#rengoku kyojurou x reader

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

Hello 👋 I saw ur post about being in the Rengoku mood and I'm ready for ya!! Think about kyojuro finding his lover (FEM) sitting/playing with senjuro or comforting him when he's feeling down and his heart just....melts😍

Hello Oggy! If it’s ok to call you this, if its not please say ( ^O^ ) Thank you for your request and honestly for help fueling my rengoku mood + love 

I’ve gone for something abit more fluffy cause honestly I just wanted to make something family-like? If that makes sense?

Anyway!

I hope I’ve done your request well, your always welcome back here whenever you want ( ^ -----^ ) 

Title: Family Shenanigans in the Rengoku household

Pairing: Rengoku Kyojuro x (FEM) Reader

Warnings: Absolutely none - this is soft + fluffy

Word count: 809 words

Oneshot

Kyojuro was tired.

Shoulders tensed with the stresses of life and the strain of an almost sprained arm, yet his legs still carried him onwards, still moved him forwards towards home, to his father and brother, to you his beloved….

A sigh parted his lips, fingers rubbing circles on his temple trying to move away the hidden headache that was forming deep within the crevices of his mind.

But the thought of home kept him going and kept thoughts of various nature in their chains.

The smell of food was what welcomed him home, followed by the clean halls and distant sound of laughter and for a moment a pout formed on Kyojuro’s face at the lack of you to greet him….

 “I’m home!” Kyojuro called out moving quietly, steps as light as a cat “Where is everyone?”

 Tiredness still smothered his body, still made it sluggish, but the quite did put him on edge. It made a part of him worry…

Until entering the kitchen and spotting the awake form of his father - who’s hair was pulled up into a ponytail and kimono neatly tied – stirring a pot of broth on the stove, tasting spoon raised to his lips as he stared at his eldest with a brow raised.

Looking out of the sliding doors into the garden gave him for view of senjuro and you running about and laughing without a care in the world.

Shinjuro let out a hum, still staring at Kyojuro – who stood rather frozen in the doorway.

 “Ah Kyojuro,” He barked voice slightly softer than usual “Welcome home, Senjuro and (Y/N) are in the back”

 Kyojuro simply nodded, a bit dumbstruck and moved past his father onto the engawa to watch you play with senjuro.

His breathe caught in his throat, tears almost building up and his heart, no, his whole being melted at the sight.

Senjuro laughing so loudly as you ran after him, head thrown back with teeth showing as he ran, the usually shy boy moving quickly as he dodged your out-stretched hands. Past training coming in handy for his stamina.

 “Senjuro!” You giggled “Come on! At least let me catch you once!”

 You looked happy, hair slightly windswept, kimono and hakama pants still impeccably neat as you moved keeping up with senjuro’s quick movements.

Senjuro simply laughed,

 “No! It wouldn’t be fair”

 Now it was kyojuro’s turn to laugh, something boisterous and needed, surprising both you and sejuro into position looking rather comical in your movements before breaking out into smiles.

 “Kyojuro!”

 “Nii-san!!”

 And just like that you both were running towards him, the game of tag forgotten temporarily with smiles bright on your faces.

Love made Kyojuro’s heart thump loudly.

Your arms and Senjuro’s wrapped around him in a loving embrace, almost causing him to fall backwards under the force of it and laughter bubbled out of his chest.

 “How was your day you two?” Kyojuro asked smile bright on his face “Seemed like you were having fun”

 “Yeah!” Senjuro exclaimed body practically vibrating with energy “(Y/N)’S been teaching me how to play chess and all sorts of things! You should join in with Tag, it’s so fun!!”

 “Yeah?”

 Kyojuro’s eyes flicked to you, mirth and love swirled together as his grip tightened on both of you.

 “Your more than welcome to join Kyo,” You murmured sweetly “More fun if there’s more players! Oh, after you’ve had a moment to rest of course?”

 “Yeah! Please Nii-san?”

 Kyojuro’s heart probably was going to give out at any moment, first his father’s cooking, then you’ve been teaching and playing with senjuro? What more could he possibly take at this point?

 “Ok, I’ll join in” He managed to get out before you and senjuro squeezed him tightly such happy look on your faces before letting go of him “How do I play then?”

 At this Senjuro turned to look at you, an uncommon smirk upturning his lips into something devious while you looked at him with an equally as devious look on your face – it honestly made the hairs on the back of Kyojuro’s neck stand up – before you held out your hand.

Part of him told him not to take your hand.

Senjuro backed away slowly with a giggle.

But you were the love of his life, so he placed his hand on top of yours with a tilt of his head.

 “Tig! Your it Kyo,” You said so sweetly before taking off running calling out as you went “Now you’ve got to catch either me or Senjuro and Tig us!”

 With a laugh Kyojuro started to chase.

Shinjuro simply watched with a faint smile, his tired eyes taking in the sight of his sons and soon to be daughter-in-law running around with laughter and sun illuminating your forms while he stood in shadow and he just continued cooking.

[weather-rep-rt]

kyojurou is so pretty omg, i just wanna treat him like my puppy. and what a good boy he'd be, so obedient. he'd be happy just cockwarming you with his pretty collar and leash, just praise him enough, tell him how good he's being what a sweet lil pup he is

shit like idk if im THAT into puppy play,, but imaging kyo lapping at your cock on all fours, pretty eyes looking up at you??? bitch i might make him bark...

[luxthestrange]

KNY Incorrect quotes#88 New Kink ACQUIRED!

Kyojuro mentoring new demon slayers...when he he spots you coming back from a mission, unfortunately, your uniform is in bad shape, and had to put...your backup one...the one with a short skirt

Kyo: Listen!!!, You have got to learn to keep your eyes on the... *catches sight of Your naked thighs as your skirt flutters with your movements* thighs... WAIT! I meant thighs, no, fuck, I don't mean 'thighs', I mean 'thighs', thighs, no!, I MEAN THIGHS, FUCK, THIGHS, PRIGHZE ON THE THEYES-

Uzui, smirking*Who was there to help him* Don't you mean prize, Rengoku?

Kyo, distracted: Y/n...

[peachdues]

Red Dress

Kyojuro x F!Reader (NSFW)

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Come get your food, you filthy animals.

Based on #5 of @delusionisaplace’s NSFW prompts, and as requested by @stuckinthewrongworld .

CW: highly NSFW • Possessive/slightly dom!Kyojuro • bathroom fucking • fucking raw • cre@ mpie! • modern AU I guess? • MDNI or I block you.

NSFW below!

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There was nothing quite as filthy as Kyojuro’s mouth when he was buried within her.

“Fuck, Y/N,” his groans were rough, just like the slap of his hips against the underside of her ass. “Your pussy is so fucking wet for me.”

