"Lost Lamb." | OG Sukuna X Reader | Pilot

what is left between the sun and moon.

oneshot warnings ; fem!reader, suggestive language, creampie, breeding kink (implied), praise, slow yet also rough sex, overstimulation, teasing, etc.

summary — you mindlessly asked muzan, “what do you plan to do post-recovery?” to which he foolishly spoke the truth. “i want you to ride me.”

it was early morning, dusk pooled beneath the window’s covers, barely enveloping the dark room in a small light.

you were nothing more than a mere maid for the ubuyashiki family, set to care for lord muzan's needs. whether that be bringing him tea, or bathing him, you cared for most, if not all, his demands.

your footsteps were soft, barely audible as you entered the room he lay in. you set before him a simple bowl of soup, your head hanging low as you sat yourself to your knees. "thank you." he softly spoke, his gaze stuck to a window not far from him.

since the day you were assigned to care for lord muzan, you two have grown to be fond of one another. he spoke to you with a rather gentle, and soothing tone. your long talks turned into something more, and before you knew it, your heart had begun to swell with love. it was absolute, your feelings, yet undesirably foolish. he was a sick man, and you were nothing more than a maid, disposable at any moment.

though your heart spoke such words, such sentiments, that it was becoming hard to ignore.

"lord muzan," you softly spoke, his head turned to look a you. "what do you have planned post-recovery?" at such words, his shadowed eyes seemed to light up barely.

you had seemed to be the only one who actively accepted his recovery, despite all the casualties this illness has brought, you still believed—held onto hope for his convalescence.

muzan was touched.

he said no words as a slight smile came to his face, he extended merely one hand to grab your wrist.

"might i show you?"

you looked at him as he held your wrist, eyes wide and an expression that could only be explained as shocked. with careful movements, you nodded.

at your approval, the man had pulled you impossibly closer. his sudden strength made you gasp as he pulled you to sit on his lap. muzan looked up at you, his long hair covering parts of his face. he was pretty, undeniably so.

he moved a hand up to clasp your waist, his touch was lingering, it made you twitch in his hold.

"ride me."

his words sent chills down your spine, your cheeks lit up to that of a rosy pink color. "i may be ill, but im far from stupid. i see the way you look at me."

"lord muzan—”

he turned his head to the side a little, a curious smirk to his face. "don't tell me... have i assumed wrongly?"

you could only sit on his lap and stare down at him with wide eyes. everything felt hot, your thighs felt tingly, and before you knew it, you were melting into both his and yours dirty urges. beginning with the dress you wore, you slowly began to unbutton it, then your bra was next.

you were now completely exposed and naked upon the ill man. muzan traced his hand up your bare body, his touch almost hoarse, fiery. all until he reached your bare chest. muzan groped you, his eyes filled with a needful curiosity.

as he continued touching and playing with your nipples, you directed your attention lower. pushing the covers aside to get to muzan's yukata, you then undid that, now staring at his cock nervously. he suddenly pinched you, your back arch within his lap as you whined lightly.

"carry on. don't just stare."

you gently took ahold of his member, squeezing it lightly. muzan groaned at your touch, he couldn't help but sink in the comfort of pillows behind him. "yeah... just like that."

you slowly jerked muzan off, at times even pressing your thumb to his tip—running it along his slit and spreading the precum that ran down his cock all over. "like this?"

"mhm," he hummed, pressing his hips forward a little, "faster." he could barely gasp out, you followed his every demand, fastening your pace with your hand, right before you moved his cock to your cunt, pressing it barely at your entrance.

"fuck... yes." he gasped barely, gazing up at your naked body, his eyes were the brightest you've come to see. filled with need, and infatuation. you chewed on your lip as you faltered barely.

you sunk down on his cock, your eyes going wide at the sudden burn.

"it h-hurts." you whined, moving your hand up to bite on your thumb. muzan breathed heavily as he looked at you. he raised his hand to push your hair behind your ear.

"take your time."

at his words, you slowly sunk down fully. your sanity had become fogged at the feeling, now in a world of pure bliss, your body began to move at its own degree. pleasure shot all throughout you as you bounced lightly. muzan shuttered as you helplessly rode him, he could only sit there and bite back his desperate moans. muzan was needy for you, even balls deep inside you. his swollen cock kissed your cervix, making you whine as you sped up your pace.

muzan whimpered, catching you off guard. of course-its only been a dirty fantasy played out in your head, but hearing it truly made your cunt spasm around him.

