𝑅𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑀𝑒 [ ObaMitsu fanfic/ R-(MA)] Kimetsu No Yaiba

Chapter 17.5 - Sugar Lust Night

Chapter Song - Khalid Feat. Summer Walker - "Eleven"

❗️This chapter contains HIGH sexual content❗️

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As they returned home after an evening of indulgence, the soft glow of city lights filtered through the car windows, casting a warm, intimate ambiance inside. Iguro pulled into his designated parking spot, the low hum of the engine fading as he turned it off. He glanced over at Mitsuri, who was tucking her phone away, her cheeks still flushed with excitement and contentment from the night.

"Did you enjoy the night?" he asked, his voice soft but laced with a teasing smile.

"Yes! Of course!" Mitsuri beamed at him, her heart brimming with joy. "Thank you, Iguro. I've never been treated like this before."

"As you should feel every day," he replied, his words tender yet firm, making her cheeks flush even deeper with warmth. "Also, you don't have to be formal with me. Obanai is fine," he smiled, his eyes filled with affection.

"You sure? I don't want to—"

"Doesn't seem to bother you when we're intimate," he teased, his sharp eyes flashing with a seductive smirk that made her heart race. Her face heated as she shyly looked away, his teasing pulling her in deeper. "Besides, when you call me by my last name, it just reminds me that I'm related to her."

He leaned back in his seat, a slight edge to his words, though his smirk never faded. Mitsuri glanced at him, then out the window, her thoughts drifting to the weight of what awaited them soon. The need to retrieve her things and finally close that chapter loomed in her mind. She didn't want to go back, but it had to be done.

Her hand slid gently on top his thigh, drawing his attention back to her. "It'll all be over soon," she whispered, her voice filled with reassurance, "and then we can live our lives together with no problems." Her smile was warm, and it melted away the tension in him.

With a soft smile, Iguro leaned toward her, his lips meeting hers in a slow, tender kiss. The closeness between them intensified in the small, dimly lit car, their breaths mingling in the space between. The soft sounds of their lips meeting sent a spark of desire through them, each kiss building more heat between them. Mitsuri leaned in closer, deepening the kiss, her fingers wandering, sliding slowly toward his member. She could feel him hardening beneath her touch, the sensation sending shivers through her body.

Her tongue grazed his lips, a silent request for more. Iguro chuckled lowly, his breath hot against her mouth, his voice a deep rumble.

"Let's go upstairs," he murmured, his words heavy with promise. The command alone was enough to make Mitsuri's heart flutter and her body yield to him, her desire for him growing as she melted into his presence, completely submissive to his touch.

As they stepped out of the car, Iguro gathered her bags from the trunk, carrying them with ease, while Mitsuri followed close behind. The quiet murmur of the city faded as they stepped inside, the familiar comfort of their shared space enveloping them. The apartment was dimly lit, and as Iguro closed the door, the quiet felt charged, as if something unspoken hovered between them.

Iguro noticed Sanemi's door was slightly open, but he was nowhere to be found. He led Mitsuri into his room, setting her bags down by the bed. Her movements were unhurried, her heart pounding as she shrugged off her jacket. Iguro closed the door behind them, his eyes lingering on her, the atmosphere thickening with anticipation.

The soft clink of the lock echoed in the room, and Mitsuri's pulse quickened. She met his gaze, feeling the warmth of his eyes on her, igniting a spark inside her that had been building all evening. She reached up to loosen her scarf, her hands trembling slightly, unable to hide her excitement. Iguro moved toward her, each step slow, deliberate, the intensity of his gaze never wavering.