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misslili265 · 2 years

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Akaza x f.reader

Fluffy

This was an emergency to a friend who comfort me... Thank you, for your kindness and empathy. Hope you like this one...Just wrote now.

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Akaza has always had his values, and even the most powerful creature that is Kibutsuji Muzan, accepted him to be in the top rank with his beliefs. Akaza crawled through the nights, and on one of the falling nights he noticed something that seemed to glow.

This is the description of the first time, but Akaza had been doing the same thing for several weeks…In a flower field near your home, you would put the beautiful and diverse colors in your basket to take home.

The flowers moved with the wind from side to side with a calm noise that make you feel peace, as did your hair over your face, which was suddenly revealed.

The observation was outside your consciousness, but eyes as colorful as the flowery field full of life that surrounds you, are watching you.

The scene was pure, innocent and candid. Akaza has these words on his mind as he looks at you.

And you seemed to want to pay tribute to your surroundings. by your outfit flowery dress with delicate print was the perfect mach for the moment.

Akaza runs his fingertips up and down the torso of the three where he's watching you from.

Since when did Akaza become silent? It seems like there is always a first time for everything.

When you finish your colorful harvest, you who from the beginning, were found singing softly, take the melody with you towards your home. Curious eyes follow you...

Your walk, your way, your singing look like what? Weakness? No… it's different, it looks like something that transcended all the darkness that Akaza had had in his chest until then.

You were singing and traveling in your thoughts to deal with yourself. But the energy that all those beautiful life forms brought you, does you good.

Your home is gaining colors and new arrangements. You didn't notice, y/n, but you got pretty much every color except one.

He feels something that makes he act, Akaza's artistic and strong hands move to grab a few copies of what you've started, as if he wants to participate of this beautiful moment, awash in the beauty and vivacity you spread as he watched you.

Vases are scattered around the house and when you move to another environment of your cozy space, you see some different flowers that you hadn't picked in front of your door. When looking at the flowers, the feeling of confusion is understandable, but it doesn't sound threatening to you.

When you looked up you saw a male strong silhouette in the night, you couldn't see very well, but he looked like a guy with unusual clothes.

Intrigued or carried away by a sudden spirit of adventure you speak from the depths of your curiosity.

"- Anm, thank you, whoever you are."

The silhouette from the back stops for a moment. You're wondering if you were good or bad at talking.

Akaza didn't know the reason for allowing you to see him, but he did so on purpose. And your voice summoned him to your presence, which from the beginning he could not ignore.

Akaza's footsteps now address you. And when you look at the "guy" you realize that it's not just a guy, but something very different. When you see it, you open your eyes to take it all in.

All the colors he possesses plus with a sincere expression smiles slightly as if he exactly wants to be summoned by you. After noticing your silence, he introduces himself.

"- I'm Akaza, and it was no effort for me to do that Miss." He was the gathering of all that could be beautiful and poetic every detail oh him invites you too fall for him.

The short and soft hair in a beautiful shade of pink, the beautifully designed eyes, with all the perfect structure and colors.

Akaza is an oni, but to you it sounded like an angelic creature.

You involuntarily taken in by the sight before you smiles back. And with your smile, new colors appearing on the features of the angel who came to give you presents, themselves and are similar to the color of the beautiful hair he has, he is totally blushing as he closes the smile but doesn't remove the friendly expression from his face.

"- Akaza, what a different name."

He looks frowning, wondering if different means something good or bad.

"- It's a good-sounding name."

Akaza didn't see you for the first time, he passed this same field several times. Looking for the flower he needs to find, but your kindness and warmth are something he's digesting yet.

"- I'm y/n. Akaza, thank you again for doing me this gentleness. Can I offer something in return?"

He doesn't know what to think, but the desire to be in your presence moves him.

"- Something?"

"- Yes, can I make you some tea? Do you like it?"

Akaza finds himself delighted," how can anyone find me trustworthy, has she not seen me? Can't you see I'm not human? " …He wonders, but his footsteps address your invitation.

Akaza appears to have his body acting on its own accord. As you place him on the seat in your kitchen he watches you with interest. Your absence of fear. And look at the environment around, so welcoming. Akaza feels like the sensation of being welcomed in a body of warm water. But that is flooding you from the inside.

You sit next to the mysterious angel who presented you, not with a rude courtship, but subtle and silent.

You serve him, Akaza's beautiful eyes are intent on every gesture your hands make as you pour tea into a delicate piece of china.

