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Thinking about how nervous Mitsuri Kanroji is to sit on your face for the first time. How her green eyes coyly look down at you as her glistening cunt hovers over your face. How she tries to hide behind her balled up hands as if she got caught doing something she isn't supposed to be doing. How pink her cheeks get when you reach up to stroke them and how she preens under the touch.

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“S’matter, baby?" you gently ask. “Are you not comfortable? I can stop if you’d like.”

“No!” she insists and blushes when she realizes how panicked she sounds. “‘m comfortable! Just never done this before. I don't wanna hurt you...”

You chuckle, and when your eyes meet hers and she sees the easy smile on your lips, she feels herself relax the slightest bit. “Silly girl, you aren't going to hurt me.”

Still, she hesitantly bites her lip, and you nearly lose your mind right there. “What if you suffocate?”

“Then it'll be the sweetest death known to mankind.”

“But—”

Unable to restrain yourself, you gently stroke at her soaking slit, and she lets out a small moan, hips slightly bucking and trembling hands reaching down towards your head. Her thighs tighten around your head, and you circle your finger around her clit. She moans again, louder this time, leg muscles starting to quiver with exertion as she tries to keep herself hovering over your face. It’s obvious she wants to do it, if the flush of her skin and the shine of her wet pussy is any indicator, but that same hesitant expression rests on her face.

Mitsuri has always been on the shy side, after all, has always needed some extra praise and benevolent persuasion to come out of her comfort zone and try something new. Such a delicate little thing underneath all of the jovial attitude and undeniable strength. Emerald eyes plead with yours, as if begging you to keep coaxing her, just warm her up a little more before taking control. And who are you to deny her that?

“C’mon, sweet girl,” you cajole, fingers massaging at her thighs. “Relax. Sit on my face, please? Just want to taste you and make you feel good. Is that okay? Can I make you feel good, honey?”

She bites her lip hesitantly, but you can tell she’s slowly starting to loosen up by the way her hips begin to lower. “You’ll let me know if I’m hurting you, right?”

“Promise, baby. Now c’mon, let me make you feel good.”

With the help of your palms pressed against the sides of her thighs, Mitsuri slowly lowers herself until your nose is bumping against her puffy clit and you can smell the juices flowing out of her. An animalistic part of you wants to litter her thighs in bites, devour her until she's pleading for you to stop, lock your arms around her waist and hold her in place as you assault her body with your tongue, just eat, eat, eat, until she's dripping down your chin and her muscles are weary. All-consuming love that erodes any clear thought and leaves the bones of sanity behind.

Mitsuri Kanroji is nothing short of a God-given meal gifted to a starved animal, and you want to savor every taste of her despite your stomach begging you to fill it as quickly as possible.

She mewls when you brush your nose down her fluttering pussy. With one hand reaching up to massage her breasts (she’s always had such sensitive nipples. Then again, everything about her is sensitive), you make sure you never break eye contact as you place tender kisses across her inner thighs. She’s such a goddess above you—all emeralds being swallowed by black holes and soft sighs swollen with content—that you nearly feel ashamed of thinking of her as God-given. There’s no way even the most powerful god could create something as precious as her. She’s ethereal in her own right and deserves only the best praise.

“Is that okay, sugar?” you whisper against her warm skin.

She shivers at the feeling of cool breath dancing across hot thighs. “Mhm. Please d-don’t stop.”

“Talk to me, baby.” It might be considered blasphemous to beg a goddess to do anything, but you can’t bring yourself to care when she has such a pretty pussy. “Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

Mitsuri gasps when you lightly swipe at her clit with your tongue, and her grassy eyes dart down to meet yours. Shoulders heaving and hands trembling, she lovingly brushes some hair away from your face. “S-S-So good, lovey. Wan’ more.”

You hum against her cunt, eliciting a sharp inhale and roll of her eyes. “More? My greedy girl, you want me to finally eat you out, hm? No more teasing?”

“Yes!” she pleads and then does something neither of you ever expected: she tangles her fingers in your hair and pushes your face so her clit is bumping right against your lips. “Please! Please eat me out, sweetheart. Can’t take it any more! Want you to make me feel good.”

