mouth to gape, letting out a sultry moan.

The demon’s eyes flicker between watching his member disappear and your exultant expression only sweltering with excitement, awaiting for the sweet words to come out of his mouth.

“I-I’m yours. I’m yours, Y/n!” He buries into you so deeply, you swear you can see your own stomach bulge.

“I-I’m yours. I’m yours, Y/n!” Aizetsu cries out and buries into you so deeply, you swear you can see your own stomach bulge. At this point, you can’t hold back anymore, what once was tolerable pleasure quickly turned into a tsunami of arousal now crashing against the cages of your body, hitting you and knocking you forward down to his level. You gasp out in shock as his hips rock into yours, hitting all the sweet spots you weren’t even aware of at this point, kissing all edges of your quivering core.

He moves your body up and down, using the momentum of his lower half to fuck you harder than before, still clinging onto the center of your back with his nails probably drawing blood from your skin. But who are you to care? In that moment, all you can hear through shut eyes are the wet and sloppy noises spilling out from your own arousal moving up and down on Aizetsu’s cock, making it purposefully loud so both of you can hear.

“G-Gah! Oh—fuck!” You groan through locked teeth, trying to get a better control on the position by holding down on his arms, planting them back down into the flowers below. Fighting for that dominance, you squeeze around his cock and stare down at him, huffing and puffing for air as soon as your body gets moving again, now faster than before. You can feel all of him, loving the little twitches and moments of pulsations and even uncontrolled bucks of his hips as he searches to find your sweet spot again.

“You’re already close, I can feel it. Gonna cum for me, ‘Zetsu?” You align your forehead to his and giggle happily, “Gonna cum for your human? You can cum inside of me, that’d make me really really happy...”

You desperately wanted to cry out his name with Aizetsu under you doing the same, moan out how good he makes you feel, or even how much you want him to fuck you harder, but you stay silent. Nothing comes out of your mouth, only heavy breaths and small praises that send Aizetsu over the edge with overwhelming pleasure. With added kisses against his neck and cheek, Aizetsu feels himself about to burst, a feeling he’s not so keen on having. If any other time he felt this close to dying, now was the most. 

“N-Ngh! Ah! Hah, hah, n—HH! I’It’s too much! T-Too much! I can’t-I can’t! Y-You’re too—gah!” Aizetsu sobs, pleasure rolling in waves all inside his body, “I-I’m gonna—”

“That’s it, let it out for me~” Your words send him dissolving into a whiny mess. His mouth falls open, now overflowing with copious amounts of drool you smile to see, and tears roll down his cheeks now more than ever. You bite down on your lip and exhale hard, feeling the effects of his cock hitting you in all the right places yet again, pounding deeper and deeper until finally, knocking right into your core.

“F-Fuck! Gonna c-hnGH!” You gasp out, arching your back, hearing Aizetsu hiccup as well, closing his eyes and causing his vision to fade to black. With a final hit, Aizetsu stops all together, as do you, and cries out, gripping onto your back harder than ever. The sensation radiates and melts instantly inside his body, filling inside yours with a hot, gooey fluid that spurts into you with another groan from the demon. You cry out and feel your body shake as well, curling down into his chest as the same, crashing feeling bursts inside of you and onto his cock. Almost as if only warmth was spilling into you directly, your body fills with heat.

After a moment of catching your breath, you stretch back out into your normal height and look at Aizetsu with flushed cheeks. Your body is still weak, sensitive to the touch and rightfully sore, even Aizetsu knew that. For him, it wasn’t easy to even talk or even articulate any formal sentences, but it didn’t matter now. Nothing seemed to.

Your delicate hands find refuge in his hair when he sits up properly, taking a section from out of it to look at all the ivory petals tangled inside. He looks so beautiful under the blue moon. It feels so surreal to have him so still, have him there with you in blissful, serene silence. From what once was a frightful demon voided of any emotion other than sadness and misery, had turned into a demon who seemed to find something else, or rather someone, to live for. Your heart is full, and so is his, but it shows in a frown that you already seem to know is a smile to him.

You look down between your trembling legs and widen your eyes at the sight of the sheer amount of slick coating your inner thighs. White strings of bliss all entangled around his cock so much that the mixture of juices are leaking down the sides of it. With what little strength you have left, you lift yourself off of Aizetsu’s cock and back down behind it, now being able to see it in its entirety, messy and coated in cum. Excess liquid spills out of you in large, thick quantities with the warmth taking hold of your whole body, trickling down the center of Aizetsu’s lower half.

“You’re mine,” You say as a form of relief, “Mine mine mine...” You bend down to press a gentle kiss against his lips, pecking the demon sweetly.

“Mm!” He mumbles in protest, “D-Don’t call me that so lightly...” Aizetsu pants, blinking so that his vision is clear, “Y-You’re painfully mean, especially to someone like me.” His eye brows fall sadly as he pouts again.

You can’t help but smile, “Someone like you? You mean my little demon?”

[yuki2sksksk]

No context for this sneak peek of future chapter in my fanfic

Yes, that's Kaburamaru

[kyojurismo]

Could I request smut with a f!reader with Urogi and Aizetsu? 👉👈

characters : aizetsu, urogi

tags : nsfw, fem!reader, oral sex ( r receiving ), penetrative sex, overstimulation, aizetsu whimpers ( of course he does. ), EVERYTHING IS CONSENSUAL I PROMISE !!! lemme know if i forgot something bc i wrote this late at night so my brain doesn’t function properly ( spoiler. it never does ), not proofread.

notes : well, sorry it took me a couple of days but i didn’t know what to write for urogi ): i hope it is alright & i’m sorry if it’s short ldmdnd. thank you for sending a req by the way !! <3

AIZETSU

he gets off by the sound of your moans. i’m not kidding, he loves hearing how much he’s pleasuring you, he always feel like he’s never doing enough for some reason… how sad.

“please! ngh– i-i’m ready, please,” you beg him as you tug at his hair, his skilled tongue keeps lapping on your wet cunt making him seem a starved man. “i need more, ‘zetsu…”

he can’t deny you for longer as he finally pulls away, his lips and chin completely soaked with your sweet nectar. the sight makes you clench around nothing as you whimper softly. when aizetsu finally penetrates you, you hear him moan against the skin of your neck. “so warm,” he whimpers.

he’s quick to start thrusting into your welcoming hole, the squelching sounds coming from where you two are connected are accompanied by your moans and groans. his cock is rubbing against all your sweet spots and you arch your back off the futon as you roll your eyes in pure ecstasy. aizetsu cries as he feels your cunt clench around his lenght, his release approaching even faster.

who will come first this time?

UROGI

“ahh! n-no… stop!” you try to push urogi figure away, even though you feel your legs close tightly around his head on their own accord. “then lemme go,” he chuckles deeply before resuming fucking your clenching and warm hole with his tongue. his fingers draw circles on your puffy clit, causing your lower body to tremble uncontrollably.

“pleasepleaseplease,” you arch your back, gripping the sheets so hard your knuckles turn white. urogi doesn’t stop of course.

he promised he would make you cum until you pass out, and in fact it didn’t take long for him to strip you of your clothes and dive into your pretty cunt.

“aw, is it too much for my baby?” he mocks you as his fingers move to push into you, quickly to rub at your g-spot, making you cry for the pleasuring feeling growing in your lower belly for the fifth time.

you start babbling nonsense as you try to make him stop but a deep part of you is craving even more, that’s why you find yourself grabbing his horns and pull him towards your needy center once more.