Our Sister's Keeper (pt. 1)

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TW- SEX
NOT FOR BABIES

The rainbow eyed man stared down at the two newly turned demons as he smiled

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The rainbow eyed man stared down at the two newly turned demons as he smiled.

"Do you feel better now?" He asked them as Ume nodded her head.

Of course they felt better, they had Muzan's blood running through them...

"Our big sister!" Ume cried out suddenly. "You have to save her too!" She yelled as she gripped onto Douma's robes.

Gyutaro looked at his sister and groaned as he rolled his eyes.

You would be having your first client tonight...

Douma paused as he tilted his head. "Your big sister?" He asked before he poked her nose. "Is she as beautiful as you?" He asked Ume as she huffed and rubbed her nose.

Gyutaro grumbled a bit. "She's alright... No one is as beautiful as my sister..."

"Hm... Very well then." Douma said as he smiled.

~~~

You stared in horror as your client was murdered, blood staining your face as you slowly looked up at the man.

You were lucky he came before your yukata was off...

"Big sister!" Ume yelled out happily as she came out from behind the man and hugged you tightly.

You looked wide eyed before you slowly hugged her back, looking back up at the man

Douma stared down at you, his gay ass eyes slowly widened as he looked down at you.

Taking every inch of you whole...

You...

You were...

You were...

You were perfect...

You were everything he needed!

Douma's smile twitched as he kneeled down and grabbed your face. "Now now... Don't be so loud..."

"You'll frighten her..."

~~~~

You whimpered out as you gripped your yukata up to your face, this man who you learned was Douma pulling it away.

Douma smiled down at you as he tugged it away, rubbing your clit, making slow but rough thrusts into you.

"Don't hide your pretty face now..~" Douma cooed ad he lifted your leg above his shoulder.

"Such a pretty sight..." he sighed out as he looked down at you.

You could only let out broken moans, having been overstretched and overstimulated.

Douma grunted softly, filling your sweet cunt as he gripped your love handles.

"Be lucky it was me who found you..."

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