Douma's obsession - Demon Slayer fanfiction

Reunion

Mitsuri stayed awake for the rest of the night, looking out for any danger and making sure Miri could get some sleep. Thankfully, the night passed without further incident. Although it wasn't exactly comfortable as they were getting shaken up every time the carriage rolled over a stone, she felt much more rested when they arrived in Giyuu's hometown about a day later.

He was already awaiting them and waved at Miri with a big smile. "Wow haha, he never smiles for me," Mitsuri giggles and nudges her shoulder. Miri laughs happily and jumps down to run in his direction. It felt like an eternity since they had last spoken and seeing him so excited made her even happier. He hugs her tightly and whirls around with her, lifting her feet off the ground. His velvety scent spread around her as her face was pressed to his chest.

This was the second time Miri had met him, but their dynamic felt so natural that she instantly felt comfortable around him. "You just disappeared...how can you do that to me!?" he scolds her playfully as he lets her back down. "Aww, don't pretend to be all sweet now, you horny motherfucker," Mitsuri hums as she approaches them and greets Giyuu with a high-five. The two of them knew each other for a long time, Miri remembered. "You two are so exhausting," Miri says with red cheeks.

"Oh, I haven't even demonstrated how exhausting I can be," Giyuu grins flirtatiously. "Ouch, hey," he mumbles as Mitsuri slaps him on the back of the head, "Come on, let's go inside," and the small group makes their way to the door.

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"I got something for you," Giyuu says excitedly and leaves the room, only to return a few moments later with one hand behind his back. "Want to guess what it is?" he asks. "I have absolutely no idea," Miri replies without a clue. "Well, just guess," he insists. What on earth could Giyuu be hiding behind his back? And why was he acting so special over this? "I don't know, no... maybe some sweets from the headquarters?" she shrugs. "No, much better," he declares proudly and pulls out a new, polished Katana from behind his back. "We found your broken one and I just figured you needed a new one."

Miri is speechless. Her eyes scan every detail. It shone bright silver and the blade was flawless, engraved with small sparks. The handle was wrapped in finely crafted fabric that rested comfortably in her palm. It was perfect! "T-Thank you Giyuu! It's beautiful..." she stumbled happily. With this, she was finally able to defend herself again and use her special breathing techniques to fight. Holding it made her feel somewhat safe.

"No thanks necessary, I'm glad I got the chance to give it to you... after we all thought you were dead, you know..." he grimaces. "But actually I was hanging out around two upper demon moons," Miri palms her head and giggles nervously. After Mitsuri had gone to bed early, Miri had filled him in on everything that had happened. She wasn't sure how he would react, especially when she told him that she had sex with Douma and Akaza. To her surprise, he wasn't really bothered by it, in fact, he seemed more curious.

"You know I'm not judging you, Miri," he said, crouching down to meet her eyes. "If anything, I'm jealous," he chuckled with a cheeky grin. "I think, I can handle that," she crosses her arms and leans back in her chair.

Giyuu raises his eyebrows, " You sure?" he says, challenging her, and the next moment she is lifted into the air as Giyuu changes places and sits her back down on his lap. Surprised, she looks at him. "Because I can get reeeally jealous when it comes to you." He adds with a raspy voice. His hands are still on her hips and they both feel the sudden tension between them.

"Is that so?" Miri counters without trying to hide the amusement in her voice. His grip tightens as Giyuu rolls his hips up against her. She breathes out heavily feeling his erection under her. A warm feeling spreads in her stomach. Driving one hand through his black hair, she looks at his lips. She can't help but wonder how it would feel to... . Reading her gaze, Giyuu closes the distance and presses his lips on hers in a soft kiss. Gently, their lips move against one another.

After a short while, he pulls away a little to look at her with a questioning expression, but Miri holds his head and kisses him again, this time more passionate. He happily groans and slides his tongue inside her mouth while his hands fall down on her ass. Miri gets lost in the feeling enjoying every second of it as she softly moans into the kiss.

Needing some air, they separate. "Miri, you're driving me crazy," Giyuu breathes out, "but if I keep doing this, I'll be all over you... and we both know we can't do that right now." Looking down, Miri nods "I know...". There was just too much going on. Besides the fact that Mitsuri was just upstairs, they were both technically still on a mission and some of the strongest demons were after them. It was definitely not the time to fool around.

But still... "Is it because of him too? Douma?" she asked as she stood up. "God, of course not! Like I said, I can understand you," he says firmly, trying to convince Miri. He places his arm around her as they both go upstairs to their bedrooms in silence. "That village he attacked... not a single citizen was killed, did you know that? I mean, of course, some were in a very critical condition...but it seems like he only really goes after demon hunters... yet he didn't kill you," Giyuu tells her.

She didn't really know what he was trying to say with that last part, but she was still puzzled by that information. So Douma had only killed demon hunters that day? That was definitely new.

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