"- I hope you like it. Akaza." And again like an arrow in the heart of the number three you pierce it with your smile."

Akaza is admiring you. But he doesn't realize that he is exerting so much power over you too. And finally Akaza's curiosity leads him to ask you.

"- Aren't you scared?"

While you drink the tea, which Akaza just wraps the piece with the liquid with his hands, you put yours back on the table, answer.

"- Fear of someone who presents me with flowers?" And in your cruelty, makes him bleed, smiling again.

Akaza didn't know what was going on his the mind and heart that were making such a mess, but he decides to leave. "- Thank you y/n. I have to go."

"- Oh, all right. It was a pleasure having your company. Akaza." You tone was sad.

He bows in a gesture of respect. Despite not dressing like a gentleman, he behaves like one.

He leaves more than quickly with his face burning, as well as yours.

That figure does not leave your mind. His hair ruffling as he smiled faintly at you was that beautiful face all well designed, you wish you dreamed of at night while you look at the beautiful flowers he has lovingly picked.

Meanwhile, Akaza lets a new day arrive, he has a noisy mind now, full of racing thoughts. And one that seems to scream more than any other is the desire to see you again. He even finds himself airborne, even Douma's taunts don't seem to capture Akaza's attention.

Night comes, the next day and you are cooking and cutting your food while remembering the angel who came to visit you before. You sigh and finish cooking your dinner, time passes slowly. You sit alone, remembering that yesterday you had someone with you, sharing something.

Three knocks are heard at your door. You hesitantly head out to see who it is… and yes with a hopeful heart. And when you open it your eyes find a bunch of flowers with different colors from all the previous ones, and this time the person responsible for the feat is not walking away, but is looking at you from a distance.

That soft expression is etched in you again.

"- Akaza!" The excitement in your voice makes him sure what he suspects, that his presence is wanted.

"- Oh thank you, come on, I can share my dinner with you." Your smile makes Akaza want access to all the flowers in the world. But he doesn't know that to you he is more beautiful than any select field of flowers.

He walks towards you with a more open smile and entering your home sees that the flowers he brought were placed in the most beautiful way and in the most formidable vase that you had.

"- What a splendid arrangement you made y/n, with your new flowers."

You blushing, but wanting to keep him close, responds.

"- They are the most beautiful, as is the kindness of the gentleman who brought them to me."

Akaza turns to your gaze and approaches. You feel how much you want to be close, it's as if physics attracts you both in the most absurd way, but not as a mere and empty carnal matter, it's something superior.

He walks to you now being who he is, brave and courageous. As you face him, you feel one of Akaza's hands gently touching one of your cheeks, your face it's being lovingly caressed by an angel. And with your strong heart beats you lead your hand over his, now you let yourself feel it, it's so warm and welcoming the touch that he offers you.

He, feeling your skin on his hand, in a natural protective instinct that's just grow, can't help, but wraps his arms around you.

Ah… it was what you desired most from this angel. You wrap around him in return.

The hug is full of everything you both craved. You can feel him put his nostrils on top of your head to smell your hair, he closes his eyes to immerse himself in this moment, just like you.

After you two warmed up, his words reassure your feelings.

"- You can have all the flowers you want, and with that, everything else I can be."

"- Without flowers I can get by, but without everything you are, Akaza... I can't."

The effect of your sweet words?

You feel his strong arms squeezing you even more and whispering your name... over and over again...

I love fluffys 💓

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babyzzz · 2 years

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〻The Debt - ꒰ Third Part ꒱ - Akaza&Fem!Reader

N/A: hello, this is the third part, i hope you guys enjoy reaing this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3

warnings: face sitting, hanjob, tongue fucking, oral sex (reading receiving)

wc: 6,3k

tagging: @madamxrose

part 1, part 2

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Things went off course Akaza had planned. He knew that his position of upper moon would bring him certain benefits if he continued with his subservience to that demon. Before, he didn't mind being an obedient dog of Lord Muzan, as his nature of not questioning any orders imposed brought him certain perks, such as choosing not to kill women, but now this perk ended up bringing him a headache – which he was beginning to love having: the girl in the yukata printed with the lotus flower. Following his condition of never hurting a woman, it caused him to simply not ignore that woman's presence and put her in his way. He knew that doing so would put things at risk, and keeping it a secret from Muzan was simply absurd, but he felt it was worth taking such a risk to feel her once more under his fingertips. However, the control he thought he had over forbidden encounters with a human was slowly turning out to be false. He didn't even have control of his own will, let alone being free to have an affair with someone other than a demon? But that was an added incentive for him to put himself in a position of extreme danger, even if it meant putting a target in that human's forehead as well.