"gonna fuck you everyday from now on," muzan breathlessly moaned. you moved your hands to grab onto his knees from the behind as he grabbed your waist firmly to fuck you from the below. you nearly had hearts in your eyes as he did so.

"y-you don't understand," you whined, a small smile coming to your lips as you bounced alongside his thrusts from the below, "how many times ive touched myself thinking about this moment."

muzan laughed as slapping sounds echoed throughout the room, his stamina was depleting but it all felt too good, "yeah? have you now?" he was too caught up in the moment to fully process how hard he was fucking you.

suddenly sentivty shoots all throughout your body, the spasms of your cunt enveloping his cock told muzan all that he needed to know. you were close, and so was he. his thrusts began to slur, and a small sweat broke out on his forehead.

jerking his hips into your own, muzan let out one last breathy moan before he came all inside you. cum began to leak out of your cunt, though muzan showed no signs of slowing down.

your stomach unraveled at the feeling, and you were suddenly twitching in his lap, you moaned out his name one last time at your orgasm before muzan began to slow his pace. he fucked his cum into you with two last thrusts before completely relaxing into the soft covers behind him.

"dont want it leaking out..." lord muzan mumbled, you could only stare at him with tinted cheeks as he did so. “you're mine, from this point on, after all.”

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incognithot (aizawa x student! reader)

♥ pairing: aizawa x fem!reader

♥ wc: 1,448

♥ synopsis: You're Aizawa's problem student. During Halloween, you dress up in a costume that hides your identity and get fucked by him.

tw: teacher-student relationship, age gap, reader is 18, daddy kink, choking, unsafe sex, alcohol, dubious consent (alcohol involved), fingering

Just the thought of going out with your girls to celebrate Halloween and getting fucked by your teacher, Aizawa, in the restroom of some bar while you're wearing a costume and he's too drunk to notice it's you.

It's Halloween, and you use the occasion as a chance to dress up as a slut, of course, opting for a tight, black tube dress and high heels that are definitely brought together by the cheap cat ears you stole from your bestie and the shitty nose and whiskers your friend drew on you while half-drunk. You slap on a venetian-styled mask, hoping to maybe elevate your trashy couture a little bit. It doesn't, but it at least hides your identity pretty efficiently when aided by the mirage of night time.

He is the last person you expect to see in the bar, dressed up as Dracula too, and you're glad that your girlfriends aren't part of the hero course, because it would be pretty embarrassing to confess how horny you are for your teacher, and have been for a long time. Usually, you wouldn't even bother saying hi to him in public, already knowing that he would probably just choose to ignore you or just sigh at you for daring to bother him outside of class.

But tonight, you're brave, sexy and most of all, drunk as hell, so you don't think twice of approaching him and hitting him with some random joke about vampires, probably an awful one considering how unimpressed he looks, but it's enough to distract him from the group of people he was hanging out with. You are glad you don't recognize any of them, so you can embarrass yourself with a little bit more freedom. You expect him to sigh when he realizes who you are, maybe entertain your bullshit a little bit and then tell you to go do your homework, but he doesn't. You quickly realize why: He doesn't recognize you. Holy shit.

You don't quite remember what the hell you blab about, and he probably doesn't either, because he spends most of the conversation just looking you up and down, which makes you nervous, as it could either mean that, option A, he is starting to realize who you are, or option B, he is checking you out. You don't know which one makes you dizzier.

You get your answer when he wraps his arm around your waist at some point, pulling you closer, his intoxicating cologne now invading all your senses, as he pretends to laugh at some dumb joke you spouted. He is pretending to laugh. He is pretending, so he can get on your good side. So he can fuck you. It makes electricity go right into your clit, your pussy throbbing around nothing. You look up at him, starry-eyed, absolutely enamored with your handsome teacher, too drunk to realize what you're getting yourself into.

He whispers something in your ear, about wanting to get some privacy with you, talk more quietly. You agree enthusiastically, but are surprised when instead of leading you outside, he drags you into the restroom.

It happens.

