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Four eyes;

Pairing: Kyojuro, Tengen, and Sanemi x reader

Content warning: some suggestive themes

Word count: 948 words

Readers Sex: Female

This is a request for @taniavttv!

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Kyojuro-

“Hey beautiful!” Kyojuro beamed from behind you wrapping his arms around your waist, you smiled leaning back into his chest.

You were too lost in your thoughts to even notice your boyfriend come up from behind him, you turned to face him placing your hand on his chest.

“Where do you want to go for lunch, dear?” He asked before placing a soft kiss on your forehead, you felt your cheeks heat up at the interaction.

“Our favorite dinner?” You asked, looking up at the man. He chucked pushing your slipping glasses up your nose, “you’re so cute.” He spoke before walking out to get dressed.

-

The two of you sat at a booth together enjoying a milkshake together with your food, “babe, what’s on your mind.” Kyojuro asked breaking your thoughts as you played with the food infront of you.

“I’ve just been thinking about getting contacts… I feel so self conscious about wearing these on my face everyday just to see… I don’t look good in them anymore..” you whispered your insecurities to your boyfriend at ease.

“I think you always look perfect babe, glasses or not, you’re beautiful. Contacts won’t change you in my eyes, regardless of your decision I will support you, I just don’t think you need them dear.”

You smiled at your boyfriend response, feeling relieved at his calmness and reassurance. “You sure contacts won’t be better when you’re having your way with me… I know it’s tiring to keep them on my face.”

“I’m positive dear, just means I’m doing what I want to do to you”

Tengen-

Tengen watched you laugh with his wives, you were in your own world. You laughed at whatever joke Suma was making, which caused your face to brighten up. It was something Tengen could look at all day, especially because you have glasses. It’s so rare for someone with such power to wear glasses, he finds it attractive.

You suddenly stopped laughing whipping your head around, you quickly stood up, welding your sword from beside the door.

You rushed ahead, your senses overloaded, you don’t know what kind of demon is causing your senses to overload the way it is.

Tengen rushed from behind you, urging his wives not to follow. You looked at the demon in front of you, his hideous gaze focused on you.

“I’ve come to finish you off, dear” the demon smirked as he stood with his chest puffed, the demon that killed your entire family remembered you.

You said nothing holding your mothers sword so tight your knuckles turned white, “Cherry Blossom breathing final form: Retribution.”

You swung your sword with inhuman speed, you stuck the demons neck flawlessly. Your speed shocked even you, causing you to fall forward, you held your hands out expecting to fall to the ground only to feel yourself getting caught by someone’s muscular arms.

Though he caught you, your glasses hit the ground. You looked down at your glasses giggling, “maybe it’s a sign of change.” You tried to speak lightheartedly. “Besides, I didn’t look that good in them anyways.” Tengen pulled you away from his chest, looking at you with a scolding look.

“Take it back! Your glasses make you look so fucking beautiful, we’re getting you a new pair tomorrow!”

Sanemi-

Sanemi had just come home from a long day of training, the only thing he wanted to do was take a shower, and lay with your cute ass. He loved the way you looked in his shirts with your glasses on, he would always have to pull them off your face when you fall asleep in his arms.

You were currently in the kitchen making some food for the two of you, your back was to him as you mixed whatever concoction you were making for dinner.

Sanemi laid his head on your back, leaning against you. The man was so tired, he didn’t want to say much, he just wanted to be near you. You were a big source of his happiness, if not the only source, other than slaying demons ofc!

You giggle turning around, catching the man’s head in your hands, you placed your own forehead against his placing small kisses on his nose.

“Hey handsome, how was work today?” You asked running your hand up and down his toned chest, trying to relax the man as much as you could.

“It was okay, nothing event-“ he paused as his eyes met yours, you weren’t wearing your glasses like you always did, “why aren’t you wearing your glasses? Can you even see?” He asked pulling away from you to examine your face.

You giggled shaking your head, “nothing silly, I just wanted to try out contacts to see how they would look! They look good? No?” You asked, truly hating how you looked in your glasses. They were such an inconvenience to your occupation, and they made your face look fat. You fucking hated it.

“Where are they?” He asked as he turned around walking to the room, you giggled before continuing to cook food for the two of you. “They’re in my nightstand.”

He turned his head before he walked into your room, “I want you in them, in my shirt, with dinner when I’m done. It’s been such a stressful day, all I want is you..” he muttered.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you rushed to take your contacts out, replacing them with your glasses. You did as he requested, making sure dinner was made to perfection. When he walked out the bathroom, a big smile was placed on his face.

“Nice to see you again, foureyes, you look fucking stunning”

Not for sale;

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, and Muichiro Tokito x reader

Content warning: degrading

Word count: 850 words

Readers Sex: Female

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen​

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(A/N: I’m no longer going to rush myself to make requests, I don’t have as much time on my hands as I used to, so there will no longer be a timer on requests. They will simply come when they do, I’m sorry, but it’s for the better good of me.)

Kyojuro-

Kyojuro hugged you as you fell into his arms tired from the work you just did, he chuckled softly moving the hair out of your hair lifting your bridal style. “You did amazing baby.” He spoke before placing a kiss on your temple.

A drunken man stumbled outside looking for you, “hey girl!” He yelled from the door. Kyojuro just kept walking, not realizing the man was trying to get your attention.

You had fallen asleep in the man’s chest, so you couldn’t pay him any mind either. Kyojuro laid you in the passenger seat, closing the door softly.

When he turned around he was met with an angry man, “do you know if she offers private dances?” He asked in a snarky tone. Kyojuro raised his eyebrow confused at what the man was speaking about.

“What are you talking about?” Kyojuro asked with an equal attitude. “I’m talking about that bitch you just put in the car! Does she offer private dances?” He spat out.

Kyojuro chuckled turning away from the man “she’s not a prostitute.” He spoke bluntly before beginning to walk to his side of the car “ and she’s fucking mine.” He spoke before stepping into the car. The man stood there dumbfounded

He reached to open the door, when Kyojuro grabbed his arm roughly. “What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” He asked, furious.

“She’s a nobody! Why do you care so fucking bad!” The stranger spoke back with just as much anger. Kyojuro snapped, he saw red.

He grabbed the man by the neck, slamming him on the ground. The man groaned when he connected with the ground, before he was picked up once again.

Kyojuro looked the man in the eyes furious, “don’t EVER talk about her like that.” He spoke before throwing him back to the ground like he was nothing.

