Demon Slayer: Yσƙαι Wιϝҽ [魅美] |Tengen Uzui x Kejōrō!Reader|

19: Behind Closed Doors

Your body was shaking as you walked down the narrow road of the Yuukaku towards the pleasure chambers.

You didn't have a kamuro to accompany you, since you weren't a Oiran or any shinzou (because Lady Yamamoto despised children).

Your palms were sweaty once you'd reached the pleasure chambers and nervously stood in front of the room Tengen was in. You thought you knew what to expect, and you weren't entirely prepared for this... for this type of experience?

They always said that the first night with the customer wasn't so bad.

For an Oiran, she'll sit several feet away from him, and would not eat, drink or talk with him. But instead, would observe from afar while the customer partied hard and she would decide if the customer was worthy of her service.

However, being a simple maid, you'll have to engage and attend to his every need for the rest of night and do whatever he asks/tells you to do.

And the thought of him doing "other" things with you was making you feel dizzy as you hesitated to slide open the fusuma doors.

"Are you gonna come in or just stand there all night?!"

Your heart nearly yeeted out of your ribcage at the sound of his voice.

How the hell could he have known it's you?! Were you making too much noise for him to hear you?

Swallowing hard, you briefly took in a deep breath before sliding the shoji open.

Your breath immediately hitched at the sight of him. Tall, confident, and strong he looked; those piercing fuscia orbs seemed to study your face and figure a thousand times over.

It was the first time in years that someone looked at you with such intensity. Your face warmed in response that you felt like you should bail out and run away.

Fuck─he's every bit as beautiful as he was when you had encountered him in the ruins.

Tengen noticed your flush reaction and his signature smile only widened. His teeth were impossibly perfect, and you briefly (and naughtily) wondered how they would feel dragging along your skin?

Your skin was burning with anticipation and you shifted slightly to help alleviate some of the fluttering butterflies in your stomach and anxiety. When you cautiously entered the room, it is nothing like you are used to as you closed the shoji and knelt down onto your knees in seiza to prostrate yourself.

For a moment, you sat there awkwardly and shyly ran a hand through your long locks.

You're not really sure how to naturally proceed from here. But you've merely learned to comply as you silently awaited his command.

"At last, we meet again." Tengen finally says and then patted on the duvet pillow next to him.

"Don't be shy, kitten. Come and sit with me!" He says joyfully.

Kitten? You tilt your head in question. First night together and already he's given you a nickname.

Well, at least it's better than being called parasite and despite his invitation, you hesitated.