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Experiments~ (Gyomei Himijima x demon male reader)~ ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

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Tags binding, praises riding, no protection, soft sex (firm believer in Gyomei being a gentle giant), anal sex, size differences, belly bulging, creampies                      ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

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You were a demon. You favored Nezuko and Tamayo in the fact you didn't follow nor submit to Muzan's cruel plans and you still kept contact with your human side. That was what led you to meeting lady Tamayo and by default she managed to rehabilitate you over time. You eventually make yourself known to the core, wanting to help the greater cause by fighting against muzan and his demons with them.

The demon slayer corp didn't trust you at all at first, I mean why would a demon of high status, no- one of Muzan's most loyal switch sides and come to them and offer himself over?...well you did and master thought the only person fit to handle and keep tabs on you was none other than the stone Hashira Gyomei.

You were forced to stay in the stone estate with Gyomei, and occasionally Genya when he stopped by. Genya was more accepting of you than Gyomei at first being that Genya's fighting style was him temporarily turning into a demon he was understanding

Genya was more open to the thought not all demons were bad. Gyomei on the other hand was still skeptical keeping his senses strong listening to you at night walking around the estate.Gyomei would sense your blood demon art at night, he'd expect you to sneak off maybe hunt for food or run back to your master but you never did.
You would use your blood demon art to grab things doing the most laziest things with them like opening doors grabbing a pillow that was too far out of reach, he could tell what you were doing by the sounds of your belts and pillows ruffling.
The large man might not have any sight but his other senses were heightened in every way.Slowly over the months he'd ease his guard and stop holding his body ready like you were about to betray the core, he'd even swoon for you almost when he first heard your voice it made him question if you were really a demon because you sounded just like an angel to him.

Sadly your scent betrayed you showing to him you really were the demon that did such horrific crimes. The rehabilitation brought you close to Gyomei, and you spent most of your days together in the empty estate.Present day the two of you have been together going close to a month and shockingly you two do have sex, one might think a religious and traditional man like Gyomei would wait for sex until marriage but nothing about his relationship with you was traditional I mean you were a demon and the two of you were both men but he didn't seem to care.

"I'm bored Gyo?" You'd grumble all sprawled around in his lap like you were a king on a tanned flesh throne "must you lay like that on me [name]?" He'd sigh just reaching one hand down firm on your hip, his voice holding no true disdain having you in his lap

"yes I must!...and you know we could always pass time in other ways Gyomei?" You'd lean close standing on your knees in his lap now leaning into his ear whispering using your thumb to wipe the tears running down his cheeks with his eyes open glossed over as always unblinking and pale white.

"Always insisting sinful things to me, you really can be a from [name] pulling me into temptations with your binds.."his slightly red beneath his skin tracing his hands to your waistband with you straddling his lap in his room of the stone estate. "Speaking of my binds....wanna use mine on you when you're stretching me out.
Bind you against me skin to skin while I ride you"

you speak shamelessly nearly confident in his lap but he was totally flabbergasted, his body tense you could see red on the tips of his ears with a few hot tears pricking back down his cheek right where your thumb pressed wiping his cheek off again.His large hands felt your pants around tracing and guiding them to the zipper making due with his lack of sight while you on the other hand let go of his cheek taking your hand down to his pants undoing his fly as he sits under you.