You were now fully aware of what was happening, so you hopped out the car walking to your boyfriends side. “Juro.. what happened..?” You whispered, slightly in fear by the situation at hand.

He calmed down at your voice, turning to face you with a smile. “It’s nothing dear, let’s go.” He spoke calmly, opening the door for you once again.

You smiled at the man, knowing he defended you before stepping into the car, watching the man get dragged away by his friends.

Maybe he shouldn’t have made assumptions.

Tengen-

Tengen smiled from the back of the room, watching you perform like it would be your last. It seems like that’s something you can always do; perform at your best regardless.

When you were done, you walked tiredly toward Tengen, dragging your feet. You were about to fall into his arms when a man stepped infront of you, “how much for us to take this home?” He asked you checking you up and down.

“I’m not for sale, idiot.” You spat as you tried to walk past him, he opened his arm so you couldn’t step past, “what’s your price? Everyone has a price.” He smirked still trying to get with you.

Tengen pushed the man to the side with force, causing him to fall to the ground. “Did you not hear her? She said she’s not for sale.” He spoke protectively, as you fell into his chest exhausted.

“Can we go home please..” you whimpered, not wanting to deal with anyone else. Tengen smiled looking down at you before scooping you in his arms bridal style.

“Let’s go dear, when we get home I’ll draw you a bath.”

Muichiro-

Muichiro watched from the background, you swayed your hips, not trying to be seductive. He smirked, knowing you had the crowd wrapped around your finger. You were amazing at your job, it was amazing to see you at work.

When you were done you bowed, before running back behind stage. You were greeted with a smiling Muichiro, he was always so supportive of you and your career.

“You did amazing, love!” He exclaimed excited. You giggled at his reactions, wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly. You placed a soft kiss on his lips gently, before grabbing his hand walking toward the exit.

Muichiro quickly grabbed your things, before he followed in suit. You were almost out the door when some guy leaning against the door opened his mouth, “what’s a whore like you doing unclaimed at this time of night?” He spat from his position.

You ignored him trying to walk past him when he pushed you to the ground, “I was talking to you whore!” He screamed looking down at you.

Muichiro sat you things down before lunging at the man, throwing punch after punch. The man screamed in terror as Muichiro continued to punch and kick him, you quickly stood up pulling the man back.

“Mui.. it’s okay.. can we please go..” you whispered on the verge of tears. Muichiro sighed before picking your things up, he spat on the ground at the man then walked out the door, holding it open for you.

No man would ever put his hands on you infront of him.

How the men of DS react to you calling yourself dirty;

Pairing: Sanemi, Kyojuro, and Genya

Content warning: heavy mentions of being sold, degrading, feeling of not being good enough, self degrading, and swearing this may be slightly heavier in the language used toward the reader!

Word count: 2.3k words

Readers sex: female

This is an anonymous request!

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Senemi-

Men were gathered around you, insulting ever part of your exposed body. The men saw you as their own, so the insults were something you learned to live with.

The torment you faced at their hands was endless; the degrading, the beating, the never being good enough. It would do anything to anybody, yet nobody was willing to help you.

The torment you faced was no secret to the busy district you reside in, everyone always turned the other cheek, except for a certain hot head.

Two men were dragging you by your arms to the next location, your body hung helpless, presumably dead to the people who cared to look her way.

When the men brought you to the thousandth alleyway you’ve been in, when a deep voice is heard from behind you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing with her?” The man asked angrily as he walked toward the two men.

“What is it to you?! Mind your own business!” One of the man yelled as he began to walk forward. You suddenly fell to the ground, not strong enough to hold your own body at this point. Your body ached as you laid lifeless on the cold concrete ground, you have truly given up.

“I’ll get you somewhere safe.” Spoke the white haired man as he lifted you up into his buff arms, running at a fast pace. This felt like a dream, and you refused to believe other, how else would this be happening?

-

When you woke up, you saw the white haired man preparing food with a scowl. “S..Sir..” you spoke with a slight tremble to your voice.

He turned to face you with no emotion, “It looked like you needed help; I’m Sanemi. I’m a Hashira for the demon slayer corps.” He spoke surprising calm.

You sunk to your knees sighing in relief; for once it didn’t feel like your guard needed to be up. He continued to make the food silently observing you from a distance.

“Do you have a shower..?” You asked quietly from the place you sat. “Down the hall.” He spoke as he began to set the table; seemingly unfazed by your hesitance.

You rushed down the shower to get the filth that covered your body off; you didn’t think much about clothes nor towels, you just wanted to get out of the shit that made you feel dirtier than you already do.

When the hot water hit your back, you felt goosebumps cover your body. You leaned your head back, taking in all the warmth from the shower. For the first time in a long time, you were relaxed.

You watched as the dirt washed off your body, down the drain. You wanted to cry seeing the state you were in, but you kept it together.

When you washed your hair and body, you stepped out the shower, that’s when the realization hit. You didn’t have any clothes other than the dirty ones you wore, and you honestly refused to wear that.

-

“Sanemi..” you whispered tip toeing out to the kitchen, he turned his head to see you covered only by a towel. His face flushed a bright red, before he looked away. “Y/n! Yes?” He spoke obviously flustered from seeing you in so little clothes.

It didn’t dawn on you that the hashira may not be used to seeing people like this; living in the red light caused you to adapt to habits that others would deem inappropriate.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize this isn’t normal to other! May I have some clothes please!” You spoke quickly before running back to the bathroom to shut the door.

You sat there flustered for a moment, sliding down the door to the ground. “Stupid..” you whispered to yourself before, holding your head with your hands.

There was a soft knock from the opposite side of the door, before you heard footsteps walk away from the door. You cracked open the door in confusion, before seeing some clothes placed neatly on the ground.

You put on the white long sleeved shirt with some shorts on that he provided, they fit quite big on you, but you wouldn’t complain.

Once you had your clothes gathered, walked out to the kitchen with your head down, “I’m sorry that you have filth in your clothes.. I’ll wash mine soon..” you whispered before walking out to the deck.

The man rushed out behind you, seemingly angry. “What do you mean filth?” He asked looking at you with anger. “I didn’t get anything on them! I’m sorry if I made it seem like that! It’s just.. I’m dirty… I’ve been touched and abused time and time again.. nothing clean about my body..” you spoke with tears in your eyes as your bowed from your knees.

“Please don’t say that.. you have a past, that’s true; but it doesn’t make you dirty.. you’re beautiful from what I see..” he spoke looking away from you red covering his face.

It was the start of a beautiful relationship.

Kyojuro-

A flame was all you saw before you blacked out; you have a bad habit of passing out when you experience great stress.

