Our Bodies Collide // Yoriizan

❤️ • Chapter Seven

This chapter is just smut, but there WILL be fluff at the beginning of the next chapter!!🫶🏻

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Muzan slipped off his clothing, letting it fall off the bed and onto the floor, before slowly tugging Yoriichi's pants down purposefully, savouring each and every second of the moment. It triggered the man lying down, but at the same time excited him, his hardening cock aching to be touch, sucked and rode. Maybe Muzan would do all three, who knows.

Looking at Yoriichi, the ravenette smirked, before slipping himself off the bed, his soft knees hitting the hard wooden floorboards, fingers trailing up the tan thighs of his sexemy's[I made that up]. "I hope you're as excited as I am, because I'm going to make you so sore you'll never forget this," Muzan seduced, gripping Yoriichi's cock and giving it a lick, before opening his mouth slightly and beginning to suck the tip, tongue swirling around clockwise.

Yoriichi let out a soft groan, leaning his head back as he bucked his hips forward slightly, almost in a begging manner for Muzan to deepthroat him dry. The response the redhead got from Muzan was a hummed moan, as the demon begins to slowly sink down onto the other's cock, letting out sharp breaths through his nose, his free hand going to fondle with Yoriichi's balls, the one gripping his cock slowly moving up and down, in sync with the bobs of his head now.

"Ho-ly fuck, Muzan..." Yoriichi groaned lowly, his voice deep and almost animal-like as he covers his mouth with one hand, tilting his head back at the sensation. Muzan looks up, still bobbing his head, as he now decides to take the full length of his... sex partner? Sexemy? Whatever he was now.

After around five minutes, the room echoed with the sound of Muzan's gagging, Yoriichi's continuous groans and also the sound of squelching, the redhead having released a hot load into the demon's mouth and down his throat, the demon swallowing everything he could as it trailed down. Yoriichi's cock ached still, despite having been satisfied enough. It wanted to pound into something, something that he'd be able to bury his length deeper into.

Ragging Muzan off his cock, Yoriichi takes the ravenette and throws him onto the bed, flipping Muzan so that he could dig the shorter man's head into the mattress, lifting his ass high in the air as the demon grasps the blanket tightly, toes curling and his body preparing to take whatever was to come now. "You started this," echoed the slayer's voice, a deep rasp coming from the back of his throat, threatening Muzan's ears with a sharp pinch at his words.

Before Muzan had the capacity to reply, Yoriichi had already lubed up the entrance he was about to barge into, before lining up his cock and slamming it straight into the sweet, suffocating hole he was to soon stretch out. In reply to his movement, the king let out a loud yet muffled pleasured scream, his back arching as he gripped the blanket tighter, feeling as if his soul just got smacked clean out.

Yoriichi pulled almost fully out, just leaving his tip in before slamming it back into Muzan as if it was a canon, earning another scream from the other man, as well as his name being called out quite femininely. The sensation of both pounding into Muzan and the sound of him calling out for the slayer riled up Yoriichi's desire, as he began quickening his pace, managing to reach lengths no person ever could before. Hell, he could set a new world record for deepest thrust!

Muzan on the other hand, wasn't doing too well. His eyes were overwhelmed with tears of pleasure, staining his delicate, rose tinted cheeks, his arms rustling intensely, trying to find something he could get a better and more comfortable grip on. Meanwhile, he kept rolling out his moans, as well as Yoriichi's name, "H-HUAAHH!! Y-YORIICHI~! KKMPHHHG!! A-GG-HHH..." The echoes only sent deeper thrusts Muzan's way, the redhead enjoying every second of being able to destroy the precious hole of the demon.

Pulling out, Yoriichi flipped the demon over, taking a careful overview of the moaning mess he turned Muzan into, smirking and mumbling words to himself Muzan wasn't sure were. After a minute, Yoriichi folds Muzan's legs in half by pushing the ravenette's knees forward, gaining more visibility of the hole that had stretched slightly bigger than before. Cursing under his breath, the slayer bites his bottom lip whole, before taking one hand and realigning himself with the sweet, aching hole of his doll's. Yes, doll. Yoriichi thought of Muzan as a new doll, a little something to play with until it got to the point of uselessness, eventually being thrown away carelessly.

Right now, though, the taller male decided to focus on the things that were happening now, rather than further into life. So without further ado, he once again started to piston into Muzan's precious hole, the echoes of the familiar, arousing moans filling up the room once again. This is going to be a long, long night, doll, Yoriichi thought to himself enjoying how much he got to see Muzan's face change with each surprising thrust, each one deeper than the other, harder and faster too.

Yoriichi could feel his climax coming up, as he slowed down his pace so he could keep the sensation going until he couldn't hold back his urge to bust all inside Muzan's gaping entry, his thrusts still powerful as before, just the pace slowing down slightly. A small whine from Muzan was given back in return, the redhead smirking before letting out a low groan, lifting the demon's lower back up so he could gain better control of his thrusts, as well as being able to release his load further inside Muzan.

"Fuck, I'm.. c-cumming," Yoriichi grunted, before a hot, sticky, pure white load was thrown into the glorious pale entrance of the other man, Muzan throwing his head back and letting out a long, desirable moan as his body twitched, his own release spilling down his stomach, resting there as it slowed down before finishing. Plunging once more into Muzan to get his load deeper, Yoriichi pulls out, panting and groaning to himself before wiping his forehead, looking down at how much he had loaded into his little toy, watching as Muzan's lower back fell gracefully onto the mattress, cum leaking out slowly like a tide coming into land.

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[ Skip to after like 4/5 rounds.. Guys it's hard to write long smut so I'm sorry if this is like too quick or really bad:,) ]

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Soft pants choked out of Muzan, as he lets his hands relax their grip from the pillow he had gripped onto, his breath ragged and sharp, showing how tired out he was, even though he didn't do most of the work. It was understandable though, being moaning uncontrollably for God knows how long it lasted and being held in multiple positions after every fifteen minutes. It was shocking how much stamina Yoriichi had in him, ignoring the fact he's Japan's greatest slayer and also the fastest Japan has ever seen or known.

Currently, the pair were lying next to each other, one only slightly covered in his own release, the other completely drenched in both his own and the other's. It wasn't hard to guess who was which. Yoriichi looked over at the demon, who was panting so hard it was the only thing that could be heard, even overtaking the sounds of the birds and crickets outside. The time was 2:34AM, meaning the pair had been up nearly all night, just fucking. Although Muzan didn't have the capability of sleeping, he closed his eyes and forced himself to calm his breathing, despite it having no effect on the demon really.

Meanwhile, the slayer was grinning slyly to himself, intently watching the other with great care, watching every movement, listening closely to every breath Muzan took and even watched every body part on him, keeping a sharp eye on each small detail on his doll. A small marking on where the ravenette's hipbone was, in the shape of a skull with a crown only slightly bigger than a circle that was behind it, the colour majorly contrasting his skin tone. While his skin was creme white, the marking was a deep shade of brown, with a hint of a crimson red too. That would definitely be something Yoriichi would remember about Muzan. After all, it was a very distinct feature if you took his clothes off.

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Guys I am so sorry this chapter isn't as long and interesting and fun as i was hoping it would be, but i genuinely am trying to make them longer i swear😭🙏

But the next chapter will be fluff!! Nothing bad will happen so that's a good thing!:) once again, I'm sorry if this chapter isn't what you were hoping for/expected!!<3