Him pinning you against the wall and kissing you desperately, probably thinking you're just some hot slut he picked up at a bar rather than one of his students. You roll your eyes back at feeling of his tongue in your mouth, the taste of whiskey and nicotine quickly flooding your senses as you remember the fact that this is the same man who scolded you for smoking during breaks, who scrunched his nose and told you this was a disappointment coming from you. The same man who grabbed your wrist and made you drop the cigarette when you refused to do so.

The same strong hands now groping you desperately, slapping your ass and making it jiggle. You hug his neck with your arms, standing in your tippy toes as he has fun squeezing you, pinching you, abusing you as much as he wants, because in his mind, you're some whore who is going to let him do whatever he wants.

Him sliding a finger into you and loving the way you arch your back and moan at the intrusion, both in pain and pleasure, a smug smirk trailing on his lips as he sees you struggle to even take a mere finger. Making a nasty comment about how you feel like a virgin, about how he's going to wreck you and stretch you out real good, about how pretty sluts like you are begging for it. It makes your stomach flip, both from fear and arousal, as your mind struggles to process this side of him. You almost feel attacked at the rough treatment, wondering what you did to turn the barely interested man back in the bar into this mean, obscene version of himself, but then you realize it's because you look so fucking hot he can't stop himself. In his eyes, you're some dumb, young bitch he's going to use tonight.

He kisses your neck while he fingers your pussy, struggling to even get halfway in there, having to use the full strength of his arm to bury knuckle deep into you. Your eyes roll back into your head as your lips part open, breathless. He plants wet, sloppy kisses on your neck, and the prickling of his beard against his neck reminds you that you're being fingered by your goddamn teacher, who always refuses to give you the 10% in your final grade because of your "rebellious" behavior. You bite your lip, heart beating wildly, tangling your fingers in his long hair as he sucks a hickey into your throat, and wonder what the fuck is wrong with you.

You know he is very much drunk when he doesn't bother with protection, instead choosing to turn you around, pin you against the wall and bully his raw cock into your tight pussy. You want to object at this, but he slaps a hand on your mouth, and for the first time in the night, you feel a twinge of fear run down your spine. Would it be a bad time to make a joke about how you're disappointed in him? Before you can make the decision, you squeal at the sensation of his fat cock head stretching you painfully, bigger than anything you ever had before. He grunts, frustrated at the tight fit, as he forces the entirety of his thick cock inside you, inch by excruciating inch as you do your best to accommodate your dear teacher. You always imagined him to be big when he would star in your wet dreams, but you never imagined him to be this...overwhelming.

He fucks you slowly at first, enjoying the way your plump ass jiggles when he thrusts into you. You moan sweetly, hypnotized by the way the pain slowly becomes sticky pleasure, as you push your hips back, meeting his thrusts rhythmically, and you realize this is probably the first time you two have ever agreed on anything. He is always too busy scolding you for shit, acting like a disapproving dad. You giggle dumbly, as the words escape your lips before you can calculate them, "Nngh, harder, daddy."

Everything suddenly stops.

You blink, slightly sobered now, wondering if you freaked him out, or even worse, made him realize who you really are. What an unfortunate epiphany to have while being balls deep inside you. You slightly turn around, concerned, but a hand on your head forcefully pins you against the wall again.

Out of nowhere, he picks up the pace, it's brutal enough to make the cubicle shake. His hand viciously wraps around your throat, pressing down on your windpipe hard enough to take away any oxygen going into your lungs. Your eyes widen as he starts fucking you at a brutal pace, shifting your body so he can put your leg on his shoulder and fuck you even deeper. Your other leg dangles on the air, as he now effortlessly uses you as a little sex doll, and the mere thought of you is enough to push you into the hot, white edge. You moan a loud, obscene "Oh fuck, dadddyyyyyy~" as you cum, the waves of pleasure hitting you like a truck.

Your walls flutter and squeeze around his cock, pushing him into his own orgasm, as he finishes with a brutal thrust, and a broken grunt. You feel yourself being filled up your teacher's hot, warm cum, shot inside you one, two, three times, painting your insides white. You almost cum again at the exquisite feeling and the thought of being accidentally knocked up by Aizawa.

Drunk in the post-orgasm haze, and still as stupid as ever, you wonder if this will finally force him to give you that extra 10%.

just dilf! toji brainrot

minors dni !

tw: jealousy, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, breeding kink, slight choking, slight spanking.