This came in hand just as much as it bit you in the ass; when you were sold, you simply passed out, but at the same time you were left defenseless often.

You were about to get sold once again, the interaction went as usual, “do you have the money?” Your seller asked the man.

The man chuckled throwing a bag on the ground; “give it to me! I need someone to help me in my paradise!” He spoke eagerly.

Goosebumps covered your body looking in the rainbow eyed man, who had a sinister smile on his face. You knew if you went with the man, you would die.

You were being sold to your death, and you were aware of it. For once, you didn’t pass out, you turned and you ran. You ran as fast as you legs would take you, fearing for your life.

Your seller has never seen this from you; he never tied you up, because he knew you’d pass out under stress. He shouted out for you, but you continued to run.

-

You were sobbing silently trying to compose yourself; it was still night, but the sun was sure to come up eventually. You were wandering in alleys, hoping to avoid the men. You were too busy looking behind you, you failed to see the man infront of you.

You smacked into a hard chest, falling hard to the ground. You looked up to meet the same sinister rainbow eyes, “going somewhere dear?” The man asked with a chuckle as he reached down to grab you. You crawled away screaming, begging, not to get taken.

When your vision darkened, you saw a bright flame.

-

When you came to you were met with the back of a man with two toned hair, he was quite toned from the looks of it, and tall.

His red and yellow hair was mesmerizing, it caught your attention immediately, followed by his haori. You were too caught up in admiring the man who seemingly saved you, that you didn’t notice his head turned to the side looking at you with radiant energy.

“Hello! I hope you’re okay! I saw you running, so I stepped in! you know you shouldn’t be messing with the men you were involved with, right?” He asked a series of questions, slightly overwhelming you.

You didn’t think you showed how his questioned overwhelmed you, but you began to shake at the mans explosive behavior.

“I’m sorry if I overwhelmed you.. I’m Kyojuro Rengoku, I’m a hashira for the demon slayer corps!” The man tried to sympathize with you, calming down.

“I…I’m (y/n)…” you whispered looking down that the state you were in, instantly feeling an intense feeling of embarrassment.

You wore little to no clothes, you didn’t notice this at first, but it became quite apparent once you began to take in your surroundings. “May I please use your bathroom!” You asked eagerly trying to get out of the situation you were currently in.

“Sure, let me show you where you’re staying. I have a brother, so I hope you won’t mind seeing him..” he spoke with a big grin on his face as he led you down the hall to a room.

The room was nicely decorated, with a bathroom in it. “I put clothes on you for the dresser, I’m going to get my brother from from the butterfly mansion, but I’ll be back soon.” He beamed before closing your door.

-

You sat in the shower letting the warm water run all over your body, your head laid on your knees as tears streamed down your face. You were unsure what made you so lucky; how are you the one to be saved?

When you stepped out the shower, you stood infront of a mirror placed above the sink. You didn’t enjoy looking at your reflection, so you rarely looked at yourself in the mirror.

To say you were disgusted with your appearance would be an understatement, you always felt distaste when you looked in the mirror, but for some reason you felt it even more now than ever.

You quickly got dressed in the warm clothes that Kyojuro provided you; a long sleeved black shirt with some baggy black sweatpants. You slipped on the socks neatly set on the dresser, before you quietly slipped out your room.

You hear a seat of voices laughing fill the room with love; you’ve never heard such joy. When you stepped into the kitchen, you saw Kyojuro and a little boy dancing and preparing food together.

The little boy looked just like Kyojuro, he must have been the brother he was speaking about. You suddenly got self conscious, that was his brother.. you were the last person he should meet..

As you turned around to walk away, Kyojuro’s loud voice made your presence known, “hello (y/n)! We were just talking about you! This is Senjuro, my brother!” He spoke with a closed eyed smile

You smiled looking at the younger boy, “it’s nice to meet you Senjuro..” you spoke with slight hesitation, the small boy smiled at you before turning around to continue working.

“Are you sure you want me around your brother?” You asked Kyojuro bluntly, looking at him in his beautiful eyes. “Why wouldn’t I?” He asked with an eye brow raised.

“I’m dirty Kyojuro.. I’ve been sold countless times.. I’m not the girl most guys would want to meet their brother..” you whispered looking away “besides I’ll be out of your hair soon enough..”

The man looked at you with a frown on his face for the first time, “you’re not dirty.. you’re quite stunning.. I would hate to see you go, but I’m not going to force you to stay..” he spoke in a lower voice, observing your delicate stare

“Are you sure..” you asked looking up to meet his bright eyes once again, he smiled softly placing some of your hair behind your ear, “I’m positive.”

Maybe he could help you be content with what’s in the mirror..

Genya-

It took Genya a while to get you to trust him; the two of you met in the red light district. He was assigned for a mission there, and you of course lived there. It wasn’t an easy life, but you did what you had to survive.

When the boy met you, you were as light as a feather, dirty, and paranoid. You remember the feelings and emotions you felt during that time, it was dreadful.

You’ve worked on suppressing the flashbacks and emotions, but you can’t always do that.

-

“It’s funny you think you have a choice.” The man spat looking down at you, you were his toy and he wasn’t scared to throw that in your face.

He bought you, so he would use you. The two of you were on your way home, when you brushed past a man slightly rough.

You began to bow repeatedly as you began to apologize for your actions, you didn’t mean to bump into the man, your husband was just dragging you so carelessly.

The man wore a purple Yukata over his black long sleeved shirt, and he has a long black Mohawk. You were instantly interested in the man, but you confined to apologize, truly sorry for your actions.

“Fuck are you apologizing for! I didn’t say you could! Let’s fucking go you dirty slut.“ the man, your abuser, spoke as he tried to pull you away from the boy.

The two of you didn’t get far, before you heard a swift sword slice in the air. you didn’t process this at the time, but this was the sound made before Genya sliced off his arm.

“You shouldn’t speak to a woman like that.” The man with the Mohawk spoke welding a sword. You don’t know how the man died that day, you just knew you were free..

-

Thinking back to it, you can smell the smells from that day, you can remember every small moment of the time your lover saved you from your buyer.

You didn’t notice your boyfriend come from behind you, so When his warm arms wrapped around your skin waist you felt shocked at first, but instantly fell back into his comfort.

“What’s on your mind Angel?” The boy asked as he rubbed circles in your waist, you sighed looking down that the fingers “I… I just feel so filthy… I’m not sure what would make you want me.. you whispered ashamed

The boy turned you to face him; “you’re far from filthy, you’re the most beautiful women I’ve ever met, don’t think things like that..” he whispered looking at you in seriously. He placed a soft kiss on your lips, leaving you wanting more.

