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

Chapter 33 - Want this don't cha (Part 2)

This chapter was written for fun and laughs. I wanted to create a funny chapter showing Mitsuri and Kanae getting back at Sanemi and Obanai!

❗️WARNING❗️
This chapter has some Sexual moments.

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Mitsuri blushed hard as the girls praised her. Meanwhile, the boys stood quietly, stunned after Mitsuri's performance. Sanemi mouths hung open in shock at her movements and quickly turned back toward the bar, hoping Obanai hadn't noticed him staring.

As the DJ played "WAP" by Cardi B, the crowd cheered and rejoined the dance floor. The girls laughed loudly and started dancing together. The boys continued to watch as Mitsuri and Kanae exchanged mischievous glances, their laughter drowned out by the thumping bass. They had come to the club to have fun, but now they were in the mood for a little playful payback. The girls danced and sang along to the lyrics, facing the boys and shouting, "I WANT YOU TO PARK THAT BIG MACK TRUCK RIGHT IN THIS LITTLE GARAGE!"

Sanemi choked on his drink and coughed, while Obanai's jaw dropped slightly, his eyes wide. They never expected the girls to say that—especially directly toward them.

The girls looked away and laughed. Mitsuri never expected to say something like that, but seeing Obanai's face was priceless. Kanae, always the playful one, was the first to make a move. She threw her arms around Mitsuri's neck, her body pressing against her friend's as she dipped low to the beat. Mitsuri's pink hair swayed with her movements, drawing attention as her hips moved suggestively in sync with Kanae's.

Shinobu cheered the girls on as she swayed with Giyu, playfully sharing sips of his drink. "Give them a show!" she shouted, a bit buzzed and feeling mischievous. Her eyes flicked over to the bar where the boys stood, drinks in hand, watching the scene with a mix of wide-eyed shock and barely-contained possessive desire.

Leaning closer, Shinobu whispered into Giyu's ear, her breath warm against his skin. "Look at them acting like they've never seen girls dance before." Giyu chuckled, his eyes crinkling with amusement as the boys shifted nervously, clearly torn between jealousy and fascination.

Kanae caught Sanemi's gaze from across the room. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as the lyric to the song "I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing that swinging in the back of my throat" played. His eyes widen, his mouth open in shock as he watched her every move. She gave him a playful smile before turning back to the dance, leaning into Mitsuri and letting her hands run down her friend's sides, her movements slow and deliberate, fully aware of the effect it had on them.

From the bar, Obanai's couldn't keep his eyes away from Mitsuri. She was usually sweet, even shy, but right now, she moved with a kind of confidence he hadn't seen before. Her body pressed against Kanae's in ways that made his heart pound. He couldn't tear his eyes away, jealousy and desire mixing in his chest wishing it was him she was dancing with.

Sanemi and Obanai exchanged looks, clearly surprised by the show the girls were putting on, but neither could deny how captivating it was. The girls laughed, completely aware of the attention they were getting, but they didn't stop.

As the music grew more intense, Mitsuri spun around to face Obanai directly, her eyes locking with his. She winked at him as Kanae lightly groped her breast from behind, while Mitsuri's hips moved in a sensual rhythm, sending a clear message: This could be you.

The game was on. As the girls continued to dance, their boyfriends stood rooted to the spot, a mix of shock and admiration burning in their eyes. What had started as playful teasing had turned into a full-on display of control, and the guys knew they were the ones being pushed right to the edge, but they were not going to give in. They were in their own battle.

The music shifted to a slower, bass-heavy beat, making the whole club feel like it was moving in slow motion. Mitsuri and Kanae were still dancing together, their bodies in sync, their laughter soft but filled with an edge. They could feel the intensity of their boyfriends' gazes from the bar—Obanai's dark eyes burning with desire, Sanemi's growing more impatient with every teasing sway of Kanae's hips.

As Kanae and Mitsuri kept their gaze at their boyfriend , Kanae leaned into Mitsuri's ear, her breath warm against her skin as she whispered just loud enough for her to hear over the music.
"Let's give them something to really remember, hmm?" She continued to whisper.

Mitsuri's heart raced at the suggestion, her cheeks flushing pink even under the neon lights. But there was a glint of mischief in her eyes that matched Kanae's. She knew exactly what Kanae meant. With a soft giggle, Mitsuri nodded before they both turned toward each other, the playful energy between them shifting into something bolder, more daring.

Obanai and Sanemi stood at the bar, frozen, drinks forgotten in their hands. Time seemed to slow as they watched the girls lean closer, their bodies nearly touching. The boys exchanged brief, startled glances, neither fully believing what they were seeing.

Then, perfectly in time with the slow beat, Kanae's hand slid up Mitsuri's arm, gently cradling her face as she closed the gap between them. Their lips met in a slow, deep kiss—deliberate, unashamed, and full of fire. The entire dance floor seemed to fade away as they pressed into each other, completely lost in the moment. Shinobu cheered from the side as she laughed in Giyus arms.

Obanai's heart stopped, his eyes wide as the shock of what he was seeing hit him. Sanemi, gripping his drink like a lifeline, slammed it down on the bar, his eyes blazing with disbelief and frustration.

"Are you seeing this?" Sanemi hissed through clenched teeth, his body tense, ready to react but unsure how.

Obanai didn't answer. His gaze was locked on Mitsuri, his stomach twisting with a potent mix of jealousy, desire, and the sharp sting of knowing he had pushed her to this. The kiss wasn't just for show—it was a statement. A clear, undeniable message from Mitsuri and Kanae that they could take control of the situation just as easily as their boyfriends had taken them for granted.

As the kiss lingered, Mitsuri's hand found Kanae's, their fingers entwining briefly before they pulled away, both girls giggling, clearly proud of the effect they had just unleashed. They turned back to the dance floor, resuming their movements as if nothing had happened, leaving their boyfriends stunned in place.

Obanai and Sanemi stood motionless, their chests heaving with pent-up emotion. They had thought they held all the power, but now they realized the tables had turned, and neither of them knew how to handle it.

"Well, I give up," Sanemi said as he walked away from the bar.

"Where are you going?" Obanai shouted.

"DID YOU NOT SEE THAT?! That was fucking hot! And sorry for looking at Mitsuri that way, but that kiss was a huge turn-on!" Sanemi replied, as he made their way to the dance floor, leaving Obanai in his own thoughts.