Akaza x Douma Oneshot

His Pretty Little Hashira

•Smut
•Praise
•HashiraAkaza
•Demon Douma
•Suicide mentions
•Death
•Murder
•Abuse mention
•Kidnapping
•Stalking
•Forced relationship
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Akaza Soyama,the earth hashira of the demon slayer corps.He had a troubled past,his dad killed him self,his sensei and fiancé were poisoned by a rival dojo and his mother was a narcissist and always left him alone.He'd never felt love for a long time from somebody actually healthy and not in need of being taken care of.

Douma,a demonic cult leader.His parents when he was extremely young,his mother cared for him no mater what,his dad was controlling and emotionally abusive towards him.He didn't feel true emotions,he never felt sad,happy,
angry or love.One day he found out about the earth hashira and he become an obsession,he stalked the demon slayer whenever could.He wanted to have the hashira in his hold,to finally feel love from somebody.
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The demon opened his arms,as if to welcome the slayer into a hug that would most likely end in the death of the demon slayer.A fake and warm smile was plastered on its face,trying to fool the human into a false security.

"You...YOU'RE A DEMON!" Akaza yelled as he moved away from the cult leader who put down his arms but the smile never left his face.The demon slayer was clearly distressed at the realisation.His breath was uneven and ragged as he watched the demon stand away from him as still as a statue.Suddenly he felt himself being picked up bridal style,once he noticed the demon holding him he lashed out,trying to get out of the blond's grasp."G-GET OFF OF ME!" Akaza screamed as tears ran down his cheeks,he tried kicking and punching to get out of the uppermoon's hold but nothing worked. It wouldn't make any difference if he screamed his lungs out,kicked at every part of the male's body,not matter if he begged there was no way that the demon would never let him leave.

A magenta haori lay on the floor in the fancily decorated room,the sound that was heard was a quiet humming,no screaming or begging was heard.

Akaza's voice was hoarse from all of the screaming,he had no tears left to cry,he was drained of energy,his legs where forcibly wrapped around the demon's waist,his head resting on the cult leaders chest,his arms resting by his sides as he knew it was futile to fight back.He looked behind himself,there lay his broken and shattered sword.

Douma was humming quietly as if he thought it would put the hashira at ease,his arms wrapped around the others waist protectively, his rainbow eyes stared down lovingly at the other who refused to meet his graze.

"You'll be safe here!With me," A hand placed under the pinkette's chin,his honey yellow eyes meeting rainbow eyes."Don't ruin your pretty face by crying darling," light kisses where placed on the hashira's cheeks in a almost loving way,clearly unwanted as the demon slayer tried to push away the cult leader with the little strength he had."N-No," Akaza mumbled weakly,clearly not wanting the loving attention he was receiving.Of course Douma felt upset because of how the earth hashira was reacting to his love.
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"G-Get o-off o-of me!" Akaza yelled as kicked at the cult leader's chest and legs,using his hands to move the other face away from his.Both of his wrists where grabbed and pinned above his head,his legs being slammed into wooden ground below him.He was pulled into a unwanted kiss by the demonic cult leader,hating how he couldn't move any of his limbs.Once they pulled away tears ran down the hashira's cheeks,refusing to look at the demon and moving his head to the side."Don't be stupid darling!Stop refusing my love!" Douma stated as he forced the slayer to look at him,a crazed look of lust clouded over his eyes.
Akaza continued to cry,wishing he was back at the demon slayer corps even if his fellow hashira annoyed the shit out of him.

There was no way out,not matter what he did Douma was always watching what he was doing,when he was doing it and what he was doing.

There was nothing that Akaza could after all he was just...

His Pretty Little Hashira