He saved you, you love him, and you can’t get enough ;)

(Sorry this was short loves!)

Your scars;

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku, Haturo Haganezuka, and Genya Shinazugawa x reader

Content warning: degrading and mentions of razor blades

Word count: 865 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: how the men of demon slayer react to scars on your face.

This is an anonymous request!

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Kyojuro

Would comfort you

Would reassure you; he still loves you

You have recently went head to head with an upper demon; he was sure to leave his mark on you. You have a deep scratch running across your face, it made you feel shame, so you constantly kept your face wrapped.

Kyojuro never seemed to mind this, but he also wanted you to accept what happened for what it was. He thinks you look beautiful regardless, it saddens him to know you feel that way about yourself.

The bright man, was thinking of ways to help you overcome your fear, he wasn’t sure how, but he was determined for you to see your beauty.

-

Kyojuro took you on a beautiful date; filled with laughing, love, fun, and overall just things that made you realize how much this man loved you regardless of how you looked.

He smiled at you caressing your cheek, “I hope one day I can see your beautiful face once again.” You frowned, not wanting to make eye contact with him. “I’m sorry.. I just don’t want you to see what I look like.. it’s hideous..”

“You’re far from hideous beautiful, nothing will ever change how I feel about you.” He spoke placing a soft kiss on your bandaged forehead.

You sighed before unwrapping the wrap that covered your head slowly; you didn’t want to take it off, but you knew you could trust Kyojuro.

When the wrap was off your face, you felt ashamed.. he quickly leaned your head up to press his lips against yours softly, “you’re so beautiful and you always will be, don’t ever feel ashamed around me.” He whispered inches away from your lips before placing another soft kiss on your lips.

Haturo

Would send death glares at anyone who made any faces

Would love and support you regardless

Haturo knows about how you feel about the scars you have on your face, so living in the hidden swords village is very ideal for you.

You wear a mask everywhere, and on the off chance you are seen without one you are quick to cover it.

God forbid someone say something or stares though; Haturo will never let them live it down till you make him stop.

-

One day when the two of you were walking down the street, a little kid runs to bump into you at a quick speed, knocking you on the ground.

Your mask flew off; showing your face to anyone near. There were auditable gasps from the people around you as you crawled to retrieve your mask.

Once the mask was on you, you looked up to find a furious Haturo. He had the kid lifted up off his feet, scolding him furiously.

You were quick to run to the man, placing your hands on his toned arm. “Turo.. please..” you whispered, voice breaking in the middle.

He was quick to put the kid down, and pull you into his chest. PDA was rare for the man, but for you, he’d do anything regardless of the looks.

“If all you rats don’t stop looking, I will hurt all of you.” He growled as he began walking the two of you home.

Genya

Would still love your kisses

Would literally fuck anyone who had anything to say up.

Much like Iguro you had a snake like scar on your mouth, but it was made by people from your village. They had no valid reason to do this; you were accused of things with no proof.

They didn’t care; you had to be punished. They brought a razor blade across your delicate skin, forever scarring your face

-

When Genya met you; he was instantly curious. He wanted to get to know you more, which was very unusual for the man.

When the two of you got together; he was always jokingly asking for the mask to come off. He never pressured you, nor did he upset you, he just wanted you to know he wanted to see you subtly.

One day, you were wrapping your face when the black haired walked into the room you were sitting in. You looked back at the man, wide eyed, “I’m sorry dear!” He spoke, quickly closing the door.

“It’s okay.. come in..” you whispered defeated. “Im sorry dear..” he spoke walking into the room slowly. Once he saw your face, he came to a halt.

You wanted to cry at his reaction; looking down at the ground. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered as he sped up to stand face to face with you.

“Ca..Can I kiss you..” he whispered as he lifted your chin so he could look you in the eye, “please.” You whimpered already leaning toward the raven haired man.

When the two of your lips met; the raven haired man knew he was willing to do anything for you. He gave you so much confidence; so much that you were willing to go out without a bandage on. If anyone dared to look your way with any judgement; he would be quick to try to fuck them up. You didn’t allow it much, but if you did, the person isn’t often recognized.

Their Nurse;

Pairing: Sanemi, Kyojuro, and Giyuu x reader

Content warning: mentions of blood

Word count: 822 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: how you help your injured hashira as a nurse :)

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen!

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Kyojuro

Kyojuro was brought to the butterfly mansion with terrible wounds, he was limping with some help, but everyone knew he was deeply hurt.

You were working on the laundry, but when you saw Kyojuro, your world stopped. You rushed to him, asking everyone what happened.

When they explained he was attacked by an upper rank, you urged them to take him to a bed, “put him down now!” Everyone was startled by you, saying that you’re typically a very shy girl. Nobody has ever seen you act this way before, “leave! I need space please!” You shouted as you hurried to tend to the man’s wounds.

With each stitch, you were praying that Kyojuro was safe. You knew that with his profession there is never a grantee for tomorrow, but it never makes it any easier.

You stayed by the man’s side, with tears in your eyes. He stirred away, “Dear..?” He spoke in a raspy voice. You looked at that man, and grabbed his hand gently, “yes babe..” he tried to chuckle as he rubbed your hand with his thumb, “don’t look so sad, I would hate to see you stuck like that.” He tried to joke, in his raspy state.

You giggled, as you started checking over the man and his wounds now that he was awake. “I’m fine dear.. it’s okay..” he whispered, watching you check over him.

“Its not.. I had to patch you up, and it was hard.. I have to make sure you’re okay..” you spoke with a voice crack. “Dear… I’m sorry you had to do that…” he spoke trying to bring his hand to your cheek. “I love you Kyojuro.. please be more careful, there’s nothing wrong with running..” you whispered placing his hand on your cheek, snuggling into it.

“I know dear.. at least I got to see the sassy side of you, you should be assertive more often.” He spoke with a loud laugh, as you sat there blushing.

Giyuu

Giyuu limped into the house that the two of you shared, holding his side. You were walking in from gathering fruits when you saw your boyfriend, you dropped the basket of fruits and ran to get your supplies.

You rushed to his side, and helped him walk to a chair where he could sit. Once he was sat down, you got to work, stitching any deep cut, doing anything you could to help him.