Y/N could do nothing but press her lips into the corded muscle of Kyojuro’s shoulder in a failing attempt to stifle the cries and whimpers he tried to pull from her with every bruising thrust of his fat cock, as he fucked her on the counter of his father’s guest bathroom.

“We’re going to get caught,” Y/N whined, though she couldn’t fathom him stopping now — not when he kept hitting that spot within her that made her see stars.

“Then at least he’ll know who you belong to,” Kyojuro grunted. His teeth sank into the side of her neck as one hand left her waist to roughly squeeze her breast, spilling out over the top of the pretty sundress he’d yanked down to her waist.

Y/N had known she was treading on thin ice the moment she emerged from their shared bedroom at their apartment, wearing that scarlet sundress that hugged every one of her luscious curves. She’d seen the way her fiancé’s eyes had narrowed in on the delicate swell of her breasts as they peaked over the low neckline. And she’d not missed how his lips parted at the smooth length of her bare legs as she’d advanced towards him with a chipper “I’m ready!”

But she hadn’t been the only one who’d noticed the way the Elder Rengoku’s eyes roved over her cleavage, or how his hand had lingered on her waist as she hugged him in greeting as they gathered for their monthly dinner with Kyojuro’s father and brother.

Evidently, the whole interaction had bothered her sweet-tempered fiancé far more than he’d let on.

Kyojuro slammed sharply into her, his hands digging into her lower back in an effort to keep her upright. “Who would’ve thought my sweet, little Y/N would love being fucked like a whore in a bathroom, hm?”

“K-Kyojuro,” Y/N moaned in his ear, prompting a low growl from her fiancé’s throat.

“Is that why you wore this dress?” Her fiery lover taunted, moving his hands to Y/N’s inner thighs to spread her wide for him. “You wanted me to fuck you, didn’t you?”

Kyojuro pushed her leg up so that her foot rested flat against the pristine limestone of the bathroom sink, allowing himself to pound deeper into her. Before long, the lewd sound of her squelching cunt began to echo with every thrust of his aching length.

“You could’ve just asked,” Kyojuro crooned, savoring the way his words made his beautiful lover’s intoxicating cunt gush around him. “But you’re so fucking needy, my flame,”

“B-bold words from someone who, ha, whimpered to let me let him come last night — oh.”

Y/N’s head fell back as Kyojuro began to grind into her, the coarse base of his groin rubbing deliciously against her sensitive clit as he pressed an open-mouthed kiss against her neck.

“You think you could just prance around in this little dress and not expect me to claim what’s mine?” Kyojuro chuckled darkly in her ear as he dragged his hands tantalizingly up her waist, the force of his thrusts increasing. “Come, Y/N. You know better.”

She did. And that was precisely why she’d chosen to wear that dress — though to be fair, Y/N hadn’t counted on his father showing any interest. She’d only been interested in driving her fiancé wild with need.

And as Kyojuro pressed her tighter against him, ramming himself into her as though she needed to be reminded of who precisely was capable of bringing her to utter ruin, Y/N knew she’d been successful.

She felt the familiar heat of release begin to gather in her belly, and she bucked her hips wildly against his, desperate to seek out her pleasure. Kyojuro moaned as she met his thrusts, his hands digging into her skin.

“That’s it, my flame — fuck,” Kyojuro grit his teeth as he felt Y/N’s hot, silken walls begin to flutter around him. He wound his hand between their bodies, his thumb furiously working her clit as he brought her closer to the edge.

Y/N moved her hand to press against her mouth, not wanting to debase herself further by crying out at the way Kyojuro was fucking her within an inch of her life, but his warm hand caught her wrist before she could do so.

“Don’t you dare,” he snarled in her ear, pushing her legs so far apart it was borderline painful. “I want to hear every-fucking-sound,” he emphasized his final three words with perfectly brutal thrusts, and Y/N felt her body turn to jelly.

“Kyojuro — I’m close,” she whimpered, her legs straining to close around her fiancé’s hips, but his hold on her was unmatched. “I-,”

A knock on the bathroom door cut her off, and the couple looked at each other with wide eyes, Kyojuro’s hips stuttering unevenly.

“Um, brother?” Senjuro’s uncertain voice was just on the other side of the door. Y/N began to squirm beneath her fiancé as she desperately tried to push him away, to avoid any humiliation at being caught. “Is everything alright?”

Kyojuro paid Y/N’s weak attempts to bat him away little mind, resuming the relentless propulsion of his cock into her sopping, needy heat. Y/N whimpered against him as she felt the cord in her stomach begin to re-tighten with every drag of his demanding length against her inner walls.

She nearly yelped as Kyojuro leaned forward and grazed his teeth along the shell of her ear.

“Come. Now.” He hissed, and Y/N obeyed, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as her fiancé slid two fingers into her mouth, stifling any sound that threatened to tear from her throat as her cunt seized around him.

“Not to worry, Senjuro!” Kyojuro called jovially to his brother, though his eyes were fixed on the way Y/N’s mouth worked his fingers, darkening as her tongue grazed the side of them. “Y/N just needed help zipping her dress up!”

Had Y/N not been riding the waves of her fierce orgasm, she would’ve rolled her eyes, but they were too busy staring at the back of her skull as Kyojuro continued to pound wetly into her, her tongue wantonly massaging his fingers.

“Okay,” Senjuro sounded uncertain. “Well, Dad said dinner’s almost ready.”

Kyojuro grimaced, wanting, for once, for his beloved little brother to go away, because Kyojuro was dangerously close to losing control with the way Y/N’s cunt continued to milk him.

“We‘ll be right down!” Was Kyojuro’s only reply, his jaw clenching tightly as Y/N’s orgasm finally subsided, and she slumped in his arms.

As Senjuro’s feet softly padded away from the bathroom, Kyojuro finally resumed his sharp thrusts into the mewling woman beneath him.

“My turn.” He promised severely.

Kyojuro partially yanked Y/N from where he’d pinned her on the counter, bringing her lower hips down so that only her upper back remained flat against the cold marble. She wound her legs around Kyojuro’s hips as her fiancé leaned forward to close his mouth firmly around her breast, and she knew his release was imminent.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Kyojuro growled against her sternum, his fingers digging into the plush of her ass. “And you’re all mine.”

He swiveled his hips against hers on the next push of his cock into her spent cunt, and Y/N felt her eyes roll back in her head. She couldn’t imagine that anyone would buy the tale Kyojuro had spun about her needing help with her dress, but she was far too fucked out of her mind to care, especially given the way he was tugging her nipple into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive bud.

