Our Bodies Collide // Yoriizan

❤️ • Chapter Four

SMUT CHAPTER!! It's kinda-ish detailed!!

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"Muzan..." Yoriichi muttered, staring down at the demon's figure, wanting to reach his hand down and tangle his slim fingers within the raven locks that draped down Muzan's luscious facial structure. It was pretty early in the morning, around 4AM, so it was fairly light outside, but still dark. Muzan was curled up on the couch, his eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to.. fall asleep? Demons don't sleep, do they?

"Muzan, I know you're awake," came the redhead's voice again, as Muzan felt three fingers on his jaw, turning his head slightly. In annoyance, the demon opened his eyes slowly, jumping slightly at the sight of Yoriichi stood above him, flashbacks from when they were fighting coming back. God, not those memories again. They were the last thing Muzan wanted to remember.

Suddenly, bringing him back to his reality, he heard the... unbuckling of his belt? Muzan snapped his eyes open and sat up suddenly. When was he shirtless? When was Yoriichi shirtless? When did this happen?

Yoriichi practically ripped off the demon's pants, along with his underwear, "I'm in the mood," he mumbled, leaning closer and giving the ravenette's earlobe a soft yet firm bite. The sudden attraction and tension riled Muzan up, as he tried to comprehend whatever the fuck was happening. In the mood for what? Well, quite clearly sex. With what was happening right now — the soft mutters into his ear as hot breath mingled into it, Yoriichi's slim fingers making a little walking motion up the demon's quite defined hourglass — anyone would get riled up and also feeling the same thing the slayer was.

As Muzan let out a hitched breath, Yoriichi slid in one finger into the man's hole, gaining a shriek and a shiver. Wouldn't Yoriichi prefer this with a girl? Was he really going to do it woth male Muzan? Should Muzan switch to his female form? All questions were answered as the redhead began to move his finger in and out, slowly picking up his pace and gradually adding another finger. The sensation overwhelmed Muzan's mind and body, as he arched his back slightly and looked at Yoriichi with pure shock and confusion.

"Y...Yorii—"

"Silence, I'm adding a third finger, okay?" Waiting until he got a nod from Muzan, Yoriichi added a third finger, working it into Muzan's tight hole slowly, huffs and pants echoing in the atmosphere. He spread his fingers at the same time, in an attempt to open Muzan up more, so he could fit his dick inside it, as it was a pretty average size — around eight inches.

After around five minutes, Yoriichi slipped his fingers out, watching as he earned a whimper from a slightly sweaty Muzan, who fell back on the couch. Fuck, this feels too good, Muzan thought to himself, looking up at the man before him, mouth gaping open with one eye squeezed shut, face a soft pink. The view Yoriichi had made his face heat up, as he went down to lick up the demon's stomach, landing on a nipple and swirling his tongue around it, sucking and biting as he slid his hand to go twist and play with the other one.

"H..hahh... mmn.." came Muzan's voice, quiet as he covered his mouth with the back of his hand, breathing in deeply before exhaling jaggedly. An overwhelming feeling of pain and pleasure made the king's body jolt, Yoriichi glancing up before leaving his nipples, moving one hand to Muzan's neck, gripping it softly yet firmly as he lined his dick up with the other's hole.

"Are you ready?"

"M..mhmm.."

Slowly, Yoriichi pushed in, being careful not to hurt Muzan too much or give him a shock, which worked pretty well as his reward were pleasured moans and small mumbles of his name. Many feelings were bubbling inside the slayer, because being able to see someone as confident and bold as Muzan being dominated and completely submissive was a once in a lifetime opportunity. He bet he was the only person to see the demon in such a state, but he didn't mind. First come first serve, huh?