Who's in Control

Chapter 13

Those crimson eyes were never intimidating to Douma and so he saw no reason to act any different to Muzan as he approached.

His previous sign of aggression must simply be his protective behavior of last night rolling over.

Inosuke would sniff back his tears as Muzan looked down at him. At just a few hours old, he seems to recognize who's in power. Even then, his son goes to hide his face in Douma's open kimono.

"He looks human," Muzan states before looking to where his wife rests. Douma wants to move and speak but his family was present and would hate for blood to spill.

"-and your pet survived." Douma smiles and nods, cradling Inosuke who also smiles at seeing his father now looking at him with happiness.

"Yes, my wife delivered our son just fine even after being injured." Douma feels slashes on his back but he doesn't wince. He continues to smile as the wounds seal just as quickly as they appear.

"She did survive." Douma looks over and watches as Muzan kneels by his wife. For a heartbeat, Douma doesn't know what to expect till he watches Muzan barely poke Kotoha's exposed wrist. A dot of blood is exchanged. Not enough to change Kotoha into a demon but enough for Douma to feel something.

Muzan gets up and looks over his shoulder.

"She has been granted immunity." Crimson eyes look back down at the now joyful Inosuke who now peers over at him, a bit of drool leaving his mouth. Those eyes so innocent staring at the one who made this society how it is.

"Keep me updated." With that, Muzan leaves, his presence gone in an instant and Douma kneels to let Inosuke lay on his mother's form.

Douma let the rest of the night go slowly by, closing his eyes to focus on the breathing of his new family.

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A month quickly went by, and the Kamado family helped the new parents. ( Douma is glad not to need to breathe when it comes to changing Inosuke.)

It was adorable to watch five-month-old Tanjiro and Inosuke nap together. Even with the age gap, Kie thought Inosuke looked to be three months old.

Douma thought it was strange and didn't want to question his growth till one day when he was nursing, Kotoha made note it felt bizarre.

Sure enough, once Douma pulled his son off his wife, he was greeted with two, barely poking out of the gums, fangs. Inosuke yawned before snuggling into his arms for a nap. Muzan would receive word of the new development.

It would be later that day Douma would feel his nerves spike as he is slow to stop his wife before she stepped outside to let Inosuke in the sun for the first time. His heart tighten when he heard Inosuke cry out.

But his worry was for not, even with his demonic traits coming in, his boy had just spotted a butterfly and had cried out in excitement. Inosuke's skin only turned pink after a bit in the sun but Kie had warned Kotoha about it being possible.

Did it sadden him that his family enjoy the warmth of the day without him?

A little but when they do come back in, skin has been heated up and pressed into his own chill skin, seeking to cool off. He couldn't help but purr at the warmth that sinks into his skin.

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Kie would watch Inosuke for them, bless her heart as she was four months along, as Tanjuro went to run a few errands for Douma.

Kotoha and he were once again soaking in a Sake bath. It would be a little while longer before they can allow Inosuke to join them but Douma doesn't mind the alone time with his wife.

Though-

"Douma." His eyelids are traced as Kotoha sits in his lap, facing him.

Oh how her skin practically glowed, was soft to the touch, and smelled so nice. It made him purr and Kotoha smiles at him.

"I love you." Oh, he knows it. He kisses her, his hands coming to rest of her hips, faintly feeling her stretch marks.

"And I love you Kotoha-chan!" Douma had pulled back to hug her close. The water swirled at the movement.

The rest of the time was enjoyable with his wife soon whispering in his ear that they could do it.

It had been just shy of two months since they had been intimate and Douma patiently waited to serve his wife. His wife did see him at one point wanting attention but he never allowed her to please him like that.

Not like before when he simply took his pleasure from females.

No, he would only seek to please his wife from now on.

As water escapes from the tub, his hands on her hips and movements going slow so she could gasp out at the sensations, Douma knew he had done well as a lover and husband.

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Later, Inosuke would look up at his father as he took a bite of an arm.

It was feeding night and Douma lets Inosuke join him. Not nearly as ravenous as before but he made do with human criminals that needed to be killed. He would need to bathe again as Kotoha didn't like the scent of death on him.

But-

Douma watches as Inosuke reaches out, his hand catching the fingers of the deceased.

Uppermoon Two would watch as claws flexed out of tiny hands. The infant however didn't take any thought on how he had claws.

Only that he now had a firm grasp of his father's meal.

Bloodstain lips stretched out into a smile, showing off equally stained fangs.

"Not yet Inosuke." Douma hadn't need to give Kotoha any more human flesh after that one eating incident but it seems Inosuke's hunger was spiking.

With a gentle tug, Douma got the hand out of his son's grip.

Though that made the little one pout. His face crunching and Douma's heart couldn't take it as he looked so much like his mother.

So he broke the claw on his thumb before smearing it in blood. He offered it to Inosuke who gladly suckled on it.

For the rest of the time, both father and son enjoyed the flavor of blood on their tongue.

Hello everyone, the multi-chapter story that is set in this same universe will be added here soon. Though main focus won't be on DouKoto but rather the Hashira and how they are living in this world .