With that in mind, he decided he should walk away from her. She would never do it, so the initiative should come from him.

However, he faltered on the third day. When the sun shone in the sky, and he was hiding like a rat in the darkness, he wondered what she was doing. Whether she was walking freely through the streets, making people look at her with admiration for her remarkable beauty, or whether she just stayed home and went about her business. There were so many things going through his mind that he thought he would go crazy. And before he was swallowed up by insanity, he received a new order from his master: try to find out about the blue spider lily and kill the boy with hanafuda earrings.

The mission was even easy, what was difficult was having to wait for the spectacle of that lower moon until his time to appear to his target, which only gave him time to kill the Flame Pillar, not giving him time to complete his mission because the sun was rising on the horizon.

Lord Muzan's punishment for his poorly completed mission was painful and rekindled in him the immense anger he felt at having been called a coward by that pesky brat, which made him shatter the Nichirin's sword with bare fists to purge all hatred.

He then remembered the girl in the lotus flower yukata, she should have been waiting for him, but he couldn't see her being in a rage because he wouldn't be as kind to her as he had been since the first time he saw her. And all he would least want to happen was to scare her away and make her run away from him. She was the beautiful part of the world and he didn't want that beauty to disappear from his sight. So he didn't go to see her.

But the third night came and he no longer felt the anger so much. With no question of his whereabouts all night, Akaza found himself compelled to return to that place. He shouldn't have, but his feet betrayed him and took him back to her. It had been a long time since he had felt that anxiety for something to happen and as he approached their meeting point, his eagerness to see her only increased and he couldn't contain the urge to accelerate his steps further to reach and to take her in his arms to smell the sweet scent of her hair, the softness and warmth of her skin and the fruity taste of her lips. She was the only thing that made him put his thoughts in order and calm the storm in his heart, because with her around, everything felt beautiful and easier. He felt strangely alive.

When he finally arrived at his training zone, and also the meeting point with the girl, he immediately felt her presence. She was calm and gentle even though she was so many meters away and impossible to be seen. Akaza wondered how it was possible for a human to have such an imposing aura like that, it was even suffocating the way her presence attracted him.

With lazy steps, already aware that all his anger had been drained from his being, the demon finally approached the cave and at last saw her.

Like a beam of sunlight hitting him squarely, her shape made him sigh. Uncomfortably, she was in her favorite position: her knees slightly bent as her arms circled her legs in a kind of hug. She had her eyes closed and he realized that she was dozing, he could feel her breathing soft, common when a human is sleeping. Despite appearing to be poised and aware of the position, he caught the moment her body tipped to the side and with his speed, he arrived in time to keep her head from hitting the rocky cave wall.

The hand resting gently on the side of her face made her open her eyes sharply, awakening her from sleep. She looked at him confused and scared, but soon calmed down when she realized it was who she had been waiting for that was holding her. And then a smile lit up on her pretty face, making even her eyes smile along.

"You've finally arrived!" she said with unusual excitement, not letting her smile fade.

"Why are you smiling like that?" he asked, a little uncomfortable with the feeling that something was burning in his chest because of that smile.

"I'm glad to see you, that's why!" She closed her eyes and lightly rubbed her face against the palm of his hand that still held her head.

"I really don't think it's healthy for you to be happy to see me." He sighed and pulled his hand back gently, tucking it behind his back, rubbing his fingers over his palm so the feel of her soft skin dissipated.

"I thought you wouldn't come. We haven't seen each other in days, I thought you had given up on me." She made a sad face, letting her smile fade.

"I was minding my own business, I didn't have time to play with dolls. Sorry," he said with his usual sarcastic tone, trying in vain to hide the joy he felt reading between the lines that she had been waiting for him all this time. "But since I'm here, we can get down to business, hm?" He took his hand from behind his body and placed it on her face again, but this time caressing her cheek. "What did you do during this time we weren't seeing each other?" It was a rhetorical, indirect question on the subject he really wanted to know.

"Hm... I cleaned my bosses room today. Yesterday I cooked food from a strangely named country. The day before yesterday I wen-" and she couldn't finish the sentence as she felt his fingers land on her lips, so she stopped talking.