Dilf! Toji is as confident and self assured as a man of his charisma, looks and stature would be.

You’re his precious doll and he cherishes you more than anything else- especially when he sees you bond with little ‘gumi- Toji’s arm secured around your waist as the 3 of you watch a movie together, mischievous giggles echoing in the room as you join Megumi’s sudden popcorn attack onto his father. Or both of you curling up into his side after a long day, soft snores filling the night air as you relish in Toji’s body heat. It’s moments like these when Toji knows he’s finally found his family.

And as a family, it makes sense for Toji to introduce you to others in his and Megumi’s life, after all, he’s sure about your requited affection and love.

So then why does he feel a dark pit forming in the center of his chest as he sees you giggle and blush over the compliments Jin Itadori has been showering you with ever since you two showed up at his house for a party.

Toji tries to ignore the wandering eyes of the other men in the room, how their gazes linger a little too long below your neck, or how each of them take the liberty to make a joke about the “young innocent thing” Toji has managed to bag. The last straw is Jin sliding his hand to your lower back as he tucks away a stray lock of hair on your face with another.

Perhaps that’s how you end up pressed against the bathroom door, only a thin wall away from a plethora of guests as Toji stuffs his fingers into your mouth, hastily pulling aside your panties as he gives you no time to adjust to his massive girth like he usually does- instead, burying himself inside you to the hilt.

It’s a display of dominance- of possession as he makes it his task to overfill your cunt with his seed. You’re writhing and crying, not bothered about being heard at all by your third orgasm as his hand comes down to slap the flesh of your ass till there’s an imprint of his ownership.

You think he’s finally had his fill as he pulls out, but you’re being turned around and lifted onto the bathroom counter instead, being stuffed full of cock once more as his cum spills out of your gushing abused hole.

Toji’s got a firm grip around your throat as he starts thrusting into you like a man gone feral once again, his eyes locked onto the way your cunt swallows him- the ring of white that forms around his cock each time he pushed back in- the way you grip onto his shoulders with all your strength, your pretty face now stained with tears- he can’t help but catch your cries against his own lips as he spills into you one final time.

There’s no use trying to hide your perverse acts as you both walk back outside, your legs visibly quivering as every man in the room suddenly refuses to meet your eyes. There’s a smug, almost proud, grin on Toji’s face and you know it’s because he’s well aware of the fact that you walk with his cum dripping from in between your legs.

Later that night, you lay in bed with him, flushed with embarrassment as you whine about what you two did earlier. Toji’s response comes in the form of a laugh as he continues to massage your sore thighs, leaning down to pepper kisses along your nose as a form of apology. You joke about that pair of underwear he took away earlier being your favourite one and he tells you he’ll buy you another.

But that’s only because the original cum stained one now lies hanging at the back of Jin Itadori’s bathroom door.

Pussydrunk choso lapping your cunt while your on your gaming chair playing gta and he's on the floor in front of you with your legs placed over his broad shoulders and his head buried between your thighs.

He's just so obsessed with pleasing you and making you feel good. He's been at it for the past hour, slurring and tougue fucking your cunt like a dehydrated man thats so desperate for your cum, the front of his hair is all messy and wet from you squirting, even his shirt is all wet but that man doesn't even care, all he cares about is making you cum and squirt so he can taste you

He's in heaven right there, there's no place he'd rather be than between your thighs. He fucking loves the taste of you, it's like he can never get enough of that sweet little cunt. Since the first time he tasted you he just couldn't stop, he kept begging and begging you over and over even when you told him your cunt is too sore from how often he does it.

He runs his tongue up and down your folds before sucking on your clit like his life depends on it, at this point you can't even concentrate on your game anymore you'd have to tug on his hair real hard to get his attention but even that gets him more riled up, he loves it when you tug on his hair or when you play his hair while he's eating you out, its like a reward, he just groans and moans against your clit.

Whenever you do cum, he doesn't waste a single bit, he licks it all clean, making sure he doesn't miss a spot whether it was dripping down your asshole or onto the chair, that man doesn't give a fuck he'd get ever last drop and he'd whimper against you telling you how good you taste and asking for more.