“Say it,” he ground against her breast, his thrusts growing more sloppy with every passing second. “Tell me who you belong to,”

Y/N could barely find her voice, her mind far too clouded by her pleasure. But she squeaked, however, when she felt her fiancé’s calloused thumb press against her abused clit in annoyance.

“You!” She gasped out, tears of overstimulation gathering in the corners of her eyes. “I belong to you, Kyojuro!”

The blonde’s hips stuttered against her, and Y/N felt Kyojuro’s teeth sink into the delicate skin of her breast to silence his groan, deep and guttural, as his seed shot into her, hot and thick.

Y/N came again as she felt Kyojuro’s pleasure fill her, loving the way he made her feel both dirty and sacred each time he finished inside her.

Her fervent lover let out a breathy “Fuck,” as he rolled his hips against her one final time before stilling, lifting his head to press a sweet kiss against her neck and then again to her lips.

“Now that we’ve cleared that all up,” he said cheekily, withdrawing from her heat. Y/N winced at the sudden loss, but Kyojuro rubbed soothing circles into her thighs as they trembled beneath her.

Kyojuro tucked himself back into his pants, the metal clasp of his belt clinking as he refastened it around his hips. Despite his smug countenance, Kyojuro pressed a sweet kiss against Y/N’s forehead, his hand coming to her face to caress her.

“Turn around for me,” he said softly, warm hands spinning her gently so that she could brace herself against the counter as she came down from her high. “Let me help clean you up.”

Y/N nodded shakily as she rest her head against her arms, cheeks flushed and her breath uneven. Behind her, she heard Kyojuro tear a wad of toilet paper off the hook near the toilet, and felt him squat down behind her, gentle fingers pushing the hem of her dress away so he could wipe the evidence of his desire from where it leaked down her thighs.

But Kyojuro only ran his finger through one small droplet as it escaped down her leg, smearing it against her skin.

Y/N’s eyes flew open as she felt her lover guide her legs back into the shorts she’d worn under her dress, and began to pull them back on her, his fluid still trickling out of her.

“K-Kyo!” Y/N hissed as her Kyojuro tugged her shorts back up her legs. “I need to clean myself up! You made a mess!”

But her fiancé only spun her back to face him, his mouth slanting over hers in a bruising, demanding kiss. “You made the mess, my flame,” he clarified, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “So you must deal with it.”

With a quick peck to her lips and a naughty wink, Kyojuro breezed out of the bathroom. Y/N gaped at the closed bathroom door as she heard the sounds of his booming, cheerful voice greeting his father and brother downstairs.

She looked back at her reflection in the mirror and groaned at the state of her hair, at the way her lips were red and kiss-swollen. Turning on the tap, she dampened her hands and ran them through her tousled tresses, attempting to smooth them out so that she didn’t look completely fucked through by the time she returned to the Rengoku family below.

Y/N waited another two minutes before exiting the bathroom after him to return to the dinner table, her fiancé’s seed pooling in her shorts.

She vowed to get him back once they returned home.

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[muzanswaifu]

Rengoku x Maid!Fem!Reader

18+

A/n: “My request is a fluff/smut Kyojuro x reader. The reader is a housekeeper for the Rengoku estate, she and Kyojuro have a secret relationship.”

Warnings: Smut, fluff, yandere themes, obsession, panty stealing, masturbation, cunnilingus, blowjobs, vaginal penetration, unsafe sex, creampies, secret relationship, sugar daddy kyo

Your relationship starts off so innocent

Master Rengoku is hardly around regardless, so not much happens initially anyway

You do as your told, clean the bedrooms, dust the doors, sweep the floor boards, life is simple in that you sleep, eat, and work in roughly the same schedule everyday

Your closeness with each other develops slowly, your first official meeting being the master calling for assistance in a nearby room as he’d spilt some cleaning solution, you’d apologized profusely, taking full blame for leaving the bottle out in the open, mentally hitting yourself for being so forgetful

He promptly tells your not to not to worry so much, it was his fault for being so clumsy, as a hashira he should know better

You go to bed that night feeling a bit embarrassed about the encounter and about being so damn awkward, you’d always thought he was kinda cute and handsome, despite only seeing him face to face for a total of 10 seconds

The next day you’re surprised to be called out to the garden, Rengoku wants to eat with you, although you oblige with some persuasion, you remind him of his fathers strict rules about the help slacking off, he tells you to relax, he’ll take full responsibility

When you ask why he wants you to eat with him, he tells you it because of what happened yesterday, he didn’t like how tense you were whike talking to him, wanted to reassure you that he in fact does not bite

Your nervously accept his “apology” and promise to not “be a stranger”

It only grows from there, the man insisting to accompany you everywhere you go when he visits, helping you with tasks that he’s humorously not very good at being from noble upbringing, its nice you’ll admit, but you’re horribly afraid of getting in trouble with his father

You’re especially panicked when you catch him in your room late, a scream nearly tearing out of you before you stop yourself, no need to draw more attention to this damning sight

He quickly apologizes, somewhat stuttering over himself as he excused his intrusion up to the need to find you, when you ask what he needs, he falls silent, eventually muttering out that he forgot and exits the room

Your confusion outweighs your frustration, only compounded in the following weeks of lingering touching and longing stares until it all leads up to the night your catch him touching himself in his room with a pair of your panties pressed to his face

You fall into a trance watching him through the creaked open door, your panties pressed deep against his nose while his hand works so fast that you can hardly see the entirety of his cock, only the blurry image of it, the sight has your thighs pressing together

When he finishes with a long groan, you break from your spell and attempt to step away until he calls with laughter from within the room that you can come in now

You hesistantly enter the room, eyes downcast as you realize he’s already gotten up and standing nude and proud before you

Its beyond embarrassing to be in the presence of the master's bare body but you try to grit through it as he explains to you his excitement of you finally coming to his side of the estate at this hour and that he was beginning to lose hope, you bit your tongue to stop yourself from admitting it was to use his fancy restroom he’d given you permission you to use a while ago, miraculously you didn’t even have to go anymore

When you do work up the nerve to ask him why he had your underwear he laughs delighted and admits they’ve been a great help to him at night to relieve stress, speaking of which...