“You don’t have to rush.. I’ll be fine..” Giyuu spoke quietly as he watched you patch him up, you looked up from his toned abs, where one of his deepest cuts were, and frowned “why would you say that? You’re not fine.. you should’ve went to the mansion.. the house is so much further..” you scolded, as you went back to stitching up his wound. “They wouldn’t be able to treat me as good as you..” he whispered watching you be gentle, but efficient.

“They would’ve done fine! You could’ve died babe!” You continued to scold him, as you wrapped his stomach. “I didn’t though..” he whispered. “You could’ve died Giyuu! That’s not okay!” You spoke with tears falling down your face.

Once you were done you stood up, and walked away, before you could get fully away Giyuu grabbed your arm and turned you toward him. “I’m sorry beautiful..” he whispered placing a kiss on your forehead.

You sobbed in his bruised chest, as he tried to comfort you. You loved the man so much it hurt, thinking about him dying makes you want to go with him.

Sanemi

Sanemi refused to accept any help from Kakushi, so he was walking around holding his open stomach wound closed, dripping blood on the ground. He was hellbent on finding out if you were okay, you were a Kakushi after all, you couldn’t defend yourself.

You were patching up someone silently when you heard the commotion, you looked over to see you wounded lover. Your eyes widened in shock as you stood up, running toward the man.

He smiled when he saw you running toward him, when you met him you demanded him to sit down. “Sit down Nemi! You’re hurt!” You scolded, helping him sit down.

“I was worried that you were hurt..” he whispered as he sat down, admiring you.

“I’m fine! I don’t fight demons for a living! You have to be more careful Nemi! I won’t always be here to patch you up!” He just chuckled, watching you patch him up.

When you were done you helped the man up, putting his arm over your shoulder, placing a hand on his stomach for support. “You take good care of me doll.” He smirked as he limped back.

You blushed as you calmed down, you get so frustrated when he doesn’t take care of himself. He’s not invincible, the thought of his death brings a dreading feeling in your stomach, it’s the worst feeling ever.

How the Hashiras would help their s/o when they self harm;

Pairing: Hashira x reader

Content warning: HEAVY HEAVY TOPIC OF SELF HARM, reader almost committed (unintentionally), shower scene (actually so slight; has ZERO sexual involvement, and neck and chest kissing (again ZERO sexual involvement.)

Word count: 3.2k words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: how each hashira would react to their s/o self harming.

This is a request for @aftongiulien!

Babies, you are soo fucking loved, please remember that. This update has a lot of things that can be triggering if you have a past with self harm. Please read with caution, writing this wasn’t the easiest thing, so I wouldn’t imagine it’s any easier to read. Please, please, please read with caution and remember that you are all so fucking loved. If you EVER need anyone to speak to, I am more than open to speak with any one of you about anything. I may be a stranger, but every single one of you matter to me, I appreciate and love all of you <3

Masterslist-

Kyojuro:

Would clean you up

Would confidently reassure you of your worth.

You have been feeling overwhelmed recently; you boyfriend has been busy, you have been alone, and you’ve been not feeling your worth.

You don’t know what’s overcame you, you were preparing food for the two of you, when you got an urge you haven’t got in years.. you wanted to cut..

You walked into your shared room and went to your case that you kept you blade in; you never got rid of it for some odd reason…

You went into the bathroom, and slid down the door staring at the razor. You just sat there looking at it for a little; you weren’t sure if you actually wanted to go through with this.

You opened your leg and began to make 5 horizontal lines on your inner thigh, you used a small amount of force, but it still broke your skin.

You cleaned the blade, then sat it on the counter. You then sat on the toilet seat, opening your legs so you could see. You began to cry quietly as you tried to stop the bleeding.

Kyojuro had just gotten home from work, he saw the dinner on the table, but he didn’t see you. He smiled as he walked into the room, seeing the bathroom door shut. He opened the door and walked in to see you crying with your leg bleeding. He looked at the counter seeing the razor, then he looked at you.

“What’s wrong dear?” He spoke softly as he grabbed the wraps and ointment from under the counter, he crouched down infront of you. He began to softly apply the ointment, you gasped quietly. He looked up at you with sorrow in his eyes, he wrapped your leg tight (he has done this before, he knows how you like it.) before placing soft kisses on you thigh. “I’m sorry Kyojuro… I just didn’t feel good enough…” you whispered feeling tears stream down your face as you looked him into the eyes. He sighed placing his hand on your neck, placing a soft kiss on your lips feeling tears form in his eyes, “it’s okay dear… no more please…” he whispered once the two of you pulled away.

You nodded you head sniffling, “I won’t.. i promise..” you whispered. He smiled at you standing up, “let’s go in the bed dear.” You nodded, as you felt him left you, and place you in the bed gently. He then turned to go into the bathroom, he sighed as he grabbed the razor on the counter.

He threw the razor in the trash, before walking out the room to go in the kitchen. He grabbed both of your food and drinks, walking back to the room. He placed your food and drink on the table, before kissing you the head.

“You’re so worth it baby, never leave me.”

Tengen:

Would rush to save you

Would comfort you, while giving you love.

(Suicide attempt) not intentionally

Your family didn’t give a shit about you, so when Tengen came and asked if you could be his wife, they gave you away with zero hesitation. He could tell you were being mistreated, he wanted to save you.

It’s been a year since, you have worked in the corps since. You are very reserved and kind, so when the wives want tengens attention, you don’t care to stop them. Tengen gave you your own room, knowing that you would be more comfortable there.

Tengen and the wives went out earlier, so you were all alone. You have always self harmed; you have so many scars from yourself. Today was rough, so you turned to the only thing you ever knew…

The cold metal somewhat soothed you, when it went across your upper arm. You used a little more force than you wanted, so you had to hurry up and stop the apparent bleeding. You dropped the razor and rushed out of your room to the bathroom holding your arm.

When you were in the hallway, the door swung open. You immediately heard tengen’s voice boomed through the small house you owned. You rushed to get to the bathroom, but it was too late. “Love..?” Tengen spoke looking at you down the hallway.

You turned to face him, with blood running down your arm and in between your fingers. “Oh love..” was all you heard before everything went black.

Tengen rushed to you, picking you up. He ran out the door without further words, he ran to the butterfly mansion faster than he ever has. The whole time he couldn’t help but wonder, why you couldn’t talk to them… he loved you so much, it would kill him if you died…

You slowly regained consciousness on the run there, “Tengen..?” You rasped out. He looked down at you with a smile, “you’re going to be okay babe..” he spoke as he ran faster.

When you got to the butterfly mansion, shinobu fixed you up, with a sad look on her face. Tengen sat beside you holding onto your hand rubbing circles in your hand, he would feel himself get sadder at each wince and hiss that came from you.