Then after that you'd bounce on his cock while his eyes is glued to your bouncing tits, the way it moves up and down each snap of your hips. Its like he's hypnotized by you or something.

cute little babysitter

warnings: unprotected sex, cream pie, heavy breeding, squirting, little bit of hair pulling, use of plugs, orgasm denial, edging, cockwarmjng, fingering, name calling (slut and bitch), praising, maybe a little bit of degrading??

word count: 864

⟶ just wanna be little megumi’s babysitter and have toji fuck me every time he comes home from a mission.

toji had been gone all day on a mission so you ended up falling asleep on the couch with little megumi snuggled up on your chest waiting for toji. once he walked through the door he saw his small son clinging to the cute little babysitter’s breasts.

you had been babysitting megumi for quite some time and megumi had slowly begun treating you as his own mother which pleased toji very much. ever since you introduced yourself to him, he wanted to shove you into the mattress and have your cute little cunt wrapped around his leaking cock.

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PAIRINGS : Varsity basketball player! Rindou x fem! reader.

CONTENT : 18+ mdni. exhibition. jealous rindou. established relationship. oral (reader receiving + giving). handjob. slight hair pulling. cum swallowing. brief nipple play. no aftercare. nickname (princess).

WC : 1.3k

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Varsity basketball player Rindou who can’t help but drag you into the men’s locker room, just before his match. He can’t help it — you just look so fucking cute wearing his jersey, which is a little too big on you. Clad in his jersey on top and skimpy shorts underneath, everyone has their eyes on you.

He loves it, loves that you wore it out there, for everyone to see and know who you belong to and he’s going to make sure everyone does. It pisses him off how others, especially the guys on the other team, ogle at you ; eyeing you, his pretty girl up and down, so intently. Having had enough, he drags you into the empty locker room and shuts the door, a little too hard. Immediately he has his hands all over you, groping every part of your body.

Usually he’d pull off your shirt first, to play with your pretty tits. But not today, because right now his oversized jersey which you’re wearing is driving him nuts. Slipping his hands under the t–shirt, he caresses your waist, then your tummy, moving his impatient hands further up and up until they reach your tits. Cupping them, twisting and pinching your nipples. It already has arousal pooling in your shorts, you’re whimpering and softly moaning his name.

“So pretty f’me.. only for me, right?” he lowly whispers in your ear, face buried in the croon of your neck. “Mhm only fo’ you...”— he lazily grins at your words, “And you’re mine, right princess?” you reply a little too quick, in a high pitched voice “All yours baby, only yours!” Your eager response plus your hand tracing down, from the tattoo on his chest to his completely hard clothed dick. Rubbing and stroking it, applying slight pressure on his tip. Groaning he completely pulls out his hands from under your shirt and brings them to your ass.

Large hands kneading the flesh of your ass as he lifts you up against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist. His lips are immediately on your glossy ones. The kiss is rough and messy, it has you all hot and bothered. Tounges rolling against each other, clashing of teeth and your hands find their to the base of his hair, threading your fingers through them. Pulling away after a few minutes, breathless.

He immediately has his lips on your neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin there. “God, you look so fuckin’ pretty like this.” Looking at your dazed out expression and hooded eyes showing just how needy you’re for him. The red marks adorning your neck are enough to have him more riled up. Smirking when he is confident that everyone could see the marks when you go out there.

Nimble fingers finding their way to your clothed clit, rubbing it with enough pressure to have you all dizzy. Satisfied he sets you down on a bench peeling off your shorts, watching a string of your arousal connecting your shorts breaking off while he pulls them down on your ankle. “Already so wet for me, hm? And no panties... how naughty.” It has you so embarrassed, blood rushing to your cheeks ; you look away when you hear him chuckling.

He gets down, his face between your legs and his firm hands prevent your thighs from closing. Kissing your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your cunt at an annoyingly slow place. Looking up to you, he meets your glossy eyes, his vision moving down to your marked neck and then his jersey which was flipped up halfway. You looked so irresistible, the desperate look on your face plus grinding your hips forward greedily to finally have his lips on your cunt, he couldn’t hold it back now. Hooking you legs onto his shoulder, he encourages you to wrap your thighs around his face.

