Kokudou Oneshots

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Sorry if this is short and cringe, I'm not very good at writing smut. Hopefully i will get better but anyways, hope you enjoy!

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The sharp knock on his door snapped uppermoon 1 out of his wondering thoughts. Who could be knocking at this hour? It was like- 4am, humans didn't usually get up so early, and it was silly for a demon to be out this close to sunrise. If it was a god damn salesperson trying to sell him day-old rice balls he was going to eat them.

 He mentally laughed at his own thoughts. He had been told by Muzan that his thoughts really didn't fit his stone-cold expressions, and that he found them stupidly funny.

It was mildly embarrassing to know his superior had been listening to his childish mental wonderings, however it made him happy, so Kokushibo didn't complain.

Another knock snapped him out of that thought too. It was weird how easily distracted he was. Hmm. 

As Kokushibo opened the door he was surprised tp be met with the gorgeous uppermoon 2, Douma. Sparing a quick glance at the rapidly rising sun, he yanked the other inside and slammed the door.

"Whaa~ Kokushibo-dono, no need to be so violent, I just need to ask to stay here for the day!" The blonde whined.

"What the hell where you doing out there so early? the sun was almost up! You could have been burnt!". Upper 1 regretted the desperation in his voice, followed by a sly smirk from his inferior. He wouldn't dare to tell, however it seemed Douma's attractiveness had... taken effect on him.

"Wow Kokushibo-dono, I didn't know you cared about me so much!" Douma was teasing him, he knew it, however he couldn't help the flush creep up his neck and around his ears.

He sighed. "No matter, I permit you to stay one day, as soon as night falls you must leave.

He felt a weight on his chest as the blonde leant on his body. "Ahh heartless as always, huh?"

Completely ignoring his companion's statement, Kokushibo slowly walked over to his kitchen and grabbed a snack. He found Douma lying across his couch when he got back.

(Don't question how Kokushibo keeps human flesh fresh he's magic)

"So, Kokushibo. What do you do during the day? I usually have to take care of my cult, but I'm curious, do you train? any hobbies?" The dark haired man finished swallowing his food. He didn't feel like answering.

" I have nothing better to do. i sleep to pass the daylight hours..." Just as the blonde was about to speak up again he quickly added: "Don't even ask me to go to sleep with you around. I don't trust you around my house." He felt the blondes hands slowly travelling up his chest, to grip his shoulders.

"In that case, we could do something else... You know? I can just imagine you be-" The blonde was cut off by Kokushibo's sharp claws slicing his throat and pin him against the wall. Upon seeing Douma's pink, flushed face, he quickly retracted his hand, realizing his mistake. He giggled. "If you wanted to top, Kokushibo-dono, you could have just asked!" He felt a surge of unknown feeling across his body, making him instructively drag upper 2 through the small house and violently throw him onto his bed.

"You do not get to come into my house and try to do such unprofessional acts toward me. In fact." The dark haired man paused, in time to see Douma whip around with a look of shock on his face. "In fact, I personally think its time you learnt your place, from all the infuriating things you have done to me over the past century

Douma felt his face heat up over Kokushibo's words. Never had he been spoken to like that before. Never had someone suggested such activities with him before either. He had always been an image of perfection his whole life- he was never meant to stray down the demonic path, and certainly not to have intercourse with another, especially not his superior. Though, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

Uppermoon 1 reached over and ripped the turtleneck right off Douma's body, earning a surprised yelp from the other. He then pulled the blonde off his bed to sit on his knees on the floor. "Kokushibo-dono I really think we could do this without all the pu-" Douma's eyes widened as his mouth was assaulted with Upper 1's member. He felt it hit the back of his throat as Kokushibo began to fuck his mouth. Hot tears streamed down his cheeks and he closed his eyes, savoring the stinging sensation mixed with the strangely comforting feeling of the massive cock resting in his mouth.

"Open your eyes." Kokushibo's blank voice echoed in his ears as he obeyed, looking up at the six-eyed man standing over him. He watched as the corners of his superior's mouth slowly turned up into a smirk. He could tell how pathetic he looked. His confidence was gone and he felt like nothing but a entertainment district whore as he bobbed forward and back on Kokushibo's cock. Uppermoon 1 grunted as he began to near his climax.

Douma lost track of time, however by the time upper 1 released into his mouth he could tell from the heat radiating from the covered windows it must be late in the morning. He barely had time to get an unnecessary breath in before he was forced onto his back and stripped of whatever clothing he had left on.

"AH KOKUSHIBO-DONO!" He screamed as his entrance was broken by his superior. Kokushibo growled and used his hand to cover the blonde's mouth, muffling his moans as the other free hand gripped Douma's thin wait and he began to thrust.

After a while of thrusting into his inferior, Kokushibo finally hit the spot he was looking for, signaled by a jerk from the demon below him. His grin widened as he abused the spot, watching as the stunning moon below him let of muffled cries and moans as tears rolled down his pale cheeks. 

Douma felt his cock twitch, signaling he was about to cum. He couldn't even tell his superior, thanks to the strong hand covering his mouth. He felt heat pool in his stomach, he was so close to his sweet release.

The hand over his mouth lifted, freeing his sounds and allowing him to drape his long forked tongue past his lips. He spared his eyes a glance at Kokushibo, in time for him to watch his superior's lips move as he spoke again.

"You want to cum, don't you." Douma whined in response, earning himself a particularly sharp thrust. "Go on then, cum for me." Kokushibo whispered in his ear.

How could he say no to his master?

Douma felt his insides being warmed by Kokushibo's thick cum as he felt his own liquid spilling from his cock  onto their stomachs. Not long after he felt Kokushibo pull out, immediately missing the feeling of being full. He felt tired, even though he barely did anything. Douma simply lay there, feeling too tired to move a single muscle. Luckily for him, he didn't have to. He closed his eyes as he was gently picked up and wrapped in some kind of long haori- only realizing how cold the room had been after he felt warm again. He was laid down- presumably on Koku's chest, due to the slow rising and falling of his breathing.

"Koku-dono.. is so good.. to me." He felt Douma stutter out before most likely falling asleep.

Upper 1 ran his fingers through Douma's silky blonde hair, almost fondly. He had wanted to do this for so long. He glanced down to admire the blonde's beauty before letting himself drift into sleep with his 'crush' lying peacefully on his chest.

Feel free to request more on page 1! Also I am working on a fluff one-shot that I have had the idea to write for a while, though that might not come out for a few days just because of my lazy ass taking forever to finish it, anyways!

Sorry if this didn't make sense or if it was cringe, I tried, I haven't written smut in like forever so I'm not the best at it, hopefully you enjoyed, and I hope you liked your request :