You don't deny him when he asks you to lie with him, nor do you stop him from stripping you of your night clothes and setting you down onto his bed, one far more comfortable than your own you might add

Its hard to count how many ways you let him defile you that night, letting him shove his tongue into your mouth, kiss all over your body, bury his head between your legs, pierce his cock your guts, empty his sperm inside of you

you want to feel strong regret afterwards, anything to get punishment for what you’ve done, yet your feel none of it, instead overcome with the pure, unadulterated need for more, more of his company, his smile, his body, his mouth, his fingers, his tongue, his big, beautiful cock

Hell you wish it was harder to sneak around to get some alone time, but the effort proves to be rather unnecessary as the maids avoid his side of the estate like the plague and its not like his father’s nosing around looking for anything suspicious, though there were a few times when senjuro had nearly stumbled into you about to do the deed

When he does have to leave for missions, he puts into order two rules, you are to give him at least 5 pairs of panties, used, and you mustn’t touch yourself, at all, he wants you completely desperate for when he returns, as desperate as he will be for you

When he does return from those long, tiring missions, he expects you to be ready for him, on his bed naked and spread for him to go at you for hours

Rengoku doesn’t have the stamina of a normal man, his own ability outweighing theirs in the thousands as he’s able to go round after round with a sinfully short break time

It all gets to a point where you’re hardly even working anymore, only dancing room to room with him so he can take his pick of conversing with you, eating with you, playing games with you, or fucking you, you can even tell based on his posture which option he’s looking for

While it can be at times overwhelming, you dont at all mind the sex as kyojuro is a most giving lover, taking care of your needs first and foremost before he even thinks about pleasing himself , “your pleasure is my reward” is what he always says

But there are times when you force him to allow you to take control, pushing him back on the bed, telling him to keep his hands to himself as you descend on his erection, kissing his veined flesh all over with sloppy, wet kisses before glucking at his cock as best you can

The one thing you don’t like about this whole arrangement (other than the stressful secrecy) is the payment, the man insisted he pay you for your troubles, “triple what my father pays you” he said, you’re sure he doesn’t mean to, but his money makes you feel bad, like your some gold digging whore girl who extorts money from her sugar daddy, so you save all the money that he gives you, every cent, so that if things ever go south, you can give it all back to him

Because despite how…. sexually based your relationship is, you really do care for him

[tengensbunny]

rec 00 -g. tomioka, t.uzui, k.rengoku, s. shinazugawa, sabito (aged up)

↳ an au where reader is a camgirl and our boys are her #1 donators 

NSFW WARNING || 18+

↳ masturbation, recording/video, daddy kink/dirty talk

g.  tomioka

This guy probably found you through Sabito

One day he just walked into the room and glanced at Sabito’s screen and once he does he just can’t take his eyes off

You had him hypnotized from the very first second he laid eyes on you

From the soft cries that left your lips to the way your legs trembled around the toy you were thrusting into your wet cunt

HE WAS HOOKED

Sabito will turn to find Giyuu behind him, his blue eyes filled with lust and a prominent hard on

“Like what you see?” Sabito chuckles before tossing Giyuu his phone, “Just make sure you don’t get any of your jizz on my phone.” he teases, before leaving Giyuu with his phone to take care of his little friend. 

Giyuu doesn’t even have time to come up with a response as the next video plays, the sight of your bare cunt on display with your fingers spreading your labia apart made him choke on his breath. Needless to say, Sabito wasn’t getting his phone back anytime soon.

Bonus: He probably goes through Sabito’s favorites to see what else he has that he can masturbate to, cause like, the man knows where it’s at

s. shinazugawa

Sanemi is probably one of your biggest patrons

He’ll be scrolling through his recommended list and stop at the sight of your cute ass cheeks on the thumbnail 

so plump 

so smackable

he just fantasizes over what they’d look like with his hand prints all over them

You’ll be on your hands and knees with a fucking machine driving into your cunt at a fast pace

The fucking machine is of course controlled by the donations you get from your patrons, so the more $$ the higher the speed it fucks you at

He’ll get excited once he clicks on the thumbnail and hears your soft whimpers, your whole entire body trembling; signaling to him that you had just cum

He’ll donate a large amount just so that he can watch the machine fuck you at a fast and harsh pace, imagining that it was him pounding into your tight and wet cunt

Your whimpers only get louder and louder from the brisk pace of the machine, your hands fisting the silky sheets between your fingers while your body convulses from the pleasure, your poor abused cunt, so sensitive from your previous orgasms

His donations are very generous, so generous you allow him to pick what will happen on the streams sometimes

t. uzui

You know the whole Saturday is for the boys thing? N O P E

Saturdays are for you and for you only, since you stream every Saturday

Like Sanemi, Tengen is probably also one of your biggest patrons and has access to all the VIP shit that you offer

He probably has all your videos downloaded offline so that he can watch them everywhere

His favorite one is where you’re riding a dildo suctioned cupped to the floor

He likes watching your cunt get stretched by the plastic toy, enjoying the sounds of your whimpers as you slowly sink down on the damn thing

He wonders what its like to have your cunt wrapped around his cock, your ribbed walls squeezing around his cock, milking his cock till your cunt is overflowing with his cum and yours combined

Definitely loves the way you role play on your live streams too

“Please Daddy I’ve been good,” you begged, your hips still, once you sank all the way down on the toy. “Won’t you fill me up with all of your love now?”

k. rengoku 

This man never misses a live stream

If he can’t watch it, he’s recording it 

theres just absolutely no way he’s missing out on his dirty little slut

As one of your top paying patrons, he also has some control of what you do on stream some times

“That’s it baby girl, touch yourself for me”

“Tease yourself nice and slow”

“Run your fingers up and down your slit for me baby girl, but don’t stick them in just yet.”

“Spread your cunt for me angel, show Daddy how wet you are”

He makes it an effort to cum at the same time as you whenever you touch yourself. He’s gotten so accustomed to the sounds you make and the way your body reacts, that he’s learned to time himself whenever he masturbates to you.

sabito

This cocky bastard

probably also has control of your stream from time to time and just loves to edge you

loves to hear you beg to cum and definitely wants to hear you beg for his cock

Just one look of your innocent face and he was already all over you account

Wants nothing more than to cum all over that pretty little face of yours

Wants to be the one to taint your innocence

and wreck your pussy

He probably has access to all your VIP benefits too and enjoys all the personal photos he gets of you

Probably persuades you to do a private live stream for him and let me tell you, after that live stream, you guys have probably met up on numerous occasions to fuck

You’ve never felt that aroused on stream before and knowing that he was watching you, controlling you, telling you what to do just made you so damn needy you felt like you were going insane

Everything he was telling you to do, wasn’t new to you before, but why the fuck did it feel 100000x better when he was telling you what to do?

“I don’t think you deserve it Kitten,” Sabito teased, shutting the fucking machine off with a click of the button; a needy whine leaving the girl’s lips as Sabito denied her 4th orgasm. “Please Daddy, I want to cum. I need it.”

Safe to say you’ve never came that hard before in your life; except for when Sabito is around. Now during your live streams all you can think about is his cock as you plunge the sex toy in and out of your cunt. You probably moan his name sometimes on stream too.

[lotus-n-l0ve]

𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

— Kyojuro Rengoku x Oiran!Reader

SYNOPSIS : Falling in love is a sin that you didn't want to commit but when he is Kyojuro Rengoku, what can you do?