Spitting on your cunt and watching the glob run down, he dives in quickly. Sucking your clit, lapping and licking your folds harshly, it has you crying out loud in pleasure. Flicking against your clit and nibbling it when you tug his hair. You taste so heavenly and your pretty moans, he just can’t get enough of you. You know you’re being too loud and anyone who walks by could hear you but you couldn’t care less, not when he was eating you out like you are his favourite meal, which you actually are!

His skilled tongue swiping up and down your slit and then in your gaping hole. The immense pleasure and the thrill of possibility of getting caught any moment has you cumming within a few minutes. Hooded eyes rolled back, legs shaking and back arching, he knows just how to turn you into a mess. Exhaling heavily you look down at him through your blurred vision, his hair is disheveled, lips and chin glossed from your juices and he’s licking his lips to not miss out on a single drop, smirking up to you, “C’mon princess s’your turn now, get on your knees now.” He’s getting up and sitting on the bench while you get down on your knees for him, desperately trying to pull down his shorts to suck him off.

Met with his long, heavy dick, swollen tip leaking with precum. He could quite literally see hearts in your wide blown pupils. Parting your lips and licking them in anticipation, you quickly get ahold of his shaft. Landing a glob of spit on his dick and wrapping your dainty manicured hand around his dick, stroking it slowly, thumb swiping across his slit. Fingers running over his prominent veins, giggling when it twiches in your hand. His jaw’s clenched, brows furrowed and patience running thin. Every passing second he’s not inside your pretty mouth, feels like torture.

Soon enough, you start pressing kisses up his length, and suddenly he grabs your hair, guiding you to take him in “Now princess, don’t keep me waiting, i got a match— ah” He groans, throwing his head back and biting down his lips to stiffle his groans when you take him in completely. Flattening your tongue against his dick and running it along his prominent vein. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head and swirling your tongue around his tip, making him feel so fucking good. He grabs your hair in a fist and tugs on them to quicken your pace. Harshly thrusting his hips against your mouth, his tip hits the back of your throat and he’s groaning out loud, shamelessly. “So good princess, you’re doin’ so good f’me. Yeah, ah, just like that. M’so close.” Deepthroating him and fondling with his balls sends him over the edge, shooting hot and thick spurts of cum down your throat.

Opening his eyes and looking down at you, a few seconds after calming down from his high, he intently watches you swallowing his cum like a champ. Opening your mouth enough to show him how you didn’t miss a single drop. Tongue sticking out, with a lazy smile and hazy eyes looking up at him. He swears he just fell in love with you for the nth time. Bringing his hands to stroke your face and tell you how good you’re for him and how lucky he is to have you — when suddenly the door’s banging. Quickly getting up, you’re pouting and you can see him frowning, wanting to have this moment with you. Nonetheless, you both get dressed, knowing just how important this match is for him.

Rushing out to the court, he gives you quick kiss on forehead, possessively holding your waist all the way from locker room. Lazingly smirking, knowing that everyone could see the pretty marks on your neck and what you both just did. Just before he leaves, you whisper a small “g’luck rin...” in a shy yet teasing manner, your manicured hands trailing from his biceps down his chest, till they reach the band of his shorts. Slyly smiling and winking at him, when your eyes meet. Quickly running to the seats when you hear his teammates calling for him, knowing well — now that you have teased him, he’ll make sure you pay for it after the match ends.

The anticipation of what’s to come, has your thighs pressed together the whole match, thinking about what will happen later. And him looking straight at you, when he scores points for his team just fuels it. You already know it, you’re in for a ride today!

Adult Tanjiro, who wants a big family, so he will keep pumping you full with his cum, praising you for taking it so well and being 'such a good girl'. Especially when he tucks his cum back in your quivering hole.

h-he would....

♡ ── warnings: aged up characters. smut. praise. breeding kink implied. cockwarming (implied, slightly). unprotected sex. female reader.

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Tanjiro's dream had always been a life with you, and it did come true. Days didn't pass without him thinking about waking up next to you, bringing you breakfast, holding your hand — hell, he is so in love.

Now that you have been together for some time, gone through a lot of time and events, dreams and projects, you both were ready for the next step:

A family. Tanjiro's next biggest dream after you. Even better, a family with you.

The mother of his future children lies now underneath him, legs spread wide open but wrapped tight around his waist. Sweat, moans, whimpers. Sweet nothings and praises.

