The Touch of Darkness (Giyuuxoc reader)

Infiltration

Imagination takes hold as I step into the steamy embrace of a much-needed bathe. The warm water cascades over my weary body, washing away the unrelenting tension that had built up. With each gentle stroke, my hands roam freely, seeking release and solace.

In this moment, my body twitches in anticipation, yearning for the touch of another. Imagining Giyuu's hands tracing delicate patterns on my skin, I am consumed by a tantalizing desire. His touch lingers on my nipples, rolling and teasing the soft buds, igniting a fire within. In this fantasy, his hands explore every inch of my body, reaching that sacred place I crave the most. It intertwines with reality, creating a world of pleasure and bliss within the confines of my bathe.

He played with clit in circular motions, as my body twitched with pleasure.

"You're so wet," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. I couldn't help but moan in response, my body craving his touch.

With a swift motion, he plunged his finger inside me, thrusting with an urgency that sent shivers down my spine. As I tilted my head towards his, our lips collided in a steamy embrace. Giyuu's tongue explored my mouth, hungrily savoring every inch, igniting a fire within me that had long been starved.

I was desperate for him, and he was everywhere, consuming my thoughts and desires. Our lips continued to clash, teeth grazing, breath mingling, creating a potent mix of passion and lust that threatened to set the world ablaze.

Overwhelmed and vulnerable, I surrendered to his advances, gripping his forearms tightly as I struggled to process the overwhelming sensations he was igniting within me.

His muscular hands left my face and began probing the contours of my waist and hips with harsh, passionate touches, his actions fueled by desperation.

Frustration increased his burning desire since he couldn't get enough of me. Giyuu grasped my bottom with force his groping getting more intense.

He lifted me against the icy concrete wall of the shower, slamming me against its unyielding surface, without hesitation. I submitted to his advances, overwhelmed and vulnerable, grasping his forearms tightly as I battled to process the overpowering sensations he was kindling within me.

All conscious ideas fled in the presence of Giyuu's invading presence, leaving only the intoxicating intensity of our connection.

I'd been holding my breath, engrossed in the strength of our connection. As we both fought to regain our composure, the room fell silent, only interrupted by the sound of our heavy breaths echoing through the air.

Our kiss's urgency persisted, leaving a palpable energy that eventually dissipated, leaving behind a sense of longing and a shared knowledge of the depth of our relationship.

I pictured his dark blue eyes, filled with lust, such a sexy look for him, and all the wicked things he's doing to me.

His hands moved down the side of my body to the curve of my hip, the middle of my thigh, and the deadly heat of my pussy.

Giyuu dragged three fingers across my cunt, which was now soaked with my wetness. His touch was soft and playful, in stark contrast to the ferocity of his kiss.

I urged him to fill the desire between my legs after noticing his fingertip become moist from the combination of my gushing juices.

"Please, just do something about this," I begged, referring to how my cunt was leaking with both my wetness and the yearning to be pleased.

I was basically pleading right now.

My head tilted downwards as an irrepressible, filthy moan came from my throat. Giyuu was groaning as well, expanding my adorable pussy folds with his middle and index fingers as my essence matted to the pads of his fingertips.

He breathed heavily steadily stroking his fingers inside me before delicately inserting a fourth digit. He threw back his head, quickening his tempo as he proceeded to sink his fingers into my tight pussy, reveling in the sensation of my walls wrapping around him.

"More!" I yelled, my hips involuntarily bucking into his fingers. "Please, Giyuu san! Please!"

I gasped and closed my eyes as he finally slid the remainder of his fingers inside the tight walls of my cunt. My orgasm slammed into me, bursting the coil in my core as I grabbed his fingers tightly. My mouth erupted in an array of loud, breathless moans, and my mind began to blur. Giyuu growled into my hair at the startling, fresh way my cunt clung around him.

"Shit," I murmured as I became aware of a figure standing near the spring. I pushed my hair back from my face and steam to check again, but there was no one there.

Was I so engrossed in my fantasy that I imagined someone here? I pondered.
My cheek turned a rose color as I understood what I had done. At this point, I'm not sure how to make contact with Tomioka san. We kissed, and I fantasized about him.

"Uuuurgh," I murmured, mortified by my behavior.

Few hours later...

Being an Oiran and fulfilling the ceremonial duties was challenging due to the cumbersome clothing and extensive makeup, but it was a necessary part of the role.

The lady in charge of inspections has burdened me with additional tasks and responsibilities to satisfy the desires of men, emphasizing that she will be closely monitoring my performance to ensure the utmost satisfaction.

Only the best will grab Warabihime's attention, and I have a hunch this Warabihime is more than they let on.

Suspicion ran through my veins. Why would only the most powerful oirans grab her eye? And why hasn't she been seen? From where I stood, she was only a legend, with no witnesses to her actuality.

According to rumor, this Warabihime was the most beautiful woman who ever existed. Her complexion was supposed to be translucent and fair, and her lips were the most exquisite blood red. She was treated like a goddess, and my interest was piqued.

Tomioka san hasn't spoken anything about what happened yesterday. I don't think he'd ever talk about it. He seemed to regret whatever he had tranced as a kiss, and I wasn't bothered by it.

He'd cast a couple glances at me, his austere gaze difficult to read. He was primarily avoiding me, which was impossible given that the probe had just begun. Tonight, we had to be ready when the men arrived, and Tomioka san had already told me what to do.

My initial goal was to make friends with the other existing courtesans in the main house and learn about Warabihime. She appeared to be legitimate shortcut to finding the upper moon demon suggested by Oyakata sama. The Upper moons were apparently the most powerful of the demons, having been so closely attached to Muzan Kibutsuji that he had given them the majority of his blood. This was my first foray into my personal mission. I'd been waiting for this moment for centuries.

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I just want her to meet Muzan now. Shit will go down for sure 😭 anyways hehe 🤭 how was the little imaginary session for y'all? ☺️