When shinobu was done he slid a bed that was beside you to push the two of your beds together, he grabbed a blanket that was left in the room, and laid beside you placing the blanket on the two of you.

“You scared the shit out of me love..” he whispered looking over at you. “I’m so sorry Tengen.. that’s the last thing I wanted…” you spoke as you turned your back to him; feeling ashamed in your actions.

“It’s fine babe, just don’t do it again please..” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer.

“You mean the world to me, you’re not allowed to die.”

Shinobu:

Would slightly lecture you

Would feel ashamed for not realizing.

You haven’t always had a self harm issue, honestly it didn’t cross your mind until you accidentally cut yourself trying to repair injured members of the demon slayer corp. that one cut was the beginning of hell…

Shinobu has yet to find out about your issue, but you’re good at hiding it. You only do it when you feel pain, but it’s becoming more frequent. Shinobu was treating a patient, so you decided to use your bathroom for the first time.

After placing a few lines on your upper arms, you sat the razor down content. You began to try to clean yourself up, but shinobu already opened the door and saw what happened.

She stood there with wide eyes before gently grabbing your wrist, she pulled you all the way to medical room. She sat you on a bed as she began to examine and clean your new cuts, she felt her heart shatter noticing all the previous cuts. She was ashamed.. how could she be so oblivious…

She has yet to confess her feelings for you, so this all took you by surprise. “You shouldn’t be doing this to yourself..” she spoke calmly, as she began to wrap your left arm. “I know… I don’t know why I can’t stop..” you whispered looking down.

When she was done wrapping your right arm she lifted your head so your eyes met, “please stop doing this to yourself… if not for yourself… f-for me..” she stuttered slightly, feeling vulnerable. You felt tears stream down your face as you nodded your head, she leaned down and connected your lips for the first time; fireworks is an understatement.

“As long as your mine, you won’t do this to yourself, I refuse to allow it.”

Gyomei:

Would cry and pray for you

Would carry you to shinobu and stay by your side the whole time.

Would kiss your scars

Gyomei has always been hesitant to let people in, but you changed that. You loved the man since you felt his presence. You have a heightened sense for auras, his was so kind, you felt drawn to him immediately.

Though gyomei can’t see, he is fully able to tell when something is wrong, especially when it comes to your cutting. He has helped you before, each time he cries, prays, and kisses your scars. You hurting yourself, hurts him.

You were going through another episode, you’ve been working so hard recently, that you began to beat yourself up when things didn’t pan out how you expected. You had already cut, you were cleaning your scars, while crying as quietly as possible, trying not to alert the sleeping man.

“Another episode love?” He asked as he wondered into the bathroom with you, you sighed sniffling, “yes..” he walked right to you and began to finish the job for you. He began to wrap your arm, gently. “What happened love? What’s going on in that pretty head of yours.” He spoke as he continued wrapping.

“I just get so upset with my mistakes.. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it…” you whispered looking down feeling more tears stream down your face. He kisses your wrapped scars before coming up to kiss you, “you are going to make mistakes beautiful, it’s only human nature. Don’t harm yourself over something that can be fixed, we will fix it together tomorrow, okay?” He spoke before gently placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Okay Mei.. can we go back to bed..” you whispered wrapping your arm around his neck. He chucked before lifting you up to take you to the bed, he laid you gently in the bed before he came behind you. He stroked your scars as he held you until you fell asleep.

“Please Buddha.. protect her.” (Not sure if that’s how the prayers work, I’m trying😭)

Mitsuri:

Would cry and cuddle you

Would take extra precaution with wrapping your arm.

Mitsuri has always been known to a caring and loving girl, when she met you that only amplified. When she laid eyes on you she knew you were the one she wanted to be with for the rest of her life, and honestly you felt the same.

She doesn’t know about your history with self harm, growing up with Urokodaki, you were an orphan. You watched your family get picked off slowly by other clans, they all died trying to protect you. You get flashbacks and sometimes you feel like you shouldn’t have been the one that survived.

You were in the bathroom with tears streaming down your face as you went on to you 6th line on your skin, you were so caught up in the act that you didn’t even notice Mitsuri walk in.

What she saw made her heart drop; she has never felt so broken. “Baby! Please stop! Put it down!” She sobbed as she ran over to you, you gasped dropping the blade at the sudden noise. You looked up at her with wide eyes as she picked up the blade and ran away with it, when she came back she had bandage wraps and ointment to help your cute heal.

She sobbed as she was sure to be extra careful when she was cleaning and wrapping your arm, “you’re so delicate love… your arms.. your skin is too beautiful to be damaged like this…” she spoke as she placed her hand on your cheek feeling tears stream down her face.

You felt tears come down your own face as you leaned down to kiss the woman, she helped you strip of your clothes, then strip of her own. She turned the shower on to warm water, as she pulled your wrap back off, so it didn’t get wet.

She pulled you in the shower and just held you for a while, seeing that was extremely scary for her.. she just needed to feel you alive.. You placed soft kisses on her upper chest and neck trying to soothe the girl, “I’m so sorry you had to see that baby… I won’t do it ever again..” you spoke in between kisses.

“Please don’t ever.. I can’t live without you… who’s gonna buy my mochi.” She pouted as she began to wash both of your bodies.

Giyuu:

Would silently wrap your arm with a stoic face

Would just hug you

Later on would reassure you that he can’t live without you and that you’re the world to him.

Giyuu is known to be reserved, but with you he’s completely different… he is talkative, he is caring, he can even be very affectionate at times. He’s the love of your life, you wouldn’t have it any other way.. you still struggle though.. you still have you personal demons.

When you were little your parents were killed, and the demon that killed them made fun of you. He told you, you would never amount to anything and that you were worthless, it’s stuck with you ever since…

You haven’t cut in so long, but after the mission where Kyojuro died, you had flashbacks. The demon that killed Kyojuro was the demon that killed your parents, he saw you and he remembered all the torment, before he left he was sure to remind you of his words.

Once you got home, you ran to the bathroom of your home and pulled out your blade. You lived alone, so you didn’t have to worry about getting caught. You made a few cuts, feeling relief. You sighed and began to clean your arm, you were too busy cleaning up the blood that you didn’t even notice Giyuu.

He turned you around and sat you down on the toilet, he silently placed the ointment on your wrist before he began to wrap it. He had a stoic face the whole time, you couldn’t tell if he was upset or angry with you.

