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'A ruler can not be a child' Demon Slayer Fic

Muzan, the all-powerful demon king, sat on his throne, his stomach in knots. He couldn't understand why this one human, Yorrochii, had been able to make him feel so weak. It wasn't as though Yorrochii had any powers of his own, yet every time they were together, Muzan felt like he was at the mercy of this mere mortal.

It started when Yorrochii first came to the infinity palace, seeking to make a deal with Muzan for the protection of his weaker younger brother. Muzan, being the kind and generous king that he was, offered to grant Yorrochii's wish in exchange for a small favor. But little did Muzan know, Yorrochii had no intention of keeping his end of the bargain. Instead, he used his cunning wit and charm to weasel his way into Muzan's good graces, becoming a trusted advisor to the demon king.

As the days passed, Muzan found himself relying more and more on Yorrochii, seeking his counsel on matters both great and small. And each time, Yorrochii would smile and nod, his eyes gleaming with amusement, as if he knew some secret that Muzan didn't.

But it wasn't just Yorrochii's words that left Muzan feeling weak. It was the way he looked at him, with a mixture of admiration and longing that made Muzan's heart race. The demon king tried to brush it off as mere flattery, but deep down, he knew better.

One day, as Muzan sat on his throne, brooding over his feelings for Yorrochii, the human approached him, a sly grin spreading across his face. "My dear king," he said, his voice dripping with sincerity. "I have come to ask you for another favor."

Muzan raised an eyebrow, suspicion written across his face. "What is it now?" he growled.

"I want you to take me to your bed," Yorrochii replied, his eyes never leaving Muzan's. "I want to experience the pleasure of your embrace, to feel your power and strength wrapped around me."

Muzan's breath caught in his throat. No one had ever dared to speak to him like that before, let alone ask such a bold request. He could feel his anger rising, but beneath it, there was something else, something that made him hesitate.

He looked into Yorrochii's eyes, searching for the truth behind his words. And what he saw there made his heart skip a beat. It was a desire, pure and simple. Desire for him, Muzan, the all-powerful demon king.

Without a word, Muzan stood up, his massive form towering over Yorrochii. He took the human's hand, his fingers wrapping around it like a vice. And then, without warning, he pulled him close, his lips crashing down onto Yorrochii's in a passionate kiss.

From that moment on, Muzan knew that he was lost. Lost to Yorrochii's charms, lost to his desires, lost to the love that he had never thought possible. And as he held Yorrochii close, he knew that he would do anything to keep him by his side, even if it meant giving up his crown.