"No need to give me your entire to-do list, I just want to know if you met that bastard again and let him touch what's mine," he finally got to the point he wanted to get to. "Geez, girl, you need to learn to read between the lines." And again he let go of her face.

"Ah..." She opened her mouth, demonstrating understanding. "I didn't see him, but I got a letter from him." She sighed.

"And what did he say in the letter?" He held back so the anger didn't start to spread.

"He just said that can't wait for us to get married so he can lay his hands on me unhindered," there was a lot of discomfort in her speech and the way she wrinkled her nose in disgust.

And just the image Akaza had of her being touched by another man made him grunt, and she realized. "I don't want that day to come," she assured him firmly and took her left hand to reach for his right hand, he let her hold it.

A silence fell between them, and her delicate hand was still holding his rough one.

Still holding hands, he moved to sit beside her. With his face turned to her side, he studied her. He noticed every corner of that pretty face, admiring it and digging her image into his mind, making that damn hanafuda earring reduce to a mere pebble in his path. At that moment, all that dominated his mind was her and the warm, illuminating sensation that her presence brought him.

She realized he was staring at her intensely and cringed in embarrassment. She liked being the focus of his attention, but sometimes she felt the size of an ant when he looked at her like that.

"Look at me," he ordered.

She hesitated a little, feeling her face burning, but slowly turned to face him.

He continued to assess her. Everything about her was beautiful, it even looked like a detailed work of art, one of those very expensive ones that man had in the room he stayed in when he was disguised as a rich, sunlight-sensitive kid.

"What's wrong?" she asked reluctantly, trying to shake the oppressive feeling his gaze caused.

"I'm just looking at my lotus flower and thinking about the way I'm going to smear it today." He smiled and caressed her warm face. Her lips parted at his response and he felt the shyness coming from her. "When you get shy like that I go crazy. I just want to say goodbye to my patience and fuck you until you're fully covered in my dirt," he replied, running his thumb over her bottom lip. "Your lips are so beautiful and soft... I wonder if they would look even more beautiful when they're around my cock." And a sly smile tugged at the demon's lips next to his eyes shining with bad intentions.

She felt every cell in her body stir from what she had just heard. Akaza was extremely unfiltered when it came to speaking and it always caught her off guard. But deep down, everything he said was fuel for her desire to burn inside her and the heat to spread through her body until it reached between her legs.

She looked away in a futile attempt to keep Akaza from realizing the devastating effect his foul mouth had on her.

But without any warning, she was only able to see him get up and the next second to be in his arms. She clung to him tightly, feeling the night wind beat mercilessly against her skin at the speed at which he was running with her in his arms, and then he climbed a steep ravine until he reached the top of it.

"Where are we going?" she asked. On the run, her geta fell and were left behind.

"I'll find a better place for us to stay" he replied simply and then stopped when they reached an open field. "Here's good. " He set her down, keeping his arm tight around her waist so she wouldn't fall over.

"Wasn't there good enough?" she questioned, still dizzy from the insane rush.

"There's more space here. " He shrugged. Checking out the new environment, which consisted of an extensive lawn with some trees planted in the distance and a small lake composing the scenary. Realizing that it was not an easily accessible place, although it was a good place to be, and there the moonlight would illuminate better. He knew she liked the light and he liked the privacy. A perfect place for both.

"How did you manage to get up here?" She was really amazed, having no idea that one day she would be able to reach the place where that ravine led.

"Are you really asking a demon that question?" He arched an eyebrow. "There are many things I am capable of doing," he replied as if it were obvious, but she was too busy looking around, completely in awe, ignoring what he was saying to boost his own ego.

And he pinched her cheek, pulling her to face him.

"Don't ignore me, you brat." He blurted out the moment he noticed her pained expression.

"Sorry... I was just noticing the beauty of this place" she justified herself, massaging her sore cheek.

"It's just grass here, it's not so beautiful," he replied.

She turned to face him.

"You are amazing." She smiled and walked over to give him a furtive kiss on the cheek.

Taken by surprise by that, he looked at her inquiringly.

"What was this?"

"A kiss...?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Tsk. I always kiss you on the mouth and you come and give me a smack kiss on my face?" His lip was twisted in an expression of distaste.

"It's a gesture of affection!" She looked offended.

"Affection? You have affection for a demon, huh?" He laughed ironically.

"Ah, forget it!" She frowned and crossed her arms, such like a spoiled child, she remained irritated until he poked her swollen cheek.