WARNINGS : Historical au, prostitution, Tengen is not married, mention of sex, cursing, open ending, a little angst, 0.6k words.

LOTUS'S NOTE : I was reading a lot of Rengoku smut today and just couldn't stop myself but write this fic. The fic title is from the song 'Seven' by Jeon Jungkook. I'm so bad at writing notes. Reposting this for the seventeenth time and I am not exaggerating (⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠).

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Falling in love was the worst sin you could have committed. Oirans were not allowed to fall in love, in fact they were not allowed to have any kind of feelings. They sell their body and that's their business. Having any kind of emotions other than hunger for money is an inconvenience. But you dared to commit the painful crime. You fell in love, that too with a customer and how could you not?

Between the mass of beautiful women and men, your eyes fell on a pair of blazing ones. He was easy to spot. Where everyone else was having fun, choosing who to disappear with, he looked like a lost soul there. Anyone who takes a look at him could tell that it was his first time and had no prior experience.

However the tall, white haired man beside him seemed to be a pro. How he talked to everyone, his attitude, his confidence was enough proof. The blazing eyes, as if feeling your stare, turned in your direction and fell on your sitting form. The eye contact raised a different kind of emotion in your heart. What is this feeling?

The man beside him followed his eyes' direction and saw you. With an encouraging and proud grin, the white haired man nudged him your way. And that's how it all started. "Kyojuro Rengoku" that's what he introduced himself as, with a smile that can give a competition to the sun.

As the night went deep, you escorted the man to your personal bedroom. Not to be cliche but he was different from the other men you had entertained before. One after another article of clothing came off, exposing yourself to each other.

Even if all you did was, as usual, have sex, his touch didn't make you feel dirty. He looked at you like you were the most beautiful woman to ever exist. His warm and rough hand traced every line on your body with passion while yours marked his back with scratches. His lips colour you in the most alluring colour. In the end you were so dazed that at the end you fell into slumber without any fight.

The next morning you woke up with a clean body, instead of the usual sticky one, tucked safely under the warm duvet. A note filled out with neat cursive words spelling the most beautiful words anyone had ever said. At the end he wrote, 'See you soon, till the goodbye.' beside it was a cartoon-ish drawing of a crow.

You burst out in laughter. Who writes this kind of things to an oiran? He said see you soon. Does that mean he will come again?

From that morning all you could think about was Rengoku. From the loud cheers of children outside to the orange hue of sunset, everything reminded you of him. You had entertained many customers after that day but everytime you unconsciously tried to find the Hashira in them.

He returned two weeks later, this time without that tall friend. The events repeated again. You escorted him to your room, helped each other out of the clothes and got lost in each other. This time, unlike the previous one, you were desperate to feel him against you, for him to make you feel like you are not worthless.

These events repeated again and again, and each time you were more eager to see the flame hashira. His visits were not constant. Sometimes he would come twice a week and sometimes he would disappear for months. Nights that you spent fucking turned into sharing about your days and passionate love making.

Even before you knew it you were in love. In love with the flame hashira. But it was not a luxury that you could afford. You were an oiran, a sex worker, a whore and on the other hand he was a well respected and well loved hashira, everyone's hero.

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

All the rights and credits of the characters, gifs, songs and pictures used here belongs to their rightful owners.

[mrskokushibo]

I'm in my busy active stage of ADHD. Hence, writing is happening again. Once I'm done with the hard Dom Kokushibo smut (publishing date around 30th November) I will be moving on to a bisexual threesome between Kyoujuro, Tengen and female reader.

The whole trio will be bi, so there will be some delicious Kyo on Tengen action. Inspiration? The unhealthy amount of gay and bi adult content I have been consuming lately 😳 😉

Images: Pinterest

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

Hello there! I saw your post about wanting to make Kyojuro blush and I had an idea!

He’s always had his hair long, covering the back of his neck. Soooo…Lift his hair and blow gently on the back of his neck. Press a kiss to it? He may let out a yelp of surprise! He’s not used to the feeling of the back of his neck being touched! Try it! He may lose his words afterwards!

🍪 Anon

🍪Anon!!! That's such a good idea, oh my gosh!

His face would go beetroot red and he'd surely start stuttering at the teasing especially if you managed to catch him unaware~

Kyojuro’s face would be so cute <3

And he’d totally not be expecting it so don’t tease him too much about his adorable reaction or else he’ll pout....

It’d honestly be best if that sort of teasing was paired with putting something cold on his neck first when its a hot day then when he’s blushing and going on about how you shouldn’t surprise people like that, you kiss that exact spot!

Honestly this would be an excellent way to tease him

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi I Loved The Request Where Yandere Hashiras Are Rejected By Their Male S/O After Being Kissed.

Then Might Do A Part 2 Where The S/O Ends Up Craving Their Kiss.

Craving Their Kiss w/ Male Reader | Yandere Demon Slayer

They’ve done something. Something devious, to have you craving their love and attention on a physical level. What have they done? Well that varies on the Hashira. No matter who they’ve dangerously crafted a way to keep you running back to them:

Uzui Tengen

Definitely has an underhanded way that makes you addicted

Last resort is actual interference in your life

Literally ruining, burning, completely wrecking everything around you when you’re not around him 

If you don’t make the connection your subconcious will 

And that works just fine with him

Rengoku Kyojuro

Is so so so persistent

Smiling like you didn’t curse his whole bloodline the other day

But persistence is key

How can you say no when he so earnestly professing every hour of every day

Shinobu Kocho

Everytime you’re not with her you’re just not like yourself

You’re irritable, paranoid, agitated

You’re just not the same

But somehow when you’re touching Kocho you’re your good ol’ self again

Must be the love the drugs in your system

Giyuu Tomioka

What’s changed?

He couldn’t tell you

Perhaps his blunt confession, obvious stalking have finally gotten to you

Or maybe you just fell in love with the freezing he does when you reciprocate

Obanai Iguro 

There’s a cool effect when it comes to loving monsters isn’t there

There’s also a cool effect with a special select few when it comes to a snake’s venom

Who knows maybe being paralyzed and foaming at the mouth has you looking at life with a new lens

Mitsuri Kanroji

She’s the love hashira, its only a matter of time before you’re craving her 

Of course her tremendous strength has nothing and everything to do with it

You’re not threatened or anxious about your affection

Especially not when she protects you

Just hope the threats aren’t you’re loved ones

Gyomei Himejima

Can you believe he’s never loved anyone like this before

He’s been so devoted to his craft he’s never felt any kind of love like the one he has for you

You’ll help the stone hashira right?

For the sake of defeating Muzan right?

