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

Chapter 46 - Harder, Don't Stop

Chapter Song: Isabel LaRosa - "Favorite" (Play on repeat till chapter end 🤭)

❗️This chapter contain INTENSE sexual moments❗️

Photo reference. None of the photos belong to me, just using them for the story! Photos found on Pinterest 💖

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Her breath hitched, the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. She craved him—his touch, his kisses, the way he made her feel alive—but embarrassment held her back. Instead, she deflected with a coy smile. "Why did you come?"

Obanai saw through her deflection, a smirk tugging at his lips as he played along. "A beautiful lady asked me to, so I did."

"And you came with no motives?" she teased, though her heart raced as she said it.

"Only if she wanted there to be." His gaze grew more intense, pulling her in. "Tell me, beautiful lady, am I here for more than just a hangout?"

Mitsuri's playful facade started to crumble under his piercing stare. She blushed, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "I don't know what you're talking about," she murmured, turning away in a weak attempt to hide her growing need.

Obanai leaned closer, his voice soft but teasing. "I wish I could prove that lie wrong... but I'm not on that level," he said with a grin, shifting to lie back against the bed frame, staring up at the ceiling.

"Level? What level?" Mitsuri asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"Well," he began, keeping his tone light and teasing, "It's called 'The Boyfriend level'. Only those who are deemed to be called boyfriend can test to see if there's any hidden scheme. But I wouldn't know about that—I'm not a 'boyfriend', remember?" His eyes gleamed with mischief, though he closed them as if he was about to let the moment pass.

Mitsuri bit her lip, her pulse racing. With a playful glint in her eye, she sat on lap. She leaned forward, pressing her body against his, feeling the heat of him through their clothes. "Who said you weren't?" she whispered, her lips dangerously close to his ear.

Obanai's expression shifted, suddenly serious. "Am I?"

Mitsuri froze at the weight of his question, her heart sinking. "Are you what?"

"Your boyfriend," he said quietly, his voice now soft but firm, filled with something deeper than teasing.

Mitsuri hesitated, the answer caught in her throat as she felt his growing desire beneath her. They both knew the answer deep down, but he needed to hear it. Needed her to say it.

"Because..." Obanai whispered, slowly pulling the front of her top down, her breasts nearly spilling out, "from where I'm sitting, it seems like I've never stopped." His gaze remained fixed on her, waiting, searching her eyes.