"Is this how you go about convincing your superiors to let you go out in the middle of the night to get undressed for a demon?" he teased, amused at the childish way she was acting.

"They don't know I'm coming to see you," she replied, trying to bite his hand that was squeezing her cheek.

"Tsk, tsk, what a reckless girl," he said in a disapproving tone, sitting down on the lawn and pulling her by the waist to sit next to him.

"Cynical," she huffed.

"Me? You were the one who always came over here and kept saying hi to me or trying to kill yourself so I'd drop my training to pay attention," he accused, making her shrug.

"I just wanted to prove to you that you cared for me," she grinned mischievously.

"It's not that I cared, it was that I thought it was absurd for you to climb a tree and then not be able to come down and keep throwing leaves at me so I could get you out of there." He arched an eyebrow.

"And you obeyed to…" she reminded him.

"I had to finish every session of my workout and couldn't concentrate with a human misfit in my way. "

"You liked it, you always took the opportunity to hold me tight..." She narrowed her eyes, looking at him trying to get some confirmation out of him.

"Not really. I didn't even notice you," he said quickly.

"No? How not?" She was outraged by the answer.

"I only noticed when you fell to your knees in front of me that time you dared to go down alone. You in that position ended up awakening something in me." He grinned mischievously, amused at all her pose giving way to the usual shyness.

"I hurt my knees and you thinking naughty," she complained.

"Nobody told you not to wait for me to get you out of there."

"You threatened to take me to my house, like, a demon taking me home?"

"Hmmm, so you're afraid your lovely humans will know you're in the company of a demon?" He smiled teasingly.

"No! If they saw you, they would definitely try to hunt you down!" she defended herself.

"So you were worried about my life?" He laughed. "Silly. What do you think they could do to me? Weak and slow, I'd finish them off in a heartbeat." He realized he'd gone too far in feeling her uncomfortable.

"It's my family you're talking about," She sighed.

"That's why I always warn you to stop seeing me. You see them as family, I see them as mere stupid humans who might become my meal." He locked gazes with hers defiantly. And she was silent. "But I'm not interested in them, I just want to know about this treasure that dwells among them." He ruffled her hair.

"What did you do during this time that kept me waiting for you?" she asked to change the subject.

"If I tell you, you'll be in danger." He squeezed her cheeks with one hand, making a cute little pout appear on her lips.

"Why?" she asked a little breathlessly from having her mouth compressed.

"Because our existence is confidential. In theory, I couldn't even let you live after you saw me." He released her face and saw her massaging the area.

"You had such a chance to kill me and have me as your dinner," she said with a grimace as she imagined him feeding on pieces of her.

"I'll have you as my dinner. But not in the way you're thinking." His eyes gleamed with mischief.

"How?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Fucking you really good," he replied bluntly, making her feel embarrassed. "By the way, what did you do during my absence? And I don't care about your business, I mean during the night when I wasn't here," he went straight. She looked away. "Tsk. I'm going to start punishing you for real," he warned, placing his hand on her thigh, under her yukata.

She shivered at the feel of his hand on her thigh. Any touch of his on sensitive areas of hers was enough to make her insides burn with desire.

"Now answer me, what did you do to satisfy yourself while I wasn't here?" He slid his hand dangerously up her thigh, drawing closer to her intimacy.

She bit her lip, feeling her breath quicken.

"I touched myself… during the shower," she admitted in a thin voice, wanting to explode with embarrassment.

"Did you touch yourself, huh?" Akaza smiled broadly, taking a strand of her hair and bringing it to his nose, inhaling to smell it. He was so close to her that he could feel her breathing getting faster and faster. "And what did you think about when you were touching yourself?" he wanted to know, drawing even closer to her. He removed his hand from her thigh and wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to him. He brought his hand to the other side of her face to touch his. He bit his lip to hold back a laugh as he saw her curl up in his arms, absurdly embarrassed. "You give me such pleasant information and refuse to tell me more details?" His tone was one of pure derision.

"I thought about you..." she replied quietly.

He ran his tongue over his lips and slid his hand to the back of her neck where he grabbed a tuft of hair and forced it back slightly, causing her to tilt her head and rest it gently on his shoulder.

"You thought of me exactly how?" He kept teasing her.

"The way you touch me… But it wasn't good," she admitted.

"Why not?" He tugged on her hair a little harder, drawing a gasp from her.

"Because I never did and it wasn't the same as you do." She straightened up a little, resting her arm on his left thigh.