Sanemi Shinagazawa

You’ve fallen for this angry beast?

Its only natural you see past his spiny exterior and love him for who he is

Its best to just go with him

he can so easily target useless distractions

Its best to love him unconditionally

[misslili265]

Tomioka it's like "I'm gonna poke u 2"

[peachdues]

Distracting myself from my crippling anxiety/panic over tomorrow by sharing smut with you all.

Enjoy a filthy car sex featuring angry, possessive Kyojuro from my WIP Heartbalm, first teased here.

CW: NSFW under the cut. MDNI. Explicit sexual content. Angry + possessive Kyojuro but there’s a little bonus of pussy-drunk, needy Kyo too.

“Fuck this,” Kyojuro growled against her lips before he pulled out and away. Y/N whined at the loss of his body heat, so warm and all-consuming. The ache between her legs had become nearly maddening as the empty walls of her core clenched around nothing.

Even in the dark, Kyojuro’s eyes glowed, like pools of molten ore threatening to burn her with their heat as Kyojuro reached blindly behind him and jerked on the handle of the car door, using his foot to kick it open.

He slid out, his stiffened cock still standing proudly above the loosened waistband of his pants as he rose to his full height. Reaching back into the car, Kyojuro wrapped his strong, warm hands around Y/N’s knees and tugged her across the backseat towards him until her ass was on the edge, her legs dangling outside the door, toes just grazing the gravel below.

“Wrap your legs around me,” Kyojuro’s voice was hoarse yet commanding, and her compliance was automatic. Y/N’s legs instantly wound around his waist, locking at the ankles against his lower back.

His hands then dipped below where she still lay against the worn seat of his car, splaying across her back. His grip secure, Kyojuro hauled her up and out of the backseat, his arms readjusting his hold as his hands came to rest under the skirt of her sundress, fingers kneading the fleshy curve of her ass.

Y/N decided she’d gone far too long without his lips against hers, and so with a needy moan, she slanted her mouth back over his, sighing happily into him as his lips parted to allow her tongue to sweep in.

So intoxicated was she by his tongue gliding alongside hers that Y/N did not realize Kyojuro had walked her around to the front of his car, his headlights still beaming bright through the dark of the night air. A startled gasp broke their kiss at the warm press of metal against Y/N’s back, as Kyojuro laid her over the front hood of his car. Her cry of surprise did not seem to faze him, however, for Kyojuro only moved his lips to sweep across her neck with needy, open-mouthed kisses.

“Much better,” he grunted against her skin, his tongue flicking out against the hollow of her throat.

“K-Kyo!” Y/N hissed, though she found it difficult to actually feel irritated toward the fiery blond pressing her against the hood of his car — especially given the way his hips ground and bucked against hers. “We’re in the open!”

Kyojuro’s mouth pulled off her neck with a groan as he lifted his head to glare down at her as she panted and blushed beneath him.

A hand reached between their bodies to grip the base of his cock, and Y/N’s eyes nearly rolled back into her skull as she felt Kyojuro begin to drag the leaking head of his length up and down her slick folds, teasing.

“If I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to do it the way I want,” he warned, his voice roughened by his raw desire. “I’m not letting myself be held back by a damn car seat.”

Any protestation or witty response she could have lobbed back at him died on her lips as Kyojuro pressed the tip of his cock firmly against her clit. Y/N’s head fell back against the hood of the car with a cry, her hips bucking up against his, begging him to take her and end the torment between her legs.

“I don’t want to hear a fucking word out of you that isn’t my name or how good my cock feels, got it?” Kyojuro bent low to take her nipple between his teeth, sucking at it harshly. “Answer me.”

A thumb and a forefinger replaced the head of Kyojuro’s erect length at her clit and squeezed once, in the warning.

“Yes!” Y/N yelped, her thighs tightening around his hips in a desperate but futile attempt to clench shut. “I understand — Kyo, please —“

Her begging was cut off with a scream as Kyojuro sheathed himself back into her dripping heat in a single, fluid stroke. Before she could catch her breath, Kyojuro began circling his hips, rolling them heavily against hers.

“That’s it, baby, just feel me,” he murmured, teeth grazing the sensitive shell of her ear as Y/N moaned, her thighs squeezing tightly around his hips.

————-

🌸BONUS🌸

Kyojuro’s moans were loud and unrestrained, tempered only by the squeak of his car hood as he brought one knee up to rest upon it, bearing more of his weight down upon her as his thrusts grew harder and harder.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he groaned, his eyes shut tight. “Fuck, I can’t get enough, I need more —“

Y/N’s answering cry was shrill as her nails sunk into the ropey muscle of her best friend’s back. “K-Kyo!” Her teeth grit against the flicker of overstimulation flaring to life as Kyojuro’s coarse base continued to grind against her clit.

“I’m sorry, my flame —,” and to her shock, Y/N noted the desperate whine in his tone. “I can’t stop, I need more — c-can’t stop—.”

He’s uh, quite pent-up in this lmao.

[muzanswaifu]

Alpha!Rengoku x Omega!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, fluff, a/b/o, alpha/omega, sexist, misogyny, gender-roles, yandere-ish, obsessive, lowkey harassment, dub-con, heat, rut, breeding kink, knotting

KNOCTOBER BITCHES

A/B/OCTOBER 😈🍆

Okay this is just a little drabble after going on that rant ab wanting more abo demon slayer content but wouldn't Rengoku make the perfect alpha?

Okay not peeeeerfect, but you catch my drift, he'd definitely be the type of alpha to think that omegas need to be taken care of by a proper alpha and that omegas are too small and delicate to defend themself, his ideals a product of his old fashioned upbringing

So imagine his surprise when he meets you, an independent, doesn't-take-shit-from-nobody omega who couldn't care less that dangerous people lurk about in all corners of the world

Given, you do work at a small little cafe in a pretty nice part of town, but it still worries him how carelessly you walk around with no protection, a beautiful omega such as yourself should be mated already and kept under the protection of an alpha who can support you financially and physically

You take his lecture of such things... less than kindly, kicking him out the cafe angrily and yelling at him to never come back, he's upset by it but grateful for the opportunity to take in your scent, such a delicious one that has him feeling light-headed and dopey

For the following months, he makes sure to stop by the shop every now and again and at closing time to make sure you're ok, you get quite angry when you see him but he finds it endearing, he especially enjoys getting to know you and how you came to be so liberated

It's a few weeks in when he starts to notice the subtle change in your scent, far sweeter and growing in strength, and not just that, your sweatier too, skin glowing a bright red as he walks you home, when you snap at him to leave you the hell alone, it just makes him more worried, but he's glad he kept you company tonight, especially when four suspicious individuals emerge from the alleyways throwing slurs at you

omega slut

filthy bitch

heat girl

You stop him from tearing them apart, instead fiddling with your purse to whip out a can of pepper spray and promptly blasting them, Kyojuro takes your hand and flees from the scene before the second-smoke can hit your eyes

Thankfully he knows the way to your house as you're essentially useless with how woozy you are, and rushes you through the door and onto the couch, sitting you down on his lap, he feels your forehead for temperature, boiling hot

Clearly you must have some sort of illness, possibly the flu, he expresses his theory to you which prompts a slow shake of your head before droplets of tears pool down your cheeks and you start to sob, panicked he tries to console you, promising to get you some medicine until he pauses with the wetness that soaks through his pants, he flinches away thinking you've pissed yourself until the sweet smell finally hits him

O god, he realizes, you're in heat

You seem to sob harder as you see the realized expression on his face, screaming at him to get out, but he's frozen in place, his own instincts coiling around him and taking hold of his thoughts

Take. Breed. Mate.