“Whatever my goddess wants,” you muse, and spare one last look up at her, “she gets.”

You run your tongue through her puffy folds, toying with her just a little bit more before finally sucking her clit into your mouth. The moan Mitsuri lets out is high and whiny enough to elicit one of your own, fingers diving right into her dripping pussy and expertly curling. She’s an utter mess on top of you and you’re loving every second of it. Knowing how you can make her into such a needy little thing with just your tongue and fingers, hearing her moan out your name over and over like it’s her favorite mantra, feeling her trembling hands pull and tug on your hair to guide you where she wants you the most—it’s the most wickedly powerful feeling that leaves you more and more in love with her.

Mitsuri’s mind is completely blank as she feels herself teetering closer and closer towards the edge of bliss. You’ve always been skilled at making her come undone, at unraveling her until she’s just a puddle of obedience and trust. Though she’s the love hashira known for her incredible muscles, she thinks you might have some trace of inhumanity running through your veins. There has to be. There’s no way someone can break her down to a moaning mess so easily, but she supposes anything is possible in a world of demons and demon slayers. Her hips buck against your mouth to their own accord, and she blushes at the lewd action.

“‘m sorry,” she cries. “‘m sorry! Oh fuck, ’m sorry!” And yet, despite the apologies pouring out from her, she can’t stop grinding down against your mouth, from bouncing her pussy in tandem with your tongue and fingers, from yanking on your hair as if you’re her favorite puppet, from stopping her other hand playing and tweaking her nipple. She’s just as eager to be eaten as you are to eat, and that might just be the sexiest thing you’ve ever experienced. “You’re so good, lovey. Oh shit, right there! Oh my god, right there! So good, so good, so good!”

With your mouth full of her clit and juices, verbally replying is nearly impossible. And so, you decide to keep hitting the spot your finger found and add another one for good measure, your tongue still massaging her in the way that has her thighs trembling around your head. Though you’re throbbing and aching with your own need, knowing how close Mitsuri is feeds you so well you almost don’t even think about it. How can you? The most beautiful goddess to ever exist is using your face as a throne to pleasure herself with. The rhythm of her hips begins to become more and more erratic, and you can feel her walls begin to flutter around your fingers, breathless moans tumbling out of her chest and painting your body in the prettiest shade of pink.

“Oh god, lovey,” Mitsuri cries out. “You’re so good to me! Please, don’t stop! O-O-Oh…”

Every little noise she makes sinks into your ears and burns into your brain. Blindly, you reach up to twist and pinch at her nipples, and she practically throws herself into your hand. She’s even kind enough to guide you to all of the right areas. The rise and fall of her chest is spastic at best, a thin blanket of sweat sits across her warm skin, and her harden nubs roll perfectly between your digits. Mitsuri’s moans grow more and more desperate until she’s basically sobbing your name. God, it’s as if she was made for you to please!

Unshed tears cause Mitsuri’s vision to swim, and though the sight is a little blurry, seeing her cunt grinding against your face and you happily taking it all is enough to make her throw her head back and cry out your name one last time. “I’m gonna cum! Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby, please.”

With a fresh sense of determination, you release your hold on her nipple and elect to push her lower back so she’s forced to arch her cunt even more into your mouth. Evidently, that’s the final literal and figurative push she needed because her thighs are twitching uncontrollably and she’s babbling nonsensically as her pussy clenches down on your fingers as if to keep them there for all of eternity.

“Ah, fuck! Shit! O-O-O-Oh feels so good, lovey,” Mitsuri hiccups as her body trembles above you. “You’re so good. ‘m so lucky to have you.”

Once she’s relaxed above you, you place a soft kiss on the space next to her sensitive cunt and gently pull your fingers out of her. She whines at the loss of contact but is quick to dip down and slot her lips against yours, eager to taste herself on your tongue. Without breaking the kiss, you slowly sit both of your bodies up so her legs are wrapped around your waist and she’s perched in your lap.

“Here,” you whisper against her lips and bring your fingers up to brush against them. “Be a good girl and lick ‘em clean for me, sweetheart.”

