Tanjiro x Reader <3

Loving Competition Part II

Okay part two yayyyy this is literally straight smut you guys I hope you all like it 💗💗😚 again, disregard grammar mistake 😞😞💔

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"Relax sweetheart, I'll take care of you..."

Tanjiro's whispered words found you in a foggy daze. After the remains of your orgasm finally died down, you were able to focus your attention on him— albeit a little woozy. You were completely under his trance; seeing him in a new light of desire. It was exciting. Your heart raced with all the possibilities of what he could do next. Your mind unfolded into endless ideas. They overwhelmed you, especially when his soft lips found their place at that particularly sensitive spot near the side of your neck. You hummed weakly and brushed a hand through his hair. It was then you realized he was still mostly clothed. You'd have to change that.

"T-Take this off..." You murmured in a soft yet strong command. He briefly glanced at you and chuckled.

"Impatient, aren't you darling?" He brushed strands of hair from your face before dropping his hand. You not so sneakily poked at his knuckles to prompt them to act. When that effort was futile, you moved to undo the rest of his buttons yourself. He watched your attempts in amused silence; you were really eager weren't you? With a laugh, he took your wrists and guided your hands to undo the buttons. You froze momentarily by his help, you hadn't even realized your movements were shaky and sloppy; your whole body must have turned to jelly after the whole ordeal earlier. Bashful eyes found his as a small grateful smile adorned your lips. He only returned such a kindly look and kissed your forehead. As much as you two might have bickered and teased, you both truly cared deeply for the other. Those notions were only heavily masked by fear of the unknown. But now that either person was thoroughly explored, it was becoming comfortable in this concealed atmosphere.

When the last of his buttons were freed, you eagerly tugged off the shirt. He laughed at your forwardness and moved your hands away, instead taking the initiative to tuck his arms and pull the fabric off himself. He gauged the way your eyes flitted over his now exposed figure, noticing how you particularly lingered on his shoulders and arms before trailing down his chest and abdomen. You seemed lost in a trance, it was something that swelled a delighted notion in his heart. He would let you ravange him with your gaze but he was rather concerned with continuing what he started. But not before giving you a hard time, your witty responses pleased him.

"Found something you like?" He mused with a smirk. You finally blinked away and gazed at him. He almost crumbled from your sincere look: there was no malice or endearing annoyance in your eyes. All that swirled in your lidded hues were desire. So much desire it suffocated him, caught his breath in his throat. Because that look did things to him; you messed with his mind. Often nights he spent imagining that certain look of yours, he desired your touch and voice and sheer want for him. He had never yearned for anything more than you. Nothing ever occupied his mind more than you. You were so beautiful, simply devine like the petals of lotus flowers. There was something so untouchable about you, it was an idea that no one had seen you like this but him that sent a shiver of delight up his spine. Or at least he wished-- he would surely be your last as long as he was here. Too focused on those selfish thoughts, Tanjiro disregarded your peckish advancements. You had taken it upon yourself to draw your hands over his body. Your nails traced the valley and dips of his body in order to really ingrain this moment forever. He was so warm... so alive and perfect for you.

"Your skin is soft..." You partially murmured that thought to yourself. But he just happened to hear and snap back from his haze at the sound of your praise. He placed his much larger hands over yours on either side of his torso. Dragging his gaze up your flushed body, he met your gaze.