Taken (muzan x reader)

18. 😏

(Alright y'all we're creeping up on the final chapters, I figured since I have made you wait this long there may as well be some smut before I end this. I meant to do it sooner but I never got around to it. Anyways thanks again, and here's the smut, I don't really know what i'm gonna write yet just just buckle in 😃)

After I had asked him to fuck me senseless he wasted no time carrying me over to the expensive looking bed.

He crawled on top of me like and animal and used both his strong sturdy arms on either side of my head to hold himself above me. I felt caged in and I loved it.

He slowly used his long nails to undo the string that was keeping my shirt tied together and holding my cleavage in. He quickly slashed the rest of the shirt down the middle and took it off me.

He lowered his head to my chest and breathed in my scent.

"Do you know how long i've waited for this? How many centuries i've waited for someone like you to enter my life."

"Those months holding back from ravaging you were torture."

He was referring to the months we spent together after he had essentially kidnapped me from the kidnappers. At this moment though I wasn't focused on that, I was completely entranced by him.

The next item of clothing he removed was my bra. He unclipped the front and lifted the rest over my head and whipped it across the room all while still staring me in the eyes.

He kept looking at me as he went lower again. Back down to my breasts. He used his long useful tongue to lick the space in between them as I lay there. He moved slowly to the right one and licked slow circles around my tender nipples.

He gently bit it and then kept licking. I had never experienced anything like this before. The feeling was sending tingles down my spine with the new sensation.

He then got ambitious and started to try and suck on the whole thing hungrily. I let out soft pants as I felt his wet tongue circle my nipple as he sucked.

He let go of it and did the same to the other. While he was focused on the left breast he massaged the right he had just finished with.

He made his way back up to my neck and traced from my collarbone to my jaw, with his tongue. He gave gentle kisses, as if using a radar trying to find the sweetest spot. When he got a reaction out of me he focused on that spot. Sucking and kissing. Several times he opened his mouth to reveal his sharp teeth.

He looked ready to bite me and released a few small throaty growls. I could tell it was getting harder for even him to hold back. The hot blood running just under where he left purple bruises must be making him go insane.

He suddenly snapped his head up from my neck to look at my face again. His eyes shone with desire. They were as bright as I had ever seen them. The smile he wore on his face was enough to make me a little scared.

"Scared are we?"

"O-of course not."

"Your little heart says differently."

He took my hair in his hands and brought my head up to kiss him. And kiss him I did. As hungry as I was being with my kisses he was even more so. He explored my mouth with that insane tongue of his and ours danced together.