Tanjiro's big fat dick fills you completely; while it's gentle and tender, it's also rough and feral. You can feel the head of his cock bumping over and over again against your sweet, soft spot. Every time he does, you moan: his name rolling down your lips is his ambrosia.

The way he fucks you is sinful. But, how can you be so beautiful? He wants to keep going, you make him keep on fucking you. And now he's at it, your pussy squelches for him, your slick goes bubbly as he buries his dick into you. His hips snap at your skin but somehow, amidst all the pleasure rave, he's still careful. Careful enough to not hurt you.

"We're going to have a big family..." He lets out, a thumb caresses your arm which is close by as you're enveloped in him.

Lifting that very same hand, he rests his weight on his other forearm, continuing to fuck you good, like you deserve. Meanwhile the other hand, calloused yet so roughly gentle, now rests on your breast; your nipples perk up and harden as the roughness of his thumb massages it, applying just a little pressure so that is rubbing against the side of his index.

He loves the noises you make, he is enamoured. "Like that?" He breathes out the ask, speeding up just a little but without neglecting the depth with which his cock reaches into you.

Right then is when feels you clench when he hits your spot once more; a choked, desperate "right there!" followed by an "I'm so close—" plus the glossy look in your eyes bring out a smile in his lips.

Tanjiro's teeth grit. He can't keep his composure anymore. "Y-You feel so good, bunny... S-So good..."

Yes, your pussy is driving him insane. Quivering, clenching and sucking him in. Warm, wet and just shaped for him. The scent that hits his nostrils just makes it worse; he knows you're close. In fact, closer than ever. It makes him moan out loud, his eyes roll briefly to the back of his head. His abs contract again as he hits your cervix and keeps on hitting it. He's just eager to fill you up, to give you his kids, to make his biggest yearn true once and for all.

"I can't hold it much longer—" At this point he struggles to speak because, far from being selfish, Tanjiro always prioritizes you. But, on the other hand, the need to cum is stronger than ever. It's painted all over his face, his gorgeous, sweat coated face, which glistens with the dim of the light.

"Tanjiro, T-Tanji—" You call out, "So close, baby, 'm gonna cum!"

"Y-You are?" He asks, and a loud cry of yes! comes from you as your back arches. His gaze comes to meet your breasts, jiggling in sync with his pace. He's losing it, he imagines how swollen they will be when you finally carry his children, how beautiful they will look resting on your large stomach as you help make his dream of living a forever with you come true forever. He's drooling at the thought.

God, he needs to fill you up.

"I wanna... I wanna give you... give you m-my children..." His eyes half lidded, squinting just a little, meet your gaze. His thrusts have turned sloppy, but his dick keeps its delicious friction against your sensitive, velvety, tight and palpitating walls the same.

"Please! P-please! Fill me up, c-cum inside—"

Your request is instantly heard; his cock not only does stir, but it also palpitates. You can feel it go stiff, but he doesn't stop. Your name leaves his lips over and over again. Along with it, a promise to make you feel good, to fill you up completely, to give you his children and have a big family with you.

You don't need to hear it, you know. It's not like you can, though: lost in your own pleasure, you feel like you're ascending. The knot in your abdomen gets tighter, your clit vibrates so much and you keep on contracting around his cock.

"I-I'm cumming!" His forehead comes to rest against yours, his eyes shut close and his cock spits the first spurts of cum as he moans. You grip the sheets, your orgasm following right away.

Huffing and panting fills the room. But Tanjiro doesn't stop fucking you. He lifts his head and his upper half, and his crimson gaze travels to meet the point where his cock is still buried inside you, noticing how a little of his cum —mixed with your juices— is sliding out of your pussy.

Your walls are still aching with your orgasm, and this can only add to your sensitiveness. A whimper escapes your lips, and your tears fill your eyes as, with every thrust, your walls tingle with an almost unbearable pleasure.

When he looks up, he notices this. In reassurance, his lips meet yours in a sweet kiss, a kiss that makes you sigh and melt into it, wrap your arms around his neck. Your whimpers make him feel like he's going far, so he stops, but he doesn't pull out.

"Such a good girl..." He praises you, his fingers come to brush a strand of your gorgeous hair away from your sweaty face, "You took me so well."

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