“I’m sorry..” you whispered when he was done. He simply pulled you up and wrapped his arms around your waist, he said nothing, he just hugged you before stepping out of the room for a moment.

You sighed, feeling tears steam down your face, as you walked to your bed. You crawled under the covers, sobbing silently under the covers. Giyuu came back into the room, and slid under the covers. “I’m sorry I just walked out.. You mean the world to me… I can’t live without you… please never do this to yourself again..” he spoke as he brought your wrist to his mouth so he could place soft kisses on your wrist.

“I love you so much babe”

Sanemi:

Would get slightly angry

Would mutter to himself while cleaning your wounds

Would later give you a lot of affection

Sanemi is known to have a temper, you know you can come to him with everything, but you never knew how he’d react to cutting. You rarely do it, but when you do it can get bad. You’ve tried to not make it a hobby, but when things get rough, there’s not a second thought that goes through your head.

Sanemi was outside training some poor trainees, while you were in the bathroom that the two of you shared. Today was really rough, so you cut all over… you cut both arms and both legs, crying the whole time. It wasn’t enough to make you bleed profusely, but it left a mark..

“Baby..?” Sanemi spoke as he turned the corner. You gasped and tried to cover yourself as you threw away the razor, “why are you bleeding?” He spoke as he pushed you down on the toilet to examine you.

You couldn’t bring yourself to speak, but you didn’t have to, he wasn’t dumb. He huffed before grabbing the correct tools to take care of you, he brought out something to stitch you up with, some of your scars were deep.

After a lot of angry muttering and a lot of precaution, he was done. He got it up and left the room abruptly when he was finished, you stood up to began cleaning up the mess you left behind when he comes back around the corner, “get out here.” He spoke as he went into the bathroom to take your place cleaning the ground.

You walked out to the living room and wrapped a blanket around you, when Sanemi came back he placed you in his lap. “I’m sorry I got so angry.. I can’t stand to see you do this to yourself.. please no more…” he pleaded looking down at you in his chest.

You nodded snuggling your head into his neck,

“I promise.”

Obanai:

Would wrap you arm emotionless

Would comfort you when he was finished; feeling deep sorrow.

Obanai is not new at wrapping up scars; he has his own scar that he hides from everyone daily. When he got with you, you were a very depressed individual. You never knew your worth, because society hated you… you were seen as a monster in your village, you were discriminated against so much..

He has always stayed near you because of this, but one day you had to go back alone.. you were going through your old village to get home; trying to keep a low profile. You almost made it through without any issues, until an middle aged man recognized you from when he was a kid.

“Hey.. it’s that freak! Everyone look who came back to town! Your special hashira found out you were nothing special?” The man spat out as a small crowd began to form around you.

You felt everything at once, so you pushed past the crowd and began running, you ran till you made it all the way home.

When you arrived home you looked at the blade of your knife as you sat on the porch.. you slowly brought the blade across your skin, hissing at the feeling. You went to go again, when an arm reached out and stopped you. He pulled the knife away, and picked you up.

He brought you into the house, and sat you on the kitchen counter. He began to apply ointment being sure to be extra careful, he has yet to say anything, or even have any emotions.

When he was finished wrapping your hand, he walked away from you and began to clean your knife that now had your blood on it. You jumped down and hugged him from behind, “thank you bani..” you whispered.

“Don’t do it again please.. I heard about what happened at the village.. nothing they said was true, and it never will be.” He spoke quietly.

He unwrapped his own wrap around his mouth to place a kiss on your lips,

“You’re so precious to me dear.. never do that again..”

Teachers Pet(2);

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x reader

Content warning: Oral and Pet names (Dear, baby, babe.)

Word count: 1.1k words

Readers Sex: Female

Summary: Kyojuro keeps you after class for the first time in a week.

Masterslist-

It has been a week since you have been alone with Kyojuro, it has been so dreadful.. the small glances your way, the tightening of your thighs, the winks, the lip biting, it’s been driving you insane.

He has been going over the last test questions, but your mind was a little preoccupied. All you could think of was what happened at the very desk you were sitting at… “(y/n)! Earth to (y/n)!” Kyojuro said quite loudly. You snapped your head to him feeling your face heat up, “Yes Sensei! Sorry! I was daydreaming!” You squealed looking away.

“What’s the answer to the last question on the test?” He asked making the whole class look at you, “uhm… D..?” You spoke quietly refusing to look at him; getting flashbacks from the week prior. “Incorrect, stay with me after class.” He spoke before continuing on with another lesson.

Class was finally over… students filed out to go to their next classes, but you remained at your seat. Kyojuro spoke no words once the class was empty, he got up fixing his tie. He walked over to the door, locked it, then pushed the blinds down. “Come up front dear.” He spoke from across the room. You rushed up to the front, still refusing to look up. “What’s go you all distracted dear?” He asked as he used two fingers to lift your head, “I don’t know..” you spoke as you felt your legs begin to tremble.

“You don’t know? Did you forget already?” He chuckled; teasing you. “How could I forget..” you whispered as you looked back down. He sighed before lifting your head once again, connecting your lips to his.

You waited for this moment.. to feel his soft lips connect with yours, to feel the spark that only he brings.. he pulled his lips away from yours, bringing his lips close to your ear “let me refresh your memory..” he whispered in your ear before placing soft kisses down your neck.

Your breath hitched at the feeling of his soft lips meet your neck, your legs instantly went to his waist while your arms went to his neck. He chucked feeling you wrap yourself around him before he continued to look for the ‘spot’.

You moaned softly once he began to kiss your soft spot, “you’ve been driving me crazy, dear.” He spoke in your neck before kissing you more. You began to feel a little frustrated at his lack of touching you, so you began to roll your hips against his clothed erection.

He groaned into your neck before pulling away to meet your eyes, “don’t start something you can’t finish dear.” He whispered. You bit your lips as you continued to roll your hips, “I’ll finish it.” You spoke before unwrapping your legs from his waist.

You lightly pushed him into his chair as you dropped down to your knees infront of his open legs, you ran your hands up and down his leg getting closer and closer each time. “Please dear… don’t tease..” he spoke lowly. You smiled up at him before slowly unbuttoning his pants, his breath hitched.

“Do you want me to?” You asked looking up at him innocently, he nodded his head fast looking at you with pleading eyes. “Use your words babe.” You spoke as you began to rub over his cock over his boxers. “Fuck.. please (y/n)… be a good girl, and take me all.” He smiled as looked down at you getting flustered.