Take. Breed. Mate.

He swallows the urges down, pulling you closer and promising it'll be alright, he at least needs to stay to ensure you're alright (even if he can't have you)

You settle down quickly, dozing off into his chest as your hands knead at his chest like a little kitten, if he listens closely he can hear you purr in your throat, eventually you mutter at him, something about taking you to your nest, god just hearing it nearly breaks his self-control but he forces himself to comply, to be the good alpha he holds himself up to be

He holds his breath as soon as he enters the room, shutting his eyes closed as well to get away from the absolutely perfect nest you've crafted, so soft and fluffy that he has no doubt you'd be able to raise several pups in it without a flaw

But being the self-assured omega you are, you tug at the man until he falls into the nest with you, you quickly crawling about to reposition the blankets and pillows around the two of you until you're caged in

As you lay on top of him, your pants soaked through and dripping onto him, he realizes he can't do this anymore, he doesn't trust himself enough to not rut you if he stays, he has to leave, but you trap him in, growling each time he tries to leave or excuse himself

When your irritation bubbles over and you actually bite his neck, right near his scent gland, he can feel the exact moment when he loses himself

You yelp as he flips you over, his neck quickly buried against yours as he begins to scent you, aggressively, He expects you to fight him as he starts tears both of your clothes off but gets the opposite reaction as you whine and wrap your legs around him to hump at his growing bulge

He makes sure to scent every part of you, ignoring you cries at him to bitch you, he takes specially care at the sex of you with which he takes deep, gulping breaths, relishing your delicious scent and how much slick is rushing out of you, it tastes even better than expected, sweeter than the fruit of life and far more quenching as he drinks you in like he's starved, your pathetic whines increase tenfold as you cross your legs behind his head in some search of relief for the pit that growing in your stomach, but even as you come, in less than a minute he might add, the pains and cramps only increase, your stupid, omega instincts in search for the one thing that can ease your suffering - his knot

You beg at him to knot you and give you pups, so many that it makes you sick, you want his cum, all of it, you want it so bad it hurts, it makes you sob when he ignores your pleas, continuing to lick and suck at your gushing cunt like it's all he'll ever need, but you catch him off guard when you kick him back, throwing him on his back and earning a harsh growl from him that makes your omega cringe in submission, but you push past it, crawling between his legs and salivating at the perfect length that bobs in front of you

You can see the knot forming at the base already, hot and throbbing as it pulses with his every breath, you can't stop yourself from leaning forward and nuzzling into it, happily breathing in the strong scent of his musk that such a strong alpha can produce, you hear him groan when you take one of his balls into your mouth, wanting to get him properly pent up so he'd be able to breed you for hours, you rotate between the two, occasionally breaking off to suck and kiss at his knot

When he finally grows impatient, you give in completely to his hold when he tears you away from his cock to throw you into a breeding position, face down and ass up, a dumb smile on your face, as his massive length pushes into you with one quick thrust

He fucks hard and fast, pounding you harshly into the bed and messing up the perfect positioning of your nest, but you can't bring yourself to care as your needs are met with each powerful thrust into your pussy

You sob as his knot begins to push into you, your breath ceasing as you wait for the moment it finally locks inside of you, and when it does catch, your hormones force you into the most powerful orgasm you've ever experienced, the high bleeds on as his seed spills inside of you, filling out your belly in hot gushes and making you drool into the sheets, clenching yourself on repeat to milk him of what you need

His head clears slightly with the orgasm, his eyes focusing with the adrenaline rush, he almost feels guilt at the sight of you bruised and smushed underneath him until his hears your babblings of fill me up, alpha, please, alpha, need it, give me more

And just like that he's hard again, a fresh rush of cum sloshing into your belly thickly, your tongue spilling out to pant

It becomes a blur of fucking, knotting, breeding, somehow you both manage not to mark each other's necks but that doesn't stop either of you from rutting each other's brains out, milking every knot until you can't even move anymore, too sore to ride him or even move your hips as he uses your cunt like a cocksleeve, slamming your hips down on his while he lays down for a much needed rest, when you inevitable whimper from need for reprieve, his teeth graze upon neck, framing your throat in a wordless threat to rip it out unless you stayed put

But your body was weak, succumbing to unconsciousness the moment his knot popped into you again to empty his balls

You didn't mean to go into heat, you took every damn suppressant and pill that existed to avoid it and its always worked

until an alpha barged into your life and insisted he keep you company with his big, stupid muscles and bright, stupid hair

God, you hope your pups had his hair, oh god you want them all to be exactly like him - pretty, strong, and smiley

Even unconscious you can feel how warm and thick his sperm is inside your tummy, you brain praying that you birth control was effective while your body prays that his seed takes and makes you a momma

Oh god, please don't take.

[tengensbunny]

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞 (𝐚𝐝𝐣) - 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧, 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜➩ 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ➩ 𝘈 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘈𝘜 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘑𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 [𝘧/𝘯] 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ➩ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐠. 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚, 𝐭.𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢, 𝐤.𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮, 𝐬. 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐨 (𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩), 𝐤. 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢, 𝐤. 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮, 𝐢. 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢, 𝐡. 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

➩ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 || 𝟏𝟖+

𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 

𝐠. 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚

➩ A well renowned billionaire who owns various water resorts with his business partner Sabito.

➩ One of the major sponsors for Sabito’s cruise lines.

𝐤.𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮

➩ Rengoku is one of Japan’s most famous directors.

➩ He’s responsible for directing some of the greatest films known to man.

➩ He also started and runs his own Acting Agency.

𝐭.𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢

➩ Despite owning his own jewelry line, Uzui is also well known for his Fine Arts Agency.

➩ He’s known for creating some of the most well renowned J-Pop Groups.

𝐤. 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮

➩ Shinobu is one of Japan’s finest doctors.