"Where did you go wrong? Show me?" Then he made her turn her head to face him. Their faces dangerously close together and her breathing was already totally out of step.

She hesitated and looked away, completely embarrassed and regretting having opened her mouth. She knew she couldn't encourage Akaza that much, as he would put her in a very tricky position.

"Haven't you learned that I don't like it when you look away while I'm talking to you?" The hand he held her waist was used to force her to face him again.

"Sorry…" She was totally nervous, making him even more aroused.

"I only forgive you if you use those cute little fingers to touch yourself for me. " He slid his fingers from her cheek, along her neck, to her collarbones where it was hidden by the fabric of the yukata. He forced the slit down to form a cleavage that partially revealed her attractive breasts.

"Akaza..." she used a sly tone of protest.

"Did you call my name that way?" he asked, looking languidly at her body.

She nodded in affirmation, which made Akaza smile even wider.

"A girl as pure as you behaving so inappropriately and calling out a demon's name? How did I not notice how naughty you are?" He forced the fabric even more, making the slit give more and almost fully expose her breasts. Then he took his hand to one of them, where he squeezed it lightly, drawing a sigh from her. "Spread your legs," the tone of his voice sounded firm and husky close to her ear.

Contrary to orders, she closed her legs tightly, causing the fabric of the yukata to get caught between them, preventing him from seeing her better. "So today you've decided that you're going to be a bad girl? Not exactly what I like, but I can play your game." Akaza strained her clothing more, leaving her naked from the waist up and felt her shudder against his own body. "Can I touch you while you decide to spread those pretty legs for me?" He slid his nose down her neck, his right hand still firmly in her hair, pressing her head closer to his shoulder.

At her affirmation, he released her hair and used both hands to hold her waist and place her on his lap. Having her deliciously adjusted over that area that reacted so well to her, he laid her head back on his left shoulder, giving him a privileged view of her beautiful bare breasts, her nipples painfully tight from exposure to the breeze that came from the rustling of leaves.

His right arm was still hugging her around her waist while the other remained free, over her left thigh.

He knew how to be patient, even though he wanted to rip that inconvenient yukata from her body and eat her with all the hunger he felt for her, until she was unable to walk properly. But to ward off such thoughts, he bit down hard on his lower lip until he tasted the horrible taste of his own blood on his tongue. That damn girl was driving him more insane than he already was.

But when he was about to take his hand from her thigh, he felt the soft touch of her hand on his and noticed the moment when she finally parted her legs and made as if to lead his hand between them.

"I remember telling you to touch yourself, now you're leaving the work to me?" He nuzzled her cheek and then bit her lightly, causing her to grunt in surprise. "Do you think you're in charge?" He chuckled lightly, freeing his own hand and hiding it behind his body.

"I don't know how to touch myself right... You're so much better at this than I am," she complained.

"I already told you to show me," he said with his lips pressed to her ear and finishing with a nibble on her earlobe, watching every little hair on her body stand on end.

Still, she hesitated. Then he shifted her position again, just facing her, keeping her on his lap. And he found himself in paradise when he could glimpse her breasts. He ran his tongue over his own lips, tightened his arms around her waist, making her body lift a little so that her bust was level with his face, where he buried his face with immense joy between her breasts. He rubbed his face there a few times until he put his mouth on one of them and sucked it hard, making her squirm deliciously in his arms and becoming agitated in his lap and starting to babble rambling words. He could feel her arousal building as the way she was gasping, only contributing to his cock throbbing painfully inside his pants. But he continued sucking on her breast with uncontrollable hunger. When he dropped it with a pop, he followed to give the other equal attention. But this time, as he sucked on her breast, he slid his hand from her waist to her ass and squeezed hard, leaving her in a mess of moans and unintelligible words. To punish her for disobedience, he bit her nipple with some force while slapping her buttock hard, making her let out a scream and squirm. Her hands firmly on his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. He didn't exactly feel pain, but the sensation it brought was pleasant.

Without taking his mouth off her tits, he looked at her and saw her face twisted into an expression of pure delight.

She was completely sensitive, he could feel it.