As you moved his boxers back, you watched as his cock sprung out. You bit your lip before rubbing your thumb over the tip, causing him to groan. “You like that?” You asked the man looking up at him as you slowly stroked his cock, “yes baby, please!” He pleaded, thrusting his hips into your hand.

You licked his tip before slowly sliding down, his groans got progressively louder the more you went. “You have to be quiet babe, someone might hear you.” You spoke as you started to stroke his cock, while you maintained eye contact. “Okay dear… just don’t stop… please.” He whispered.

You smirked before going back down on his cock, feeling a puddle in your underwear. As you began to go deeper and faster, his breath started getting more chaotic. “Dear… you have to stop… I’m gonna cum..” he whispered feeling himself get closer and closer to his release. You didn’t stop though, you continued to go until he released in your mouth.

When you looked up at him, you continued to stroke him just Incase he wasn’t done. His eyes were filled with lust, he smirked before lifting you on the desk. He pushed you down lightly before pushing your skirt up, he chuckled when he your underwear. “All wet? For who?” He asked looking up at you.

You giggled before leaning all the way back, he pulled your underwear to the side, admiring you for a moment. You gasped as you felt his fingers run up and down your folds, “you’re going to have to be quiet for me dear.” He spoke leaning his head closer to your throbbing heat.

He began to eat you out very slowly, observant of how he’s making you feel. “Kyojuro!” You gasped as you gripped his hair, “what did I say about being quiet dear?” He asked as he stopped what he was doing to look at you, “I’m sorry! Please don’t stop.” You whispered, trying your best to stay quiet.

He smiled, “good girl.” Before going back to eat you out. Your head was leaned back, your hands were gripping his hair, and you were biting your lips. You were a mess for him, or maybe a mess for him.

He slowly slid two fingers in your slick hole, slowly going in and out as he curled his fingers. You gasped as you gripped his hair harder, “Kyojuro-Sensei! Are you office hours now?” Tanjiro asked from the other side of the door.

Kyojuro put his finger to his lips, and he continued to thrust his fingers into you at a fast rate. “Sorry Tanjiro! My office is closed, I’ll be out in a moment.” He spoke loudly. “You’re going to have to cum for me gorgeous.” He whispered as he slammed his fingers into you, hitting your spot each time.

Your mouth fell open, as you coated Kyojuro’s fingers with your juices. “Good girl.” He whispered as his stood up. You looked up at him extremely tired, “thank you Kyojuro-Sensei..” you whispered as you watched him pull your underwear up your legs. He put your skirt down before placing a soft kiss on your lips, “Meet me here next week.” He smiled as he walked to the door.

“Yes, Kyojuro-Sensei.”

Teachers Pet(1);

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x reader

Content warning: slight smut, slight undressing, and nipple stimulation (slightly)

Word count: 773 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: Kyojuro finds a special way to help a struggling student.

Masterslist-

Kyojuro Rengoku is Kimetsu Academy’s History teacher, he has amazing teaching styles, and he always keeps his students engaged. No student’s fail his class, but there’s one student in particular that he may have taken a special interest in…

“Kyojuro-Sensei!” You yelled from behind the teacher, as you ran to catch up to him. “Oh! Hello (Y/n)! How can I help you?” The man asked with a wide smile.

You hunched over, breathing hard. “Oh no! Are you okay?” He asked worried, putting his hand on your shoulder. “Y-yea! I.. I just had to catch m-my breath.” You spoke talking a breath in between words.

Once you got your breathing together you looked at the ground, slightly flustered. “Can I stay after for some help today…” you spoke slightly embarrassed.

You were the only student in the academy that was failing his class; you were quite embarrassed by it. The man let out a small chuckle before responding, “Of course! I’d love to help!”

Your eyes met his and you felt hopeful.. “Thank you Kyojuro-Sensei..” you spoke quickly and quietly before speedwalking away flustered.

Later on that afternoon after all your classes you arrived at Kyojuro’s class room, “Hello Kyojuro-Sensei! How’s your day been!” You beamed as you walked into the clsssroom.

“I’ve had an amazing day! How has yours been!” He asked with a closed eye smile. “It was great!” You spoke enthusiastically. “So, what seems to be making you fail my class..?” The man asked excited to help you.

“Honestly… everything..” you spoke, looking down with a blush on your face. That wasn’t the whole truth… you do often get distracted by the man’s appearance, but you like to think everyone does.

The man chuckled before attempting to help you with the things you needed help which; which was a lot.. he established that this wouldn’t just be a one day thing.

The two of you have been doing work after school for about two weeks; to say you are attracted to him is an understatement. Each time his hand gets close to yours or his shoulder brushes against yours, you have to squeeze your legs together from the excitement.

“What’s not sticking with you the most?” He asked from behind you as he watched you struggle to do the worksheet he gave out today.

“I don’t know.. I’m kinda confused about it all..” you whispered trying to go over everything in your head; it really wasn’t his fault… it was yours…

“How about we try something a little different to help it stick with you.” He spoke with a smirk on his lips. You looked at the man with an eyebrow raised. “What do you mean..?”

He chuckled before taking his tie off, “may I.. touch you..?” He asked lowly as he stood behind you. You couldn’t form any words, so you just nodded your head.

He smirked before turning your chair around to face him, he grabbed your hips and lifted you onto the desk. He unbuttoned your shirt half way, taking in the (f/c) lingerie. “What’s the answer to number one?” He asked as he began to unbutton your shirt again, “I.. I don’t know… C..?” You doubted yourself, as you tried to shut your legs that were now open.

He looked at the worksheet before beginning to kiss your neck, “try again.” He spoke as he opened your legs to place himself in between them, you bit back a moan as you guessed again. “B..?” You questioned

He pulled away and looked at the worksheet, he smiled before kissing you down your chest, “good, now what about number 2?” He asked before continuing to kiss your chest.

You moaned softly before looking at the worksheet, “A” you spoke confidently; you actually knew that one. He smiled before pinching your clothed nipple, “good job.”

You moaned slightly louder at the sudden feeling, but you composed yourself. He started placing kisses down your stomach, “now what’s the third and final question.” He asked stopping right above your aching heat.

“C..” you whimpered looking at him with pleading eyes, he smiled before standing up straight, getting closer to your face. “May I..?” He whispered still getting closer.

You didn’t answer, you grabbed the back of his neck, eagerly placing your lips on his. He smiled in the kiss before grabbing your hips, pulling you closer.

The two of you would’ve went further that day, but you were interrupted by someone knocking on the door asking for Kyojuro. “I’m sorry dear.. we will continue this soon.. I promise.” He spoke placing a soft kiss on your lips before leaving.

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