➩ She also owns 50% of the hospitals in Tokyo and is known to be able to cure almost everything.

𝐤. 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

➩ Mitsuri owns one of the finest fashion lines in Japan.

➩ Her products range from clothing, accessories, and jewelry.

𝐢. 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢

➩ Iguro is one of the best tattoo artists in Japan.

➩ He’s known for being many celebrities tattoo artist and even doing some free lance art on the side of buildings.

𝐬. 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

➩ Sanemi owns one of the most luxurious car brands in Japan.

➩ Not only does he own his own company, he designs many of his vehicles as well, catching the eye of many individuals from his unique and intricate designs.

𝐡. 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

➩ Gyomei is a well known author and poet from Japan.

➩ His works are known to be best sellers all over Japan and the USA.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 — 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!consort!reader, oral sex ( f ), overstimulation, squirting, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ scream by adelitas way

there was so much pressure.

an elastic stretched too far, and ready to snap.

a bubble blown too wide, about to pop.

you felt like you were going to explode.

and still, he wasn’t stopping.

and you knew, deep down, you didn’t want him to, but you didn’t know how much more your body could take before it gave out all together.

“K—Kyojuro—!” you cry, clamping your thighs tighter against his ears. it didn’t seem to matter how hard you squeezed, he wasn’t going to move, and you had nowhere to go. your legs were made of jelly, so climbing off of him would’ve been impossible. “I don’t know if I can cum again…” but his tongue was merciless in it’s lapping at your sensitive core, and no matter how you tried to shift, you were destined to rub yourself into his face. pressing your palms against his shoulders, you try to ease up, hover above him. “Too… too much…”

“Already?” Rengoku smiles wide against the slickness of your skin, breathing against it in hot, quick puffs.

you nod, pushing your lower lip out in a childish pout and batting your lashes.

“Even the puppy dog eyes, eh? Poor thing, you must be really sensitive.” before he grips both of your thighs, pulling you back down flush against his face. the abruptness and strength behind his movements clued you in — he wasn’t about to let you give up. the sharp dip of his nose bridge grinds into your throbbing clit. “I’m sorry, pretty girl, but your soft pussy just tastes so much sweeter when it’s swollen and tender. So let’s not hold back, hm? Let me see you scream for me once more.” he demanded, baritone thick with lust and slurred against your cunt.

you can’t even begin to argue with that. your nails bite at the broad, heavily muscled shoulders and your back arches, rubbing yourself against him, riding his face even though every nerve in your sex was kicked into overdrive. you were panting, grinding your teeth, the knots tied in your guts pulling taut as your next climax quickly approaches, and your eyes widen in surprise— crying out as if in complete shock: “Cumming… I’m cumming again!” it was incredible to you that it was even possible. your limits had been thoroughly tested during your time with the Hashira, sure, but never to this extent. you’d cum so many times already that you’d lost count, and somehow— somehow, Rengoku was able to pull another one from your spent frame.

Kyojuro laughed. it was a booming, hearty laugh, and he smacks his lips, glossy with your essence, fiery eyes flickering up the length of your sweat-sheen torso to meet your gaze. you had to dip your chin into your chest to hold the eye contact, biting down on your lip, but it didn’t stop the moan that escaped your lips. just seeing him like this, the powerful Flame Hashira, a walking, breathing legend, with his face buried between your thighs and his face shiny with your juices, was enough to send you into a tizzy. one hand frees itself from your supple thigh and the thumb pad glides over your clit, eliciting a tremble. “Not yet… just a little more…”

one of your hands flies to clamp a fist around his wrist, starting to shake your head. the very touch of the rough pad against your swollen clit has you jerking atop him, but you’re too swept up in the whirlwind of torturous euphoria to make a sound, and tell him that you can’t take it.

this one was, by far, the most intense climax you’d ever experienced, and you were helpless, unable to stop it, unable to ease that pressure that just kept building.

“I might just break you with this one.” he purrs, thoughtful as he watches you thrash, but he’s grinning, ear to ear, tongue hanging out so you grind your tender core against his tastebuds while you squirm, which only heightens every electric sensation shooting through you. you squeezed his wrist, but he only chuckles and flips his wrist, turning his hand over to take yours and give it a firm grip— fingers interlacing with yours. his other arm hooked over your thigh, holding you down against his tongue but freeing his fist to rub your clit with this one instead. “Go on, pretty girl, show me.”

“Kyojuro!” you mewled, over and over, until your throat was hoarse from screaming for him, and your body was quivering, “I’m going to burst, it’s so much!”

in a way, you did.

that bubble popped.

the elastic snapped.

and you lost what little resolve, what little control of yourself, was left.

you’d never cum like that before. you were screaming his name, at the top of your lungs, and squeezing his hand, whole body spasming, shaking, and to your absolute disbelief— you erupt like a geyser. a weak cry from your slack lips is all the warning Rengoku gets before you gush, soaking his face.

humiliated, you long desperately to apologize, but before you could find the words, he dives in, relishing the shower, licking fat stripes between your nether lips and teasing your clenching hole until you’re whimpering, sagging backwards. if it wasn’t for his grip on your hand, you would’ve collapsed completely, but you were certainly limp, head dropped back, staring at the opposite wall with a hazy eyeline and panting. “O—oh, my god… Kyojuro!”

once he’s had his fill and left you quivering, too weak to sit up, he shifts under you, allowing you room to crumble on your back on the bed, snapping your trembling knees closed. you could feel the dampness from sweat and cum against the sheets, and your cheeks were hot with a blush. you’d have to go wash them in the lake before you could sleep. craning your neck, you watch Rengoku sit up on his knees, and you notice just how hard his cock is. it’s engorged and red-tipped, begging to be tended to, and pointing towards his rippling abdomen. you take one look at it, and then another at his face— droplets of your release raining down on to his heaving chest, clinging to his temple, wetting his hair, and you bite down, harshly, on your lower tier, and force your legs to spread apart, again. it wasn’t the most elegant of poses, your shaking thighs sore and splayed open, exposing your much too sensitive cunt to him again.

“I want—“ your chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, and you could hardly find the words. your body didn’t want you to say them. your body wanted you to beg for time to recuperate. “I want to do that again…”

his blazing gems house two blown out pupils, and they zero in on your treasure, offered to him, even though every muscle jumped under your skin. he smiles, leaning over you to fit right into the gap provided, and ran his fingertips over your quivering core in butterfly strokes, lips whisking across yours. “Now I’ve spoiled you, have I? You’ll beg me to drink from your sweet fountain until you can’t even form words?”

you nod, whimpering. his touch was a raging wildfire over your intumescent sex, but now you needed to see just how much more you could give him.