And she does, obediently so, never breaking eye contact as her tongue runs up and down your digits and the taste of her own juices explodes in her mouth. You groan at the sight and mutter, “Good girl” before pulling her back into another embrace. After a few more swift kisses, Mitsuri rests her forehead against your shoulder and contently sighs.

“Have fun, princess?” you muse, fingers working to undo her braids. Seeing her with her hair down after a good fuck is always a sight for sore eyes.

She hums against your collarbone. “Mhm. I didn’t hurt you?”

“Not in the slightest.” You plant a tender kiss on the side of her head and tug at the ends of her hair. “C’mon, sweetheart, let’s get you in the bath.”

She huffs out a protest. “‘m comfy right here.”

You smile at her childish petulance and run your fingers down her bare spine, earning a shiver and another huff from your partner. “I’ll wash your hair the way you like.”

“With the strawberry shampoo?”

“Of course, baby.”

After a little more huffing and fussy protesting, Mitsuri finally agrees to take a bath with you under the extra condition of using the strawberry bubbles to match the strawberry shampoo and conditioner. Really, though, she just needed a little wind down after the high you gave her. But if she’s able to tease you a little along the way, she’ll greedily take the opportunity. You’ve always looked so cute with a furrow to your brow.

Once you two are settled in the warm water and bubbles, you beckon for her to lay her back against your chest and she happily obliges. Your fingers expertly work through the tangles and trials of her long hair, and she finds herself sinking more and more against you until her skin is nearly melted into yours. Some days, she wishes it would. At least then she’d know the two of you are safe. But you knew the risk of being with someone who fights to keep the country safe and reassured her she’s worth it and more. Neither of you fell in love with each other because falling implied surprise and there was nothing surprising about how perfectly your bodies fit together. No, you walked into love together, eyes wide open and palms pressed together.

Praises fall from your mouth and coat her body like her favorite blanket.

“I’m so proud of you for trying something new, princess, and I’m happy you ended up liking it.”

She lets out a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding.

“You did so good for me, you know that?”

A soft groan escapes through her lips when you begin to massage her scalp.

“My pretty girl. Just let me take care of you, okay? You deserve it.”

And right when she thinks she’s completely relaxed and unwound, a sharp thought pierces her brain.

“Lovey,” she says suddenly, spine straightening and nearly causing you to harshly pull on her hair as you worked to rinse the shampoo out. Panicked emeralds scan your face as she turns to face you. “I didn’t return the favor.”

Relief floods your chest, and you chuckle and scratch at her scalp. “You silly girl! You scared me.”

“I’m serious,” she stubbornly huffs. “You made me feel so good and I didn’t return the favor. It’s rude…”

The grin on your lips softens down to a tinder smile, and you resume your ministrations with her hair. “You don’t have to, baby. Me wanting to make you feel good doesn’t automatically mean you have to reciprocate.”

And then, those same jeweled eyes are pleading with yours, and she’s leaning further into your touch. “But I want to. I want to make you feel good, too.”

“Tell you what,” you start and she perks out, “let’s finish up this bath, get some food in you, and if you still feel the same, you can return the favor. Deal?”

“Deal!”

“Good. Now quit squirming around so I can get this shampoo out of your hair.”

Lord helps the person that ever has the strength to tell your partner no, because you sure as hell don’t. It’s hard to deny her of anything she wants when her eyes light up so much and her mouth spreads into a heartbreakingly adorable smile. She turns around and sinks back into your arms—her home, as she likes to think of them as.

“‘’m so lucky to have you,” she sighs.

“You said that earlier, silly.”

“And I’ll keep saying it until you believe me.”

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My precious angel

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Summary: Poor baby Mitsuri! She tried to find you everywhere but once she found you.. She saw you turned into a demon. But something wasnt right...

Pairing: Mitsuri x fem!dem!reader

💝💚 Warnings: SMUT. Blood... Hair Pulling, spit kink, spanking, fem!dom!reader, fingering, cunnilingus.... Sub!mitsuri.... As usual tbh, rough pussy eating, tit sucking! Uh uh. Yeah.

