At the ages of around 20, Tanjiro Kamado and Zenitsu Agatsuma are hit by Blood Demon powers from a dark, manipulative demon who makes people fall for their best friends, whether they like it or not. Will these two overcome their imposed romance, or...
While Tanjiro and Zenitsu recuperate from the first blow, the love demon plots her next move.
"Hahaha! They've already kissed, haven't they? Oh, how nice. Now, I'll make them do something STRONGER and with more PASSION! HAHAHAHA!"
"Do you think that is all, Tanjiro? I really don't feel that great." Zenitsu seems somewhat remorseful. He tilts his head downwards, tracing the shape of the wooden floor. Sitting beside him with his legs in an arched position, Tanjiro turns to look at Zenitsu, who senses the motion, stopping what he is doing. The brunette's eyes seem to glimmer with moisture.
"You know, it might feel a bit different than kissing a girl, but it is not all that bad, save for this weird feeling of being controlled, of doing things because of a demon. That is the most unsettling part of it." The brunette smiles at his friend, feeling his belly fill up with butterflies.
Oh no. It's starting again! There is no way to control this power! I must control my breathing and take it as it comes.
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*Tanjiro's expression as he feels the spell intensifying again.
"Woah, what's the matter? Why are you breathing like that? What's going on?" Zenitsu seems to be in a panic, sweat beads continuing to appear on his face. He starts to panic again.
No way. This must be the next stage of the spell! Don't worry, Nezuko! When this spell wears off I'll come for you!
Soon enough, Tanjiro puts on a straight face, taking Zenitsu gently by the arm. The blonde hesitantly stands up, feeling Tanjiro's grip on his right arm. He leads him to a soft bed in the middle of the cabin, laden with purple flower prints.
"Right then. I guess you have to lie down, Zenitsu. A little voice is telling me this in my mind. We will get through this, I promise." Zenitsu lies down reluctantly, seemingly having a little panic attack, taking large gasps of air.
"Tanjiroooo! This is too much for meeee!" The blonde raises his voice, but not in his regular scream, thanks to the spell. He covers his eyes in dismay.
"Shhhh, Zenitsu. You need to calm down. Just pretend we are acting in a play, or something." Tanjiro's voice is so soft and his eyes are so gentle that Zenitsu closes his own, taking a deep breath, opening up his arms to take the brunette into them. Once again, they look each other in the eyes, and lean in for a hot kiss, breathing in sync. The demon in charge of the spell watches with a smile on her face.
"Yes! They are kissing again! Now, let's see a bit more touching."
"Nyah! Don't touch me there, you idiooooot! Cut it ooouuuttt!" Tanjiro feels for Zenitsu's lower region while still keeping the kiss hot, eyes closed. He grinds himself on his blonde friend, yet not very quickly. His breathing is soft, but still passionate in rhythm. Once again, the reluctant Zenitsu falls under the spell, and just goes with it.
What is this feeling? It is unknown to me, yet it feels somewhat pleasurable.
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*Imagine Zenitsu like this with Tanjiro above him, but with partially closed eyes, lips entwined with his companion's.