With the tip of his tongue, he forced her nipple up, making her have a little spasm as he caught it between his teeth and circled it again with the tip of his tongue. From every area of her body, it looked like he'd found a way to make her obey what he'd commanded, as he noticed the moment she took one of her hands off his shoulder and brought it between her legs, where she started a slow masturbation. But he wasn't able to see that spectacle clearly as the yukata was in the way. Without stopping with what he was doing, he untied the knot on the obi of the yukata she was wearing, making the fabric slide down her body. Quickly she freed herself from the garment, but then returned her hand to her painfully throbbing clit. She preferred him touching her there, as he had nights ago, but his teasing her with his mouth was enough for her to rub her fingers frantically at that nerve spot. Her moans were already loud involuntarily, shame and shyness completely forgotten in the midst of all that pleasure that clouded her mind. All she wanted was to come and then see him come too.

With some courage, she freed herself from him, causing him to drop her boob with another pop, only to sit back on his lap. She spread her legs wide, giving him a wide view of what she was doing and continued to rub her clit, but this time she used her free hand to hold his hard cock over the fabric of the pants he was wearing, drawing an amused laugh from him.

"What do you want there?" his husky tone was for the effect she had on him.

She only moaned, not responding properly. Then Akaza strained the waistband of his pants enough to make his cock jump out heavily, only to be caught by her delicate hand. As she got closer to orgasm, her hand closed more tightly around his cock.

Akaza didn't stay still, he was soon running his hand over her ass, now squeezing now slapping hard to feel her squirm and gasp in his arms and consequently tighten his cock even more. He was so horny he'd come just from that stimulation.

Leaving only one hand on her cheek as he brushed his fingers over her sodden entrance, the other he used to gently cup her chin to kiss her. The slow kiss contrasted with the shudder of her body and the dirty words that came from her trembling lips against his.

"Look at you, about to come on those gentle little fingers..." And nibbled her lip with an inordinate force, making her moan in discomfort and making him taste her blood coming out of the wound he had made. That scent of fresh blood along with the sweet taste made him grunt loudly, almost intoxicating him and he came along with her, releasing the jets of cum into her hand and into his own belly.

She was limp and could barely stand on her own, he was also shaky, but he used the rest of his strength to hold her. The insistent taste of her blood made him blind with thirst, but he held on, hugging her tightly around her waist.

He kept his hands firmly on her waist, while still feeling her hand firmly on his cock. Having recovered from the insane thoughts that had taken over his mind at the taste of her blood, he calmly surveyed her entire body. Her chest rising and falling frantically making her breasts look even more beautiful, her waist being held by his hands, her thighs beautifully arranged on either side of his legs, giving him a glimpse of the tight pussy she had and his cock being held by her hand. All of which contributed to his hardening again.

"See? You didn't need me to do the work of making you come. You seem to know how to pleasure yourself." He nuzzled her neck, taking a long breath there, making her shiver.

"But it's not the same... I like it when you touch it... The way you did it that time..." she spoke vaguely, moving her hips slightly in his lap from the agitation and her hand also started to move on his cock, making the rhythmic movements from top to bottom, and he pulsed and soaked her hand more with precum.

"Did I dirty that little hand of yours, hm?" He smiled and caressed her cheek.

"It doesn't matter…" She closed her eyes, completely ecstatic at the way he was looking at her. His eyes fixed on every inch of her body was an extra stimulus for her to want to become even more attractive to him, that's why she rocked faster and faster, she wanted him to see how much she wanted to pleasure him.

He slid one of his hands from her waist to between her legs, where he parted her wet pussy lips with his fingers, starting to press his digits into her clit, making her moan and tip her head back.

"I want to taste you," he warned, not giving her time to question, only to let go of his cock and hold on to him so she wouldn't fall as he held her firmly around the waist and placed her legs on either side of his head after he lay down on the dewy grass.

"What a delicious dessert this is I'm about to taste," he said, his voice completely husky, maddened by the taste of her on his tongue as he passed her pussy lips.

She clung to his pink hair to keep from toppling over, even though his arms were holding her in place.

Without further ado, he went back to licking her entrance to feel more of her slick, causing the environment to be filled with the obscene sounds that his mouth on her wet cunt made. Her mind was clouded, so she could only move her hips so that his lips touched her at every point. And he took the hint, moving evenly, now sucking, now giving a few pecks to then suck her clit with will, making her desperately pull his hair as she moaned loudly and ran her tongue over her lower lip, which was sore from the bite he had given minutes ago.

She no longer knew what she was feeling, and felt every muscle in her body tighten as she felt something painfully entering her cunt, only then making her realize it was his tongue. And she stopped moving her hips, just letting him go with what he planned.

