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➤【 yandere kny x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl is overtaken with the desire to be the best and overcome any obstacle - human or demon - that stands in her way, unknowingly attracting said o...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑰𝑿𝑻𝒀 𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 」 𝐔 𝐍 𝐑 𝐀 𝐕 𝐄 𝐋
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"(Y/N)!" Kagaya rushed forward and embraced (Y/N) in a smothering hug as soon as she walked through the doors of his main mansion to report to him after regaining her memories, the man loving nothing more than to feel her against him, having craved her touch so desperately. "I've missed you... God, I've missed you so much..."
"Do they know?" She merely questioned with a stony expression, watching as Kagaya pulled away with a rather displeased look in his eyes. "Do they know what you did to your wife?"
"No," he answered back.
"What excuses have you given, then?"
"'Excuses?'" Kagaya chuckled softly at her words, finding that even when she glared at him hatefully, he loved such a look on her. "I merely informed them that she was attacked and consumed by a demon. Which isn't necessarily untrue..."
Her eyes widened at his insinuations.
He fed... Amane-sama... to a demon?
Her rage grew.
"What about your disease then, huh?" She demanded as she pointed out the purple scarring that he had extended to the bare reaches of his left eye, partially blinding him in that same eye. "It hasn't disappeared, but it hasn't grown either. Doctors have said that you would die within half a year, but that time has long since passed, and you haven't seemed to grown any iller."
"I have a new disease now," he murmured softly with a smile as he pressed his hand to his chest, his black hair swaying softly with the action. "A disease that consumes me completely."
She scowled at his answer.
"Don't give me such a look," Kagaya sighed as he approached her again.
He reached up to place a hand on her cheek, but (Y/N) merely jerked her head out of his reach. With his eyes narrowing, he grabbed her forcibly by the wrist and used what feeble strength he could to pull her in and press his lips to hers, almost immediately a spark racing through him at the feeling. It was as if he was floating, and as all his wants and desires for her poured out, he found himself wanting more and more. Wrapping a hand around her waist, he tried to deepen the kiss by bringing her even closer, but since she was a Hashira, it meant that she was stronger than him by all accounts. Viciously twisting herself out of his hold, she then moved several paces away from him whilst using the back of her hand to wipe away any lingering effects of Kagaya's kiss.
