𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 DoumaxReaderxAkaza

11

The room was filled with sucking noises as we sloppily kissed each other. You were surprised he hadn't tried to kill you right then and there.

His hands had yours pinned onto the wall of the dojo, his lips pulled away from yours.

Both of you, flustered. You looked down to the floor, trying your best to ignore the awkward tension you created with the kiss.

You felt his stare, your eyes turning back to him. Noticing a slight smile on his face, he examined your body. Admiring everything that your dress left exposed.

"This is what you meant when you wanted to do something?" He chuckled tilting his head.

"No.." You muttered, "but if you're going to act all nonchalant, pinning me to the wall... I'm going to assume that's what you wanted to do." You pointed at him.

Akaza removed his hands from the wall, they made themselves comfortable on your waist, he pulled you in as close as he could.

"What if that's what I want to do?" A grin formed on his face.

Your eyes widened, was this going to happen?

Your silence was all he needed, realizing it was what you wanted to.

His right hand unclipped the piece of your dress which held it all together. The first half coming off within seconds, leaving your waist and above exposed. His eyes widened, excitement filled his face.

"You wanna strip for me or am I gonna have to force these off you?" Akaza smiled looking back up at you.

You gulped, agreeing with the first option. Taking off the sleeves and forcing your dress down.

The final pieces of your outfit fell to the floor, you watched them fall and then looked back at Akaza who seemed to be enjoying the show you'd put on for him.

You stood there gazing into his eyes, your body slightly pressed against the wall. One of his arms was still on your back and you felt it lowering as the seconds passed.

He spoke, "Pick a number."

You cocked your head, "A number?"

He nodded, "One through ten, simple."

You hesitated, what does that mean?

"Cmon, it'll be fun."

It's Akaza. What's the worst he could do with my answer?

"Mm, three it was my lucky number as an oiran!" You exclaimed.

He chuckled, with his free hand that wasn't stuck to you he held it up in front of you.

Suddenly two of his fingers folded into his palms, only three were now visible.

You had no time to speak as the same three fingers wandered to your pussy, softly rubbing your clit. You let out a whimper, looking away from Akaza.

"You look so pretty when you moan." He snickered, you felt his hands move forward. The desperation to make you whimper again was high.

He plunged his fingers into your pussy it made you arch your back and motivated him to go faster.

He laughed, "Wonder how many more fingers you could take until you beg for me to stop."

You looked up at him, a moaning mess.

Akaza smiled, suddenly pumping another finger into you and continued to violate your pussy.

All sorts of noises were coming out of the room, your moans, the wetness of your pussy, and Akaza's occasional grunts.

"You like that don't you baby?" He tilted his head with curiosity.

You looked at Akaza. A small knot began to arise in your stomach.

You blurted out, "Gonna cum.."

"Good, I was hungry anyways." Akaza said.

He wasn't holding back. Small tears began forming in your eyes, not passing your lower lashes but enough for him to see, which only made his sanity decrease.

The feeling was incredible, he was aggressive yet making sure that you felt like melting with each thrust.

"Take.. out..." You pleaded, your moans interrupting me.

"Aww already?" He tilted his head and pouted.

You nodded as you felt your impending orgasm, ready to release.

"Gonna-" You panted out.

"Cum." Akaza chuckled.

His words were all it took for fluids to start oozing out of you and onto the floor of the dojo and his hand.

He looked down to the cum stained floor "Aww look you made a mess."

Suddenly his attention turned towards his arm which was soaked with your cum.

He proceeded to lick it off.

All you could do was stare at him as you tried to collect yourself.

He looked back at you with his grand smile. He removed his left hand from your back, you cocked your head.

He took his index finger from his left hand and cut it into his right hand's wrist, fresh blood leaking out. Your body was still, afraid of what he'd do next.

Suddenly he grabbed your head and forced your mouth to suck on his wrist. Blood entered your mouth, you immediately removed your mouth from Akaza's wrist and fell to the floor. Feeling a sort of similar pain to when Muzan gave you his blood.

You sat there in pain, trying to contain myself but you couldn't. You screamed in pain, your skin changed color while you brutally coughed, blood from every part of your body came crashing down onto the floor. The pain came as quick as it left. Your body reverting to its normal color. You felt stronger but were still frustrated with why he'd do this. You got up and looked at Akaza.

"That sick fuck will smell my blood on you the next time he sees you." He explained.

His face returning to the stern expression he usually kept on. You tilted your head, you were interested in who he was talking about. Your eyes widened realizing who he was speaking of.

Douma.

Truthfully, you hadn't thought of Douma since last night. You feared what the demon would do to the both of us if he'd figured out you'd been sexually engaging with each other.

He sighed, "Now then," he took off his cardigan and threw it on the floor.

"Let's continue what we started."