Douma's obsession - Demon Slayer fanfiction

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Douma enters the room directly after Akaza. He isn't able to tear his gaze from her curved body which is barely covered and neither does he want to. Letting Akaza take her away was such a fool move from him, he internally scolded himself. Nevertheless, he quite enjoyed watching her as Akaza positions himself between her legs again and rips open her T-shirt. He licks his lips in anticipation while he admires her body. How could anyone, let alone a human, be so fucking perfect? He couldn't understand why his whole behavior suddenly revolved around her and in fact, it made her even more interesting.

Her eyes are closed and her head falls back as Akaza starts to kneed her breasts pinching one nipple so that she moans in pain and pleasure. She squirms under his touch as he weighs her down and starts kissing her neck. Douma's dick is so hard inside his pants it almost hurts. "On your knees" he commands with a stern voice. Miri flinches and opens her eyes to look at him before Akaza roughly shoves her onto her stomach and gets rid of his clothes. She hesitantly gets on all fours for Akaza to grind his hard shaft against her from behind. Douma can hear her wetness and smiles as he takes off his clothes as well and gets on the bed in front of her.

Firmly he grabs her chin and tilts her head up. Fuck, she was so hot the way she looked up to him with glassy eyes and heavy breathing. For a moment her eyes shot down to his dick and they widened before she looked back up with uncertainty. Just so cute! "Open up, little one" he grins down at her. To his surprise, she instantly opens her lips and slowly licks up his shaft.

"Fuck" he groans staring at her mouth. His grin was wiped away as his face was full of pleasure. Then her lips close around his dick and his hips jerk forward making her gag for a moment. She slowly starts moving her head making him shudder. The same time, Akaza pushes himself inside her making her moan out around his dick as little tears of pleasure run down her cheeks. That was the end of Douma's patience. He firmly grabs her hair and guides her head onto his dick "Good girl, moan for me" he breathes. Akaza thrusts into her with a faster pace "She likes it when you praise her" he smirks feeling her pussy clench down around him. "Is that so, Miri ?" Douma hums happily continuing fuck her mouth. A muffled noise escapes her throat as she tries to respond and Douma laughs tightening his grip. Akaza reaches one hand between her legs and pinches her clit making her cry out and her legs start shaking.

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Suddenly, Douma and Akaza pull out of her and she whines at the sudden absence of Akaza's hand between her legs. Akaza laughs and slings one arm around her waist to pull her up in a sitting position. Her back hits his well-trained upper body and she melts into his touch. "You want more, princess?" he asks as he pushes his nee between her thighs to spread her legs exposing her to Douma.

Feeling intimidated by his feral gaze she shies back and tries to close her legs shooting Akaza a worried look. But Akaza didn't budge. Why were they working together now, she thought they were mad at one another?. "Aww don't look at him now, eyes on me little Hunter" Douma purrs. As a matter of fact, Miri doesn't feel like a hunter at all more like the hunted right now as he comes closer his eyes never leaving hers. Her breathing once again quickens.

His hands sneak up to her breasts his thumbs slowly rubbing them in circles around her hardened nipples. She presses her lips together trying hard not to moan and Douma squeezes his hands. "Do you feel good, Miri?" he whispers in a low and lustful voice. She shyly nods. Akaza gently bites her ear "Words, princess". Miri closes her eyes and averts her gaze in embarrassment. Why did they have to make her say it? Her body was so hot and she could feel her middle parts pulsing at the thought of having both of them so close at the moment. Suddenly she feels Douma's shaft slide through her folds teasing her and she winces  desperately. "Yes" she breathes out. The next second she feels Douma sliding inside of her and stretching her. "Mhh your pussy feels even better than you mouth, shit" he groans starting to thrust inside of her.

It feels so good. With slow but rough trusts he pushes himself so deep inside her that he hits her sweet spot nearly every time making her feel like she was going to explode. After some time, she feels Akaza pushing himself into her other hole. She hisses because it hurts a little and tries to steady herself on Doumas shoulders. When Akaza is all the way in he slowly starts moving in and out. "You're doing so good" he praises his breathing becoming ragged. The two of them start moving in unison and Miri is washed over by such intense pleasure that she forgets about the pain.

Douma kneads her breasts again while Akaza holds her hips to push up into her. "Fuck you feel so good" he moans, his hips slapping against her ass every time he pushes himself all the way in. Miri feels herself being close and her walls clench around Doumas dick as she moans their names. Their thrusts become faster and rougher only adding to the feeling. Doumas one hand rubs her clit now making her roll her eyes back in ecstasy. "Come for us, Miri" he rasps. Miri feels the pleasure explode in her lower belly as she orgasms. Her insides contract and her muscles shiver while she moans loudly. She feels Akaza come inside of her too with a satisfied groan. Douma steadies her with a firm grip as he takes a few more rough thrusts while her orgasm lasts before he pulls out and comes all over her stomach.

Miri falls over onto Douma still heavily breathing. His strong arms catch her and hoist her up. Her vision is a little bit hazy but she doesn't know whether it's from the tears that slipped out or the exhaustion... probably both. "Let's get you cleaned up" he says before standing up and carrying her to the bathroom.

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