Cloudy's note: Hi! Js gonna say that this is my first fully fanfic written? Sorry if it isnt that well!

Nsfw Under the cut💚💝💝

Running.. Running far far away as Mitsuri can to find someone to help calm you as you chased her. You and Mitsuri were a nice couple who helped and fought demons together. You or her never had laid a hand on eachother. But after being paired up with this mission. You and her were sent to fight an upper rank. But you sadly became a blood. Thirsty. Demon. She didnt want to harm you. You were so sweet and kind to her.. How could she possibly harm you.

She was planning on trying to find at least another slayer or hashira to hold you until you both got to the Butterfly Mansion. But when she turned around... You were gone.

Mitsuri looked in every direction to see if she can find you. But when she looked up at a tree she was pinned to the dirt ground looking at your eyes with a hint of blood. But it wasnt just blood.. It was Lust. She blushed at you, seeing at how you looked at the pretty face you wanted to ruin. You wanted to mess with her head. Fuck her dumb was definitely on the list. You picked her up and ran to find at least a place. You found a small cabin. You threw her on the ground pinning her down again but this time she was struggling.

“P-please! Y/N Y-you know its me! M-Mitsuri!!”

You look at her running your hand down her chest looking up at her waiting for her consent. She looks at you with her tear filled eyes and nods her head making you giggle as you rip her uniform shirt further than she expected as your hand grabs one of her breast.

“So…good….” You speak out as your mouth found its way to her nipple, sucking on the bud. Your other hand playing with her other one as her sweet moans forcefully finds its way out of her mouth. Making you more wet then you already are. One last lick was given before you kiss down to her stomach down to her cunt. You remove her belt then skirt forcefully opening her legs as you look at the slick wetness in between her plush thighs you have been gripping. You take a long lick on her cunt before diving in tasting her juices as they coat your face sucking her clit as she squirms from the sensation.

She closes her thighs around your head pushing you down more on her cunt as you massage her breast with one of your hands. She cums all over your face holding a hand over her mouth muffling her screams as you lick her cunt overstimulating her. You remove your hand from her breast as you rub your fingers against her clit as her moans comes out again. She squirms from the extreme sensation as you shove a finger in unexpectedly making her gasp. You shove another finger as she clenches around them pouring sweet moans out of her mouth like dripping honey as you continue fucking her on your fingers.

The faster you go the louder her moans comes out of her mouth. You continue pumping your fingers in and out and a white liquid appears on your fingers. “Aww.. you came twice!” You spoke out as her eyes connect with yours. You take her fingers out flipping her on her stomach pushing her onto your lap as you run a hand over her ass before a swift movement lands on it.

Mitsuri lets out a louder moan as her ass turns a light red from the sudden impact. She turns back at you with her face red as she looks up at you tearfilled eyes. She whimpers as you hit her ass once again groping the fat as she cries out while the burns roam through it. You slap it again and watch her tears fall down her face as cries out. The chirping of the crickets and the buzzes of the cascades corrupt the night as wind fiercely blows and the leaves on trees slowly come off.

“J-just….one more….please..and then we will…get help!”

The night is surrounded with darkness as the stars twinkle and the soft glow of the moon being the only source of light out there. Shadows stretching throughout the forest, rustling of the leaves, fierce wind slowly subsides to gentle breezes of air, carrying the fragrances of flowers, the moon’s luminous presence casts a soft light right down onto you and Mitsuri…

This was going to be a long…long…night..

New Chapter of Tidal Wave is oooooooouuuuut!

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Tidal wave

Chapter 18: Oyamatsumi

2900 words | Rating X

Chapter Summary:

“Iguro receives advice he didnt expect.”

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“Come with me." Sanemi pivoted his heels to the training grounds. Without patience. Without sympathy. Without explanation. Obanai gave Kaburamaru a quick side glance before heaving a sigh and willing himself to follow Sanemi into the training grounds.

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A/N: apologies for not posting sooner.

Sorry for not posting in a while yyall. My daughter was born so Im swamped. But I am working on those chapters in my free time