He probed every spongy corner of her insides with his tongue, tasting her heady straight from the source, sending all the pleasure it brought to his own cock and feeling it ache from the lack of attention. But her pleasure was way above his own in priority, so he ignored the annoyance and withdrew his tongue from inside her, only to circle the tip of her clit and press it with some force to bring her closer to orgasm. And it didn't take much prodding for him to feel her body quivering and drooping to the side, which made him grip her thighs tighter, never taking his tongue from her clit until she writhed in a loud, agonizing orgasm.

He wanted so much to see her beautiful face during the moment when her body trembled with the pleasure he had given her.

She was completely weak when he grabbed her around the waist to sit her between his legs, on top of her yukata so she wasn't in direct contact with the dirty floor.

"You look so beautiful when you're in this mess." He chuckled, and massaged her shoulders as he stuck his nose through her strands of hair.

"Akaza…" she called out in a ragged voice.

"Yea?" He lowered his hands to her breasts, holding them, but doing nothing else.

"Let me make you come too?" She lifted her face to look at him, her little eyes gleaming in anticipation of his response.

He stood still at first, studying every part of her face, and then he took her lips in a quiet kiss. At last, when he released her lips in a smacking noise, he brought a hand up to caress her hot cheek.

"Why are you so good to me? It makes me want to kidnap you and hold you forever by my side" He ran his index finger along the wound on her lip, keeping in mind that she was a human and that unhealed wound was proof of that.

"You're also good to me, so I just want to repay you... And I wanted to be with you forever," she confessed, her tone melancholy.

It bothered him, but he swallowed the discomfort with saliva.

"You don't accept becoming a demon either," he said in a teasing tone, pinching her cheek.

"If I become a demon, when you bite my lip from being ecstatic, I won't feel all that sensation because the wound will close before I even appreciate it," she pointed out, drawing a laugh from him.

"You have a point. But I also don't want to hear that you died of old age after being abandoned by your own children." He sighed.

And a silence fell between them.

"Let me make you come?" she asked again.

"You already made me come," he reminded her. "With that pretty little hand."

"Another way," she snapped.

"How?" He arched an eyebrow. She didn't respond because she came to her senses about how naughty her request was, so she cringed in embarrassment. "Aren't you going to tell me, hm?" He ran his nails down the back of her neck, as she had turned her head forward and leaned down, leaving only the back of her neck exposed to him. "I'll let you make me come, but on our next date, okay? And it's going to be the way I want it," he warned beforehand.

"But what about today? You came once while I came twice!" she complained, turning back to look at him.

"That's enough. I've already earned my reward," he said, running his tongue over his own lip, remembering the taste of her juices.

She was furiously shy about it, suddenly realizing everything that had happened.

"Do you remember that time you sucked my wet fingers off your arousal?" he asked and she nodded. "That little mouth of yours will be used again for sucking, but it won't be my fingers," he warned gently.

"What will it be??" She looked curious and he felt bad for corrupting such innocence, but he felt his dick throb at the thought that he would finally have her little mouth in that place that hardens so easily at the slightest stimulus coming from her.

"You'll know. Don't worry, I'll guide you right," he brushed his thumb across her lips, forcing it into her mouth. Involuntarily, she sucked his finger hard, making him nibble his own lip as he imagined what it would be like if she sucked him that way, somewhere else.

"You'd better go now, I have to get back to my training," he changed the subject and stood up, leaving her standing in place. Then he held out his hand to her, she took it and he lifted her.

He pulled up his own pants again, hiding his member and took her yukata, putting her back on, but before he assessed her body more, then covered it with the fabric.

He didn't quite know how to tie an obi's knot, but the times he'd seen her do it, he'd followed the steps. He looked at her bare feet and asked her where the geta were, she told him that they fell at the foot of the ravine when he climbed up with her on his arms, and then he went there to get them and then returned holding them in his hands. He bent down in front of her to place the geta on her feet.

"Alright, now you can go back to your home and life as a decent virgin girl who doesn't sit in the face of demons in the middle of the night," he teased and she pouted. "Oh, and wash that little hand that's still dirty with the cum of a demon." And he pulled her one last time by the waist only to smack her ass hard, making her yelp in surprise and squirm.

"Now, I punished you instead of your fiancé for you being such a naughty girl. Ask him to thank me." He smiled and in the next second he was gone, leaving her gaping behind, running a hand over her aching ass.

"Why does he have to be so crazy and so... hot..." she complained and headed towards a lake that was in the distance, washing her hands as Akaza had said.

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