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The Forbidden Embrace

Miyuki's POV

Muzan grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up, holding me firmly against his chest. His tongue traced a long stripe up my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "Hmpm..." I moaned softly.

He dragged his tongue along my jaw and collar, making intense eye contact with me before biting down on my chest, clearly showing his intentions. "Remove my clothes," he commanded.

I gulped, feeling excitement and fear. My hands trembled as I reached for his obi, loosening it and pulling down on his kimono. 

His body was lean but muscular, enough to make my heart race even more.

Muzan's hands snaked against my dress and, with a swift motion, he ripped it apart. "Gently," I protested, my voice shaking, but he ignored me.

I shuddered as his fingers pressed insistently on my chest, playing with my nipples and pinching them. 

"Ow, Muzan, fuck... wait─" I yelped, but Muzan didn't stop. He grazed his teeth on the tender skin of my neck and bit down hard.

"Miyuki," Muzan suddenly said, panting. There was a discreet remnant of blood on his lips as he pinned me down, ripping his own dress away until both of us were naked. 

"Forgive me," he whispered, leaning down to kiss my neck. "I have no mercy for you tonight."

His hands roamed over my body, I could feel my heat , intensifying, my heart pounding in my chest. "Muzan, please..." I whispered, not even sure what I was pleading for.

"Shut up," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot and tantalizing and I bit my lip, and his hands glide against my thighs.

Muzan licked his lower lip as he studied my flushed face, his gaze trailing down my body. I felt exposed and tried to cover up with my arms, but he pulled them away and pinned them to the bed.

"No, I want to see everything," he said, leaning down to kiss my nipples and biting them harshly.

"Aaah!" I yelped as he lowered himself, kissing my navel, then moving lower, spreading my legs apart shamelessly. I couldn't help but look away in shame.

Muzan skillfully inserted two fingers at a time, his tongue lapping at me. "Can you please just do me?! My heart can't take... take it anymore," I gasped.

His crimson orbs stared at my face, observing every little reaction I expressed with each flick of his tongue against my clitoris. 

He promptly inserted one more his fingers and his tongue too, thrusting inside.

"Aaa!" I yelped, raising my right leg to kick his face away, but he caught my legs, his tongue thrusting and moving them up and down, skillfully spreading my walls. 

His finger moved with a practiced rhythm, thrusting hard. "Argh! Hngh... Mhmp! Feels weird..." I groaned, feeling uncomfortable. "I'm about to..."

Muzan smirked, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight. He touched me just enough to get me close enough to cum, then pulled his hands away, waiting.

"Why... why did you stop?" I panted, frustration mingling with desire. "Not yet," he murmured darkly. "I want to see you suffer a little more."

He started again, his fingers and tongue working in tandem, pushing me to the brink. Just as I was about to come, he stopped once more.

"Fuck, hurry up you bastard!" I cursed, my body trembling with need. "Do you think you can command me,  I decide when you get to finish." Muzan taunted with a chuckle.

"Aaah, no no fuck-- Hmpp!!" He repeated the torment a third time, edging me closer and closer, only to pull back at the last moment. 

My moans grew louder, drool dripping from my mouth, his touches were too fast and too rough. "You're pure evil, 10 out of 10."  I managed to gasp between breaths and Muzan chuckled darkly.