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

Chapter 81 - I'm Yours

Chapter Songs: MEG MYERS - "Desire" & Ashlee - "Alone With You"

❗️This chapter contain INTENSE sexual moments❗️

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Mitsuri shifted slightly on Obanai's lap, her soft curves pressed intimately against him. Her green eyes flickered with something both tender and daring, and the warmth of her body against his sent a surge of electricity through him.

"Mitsuri," he murmured, his voice husky and low. His hands slid up her back, resting just below her shoulders as he held her firmly but carefully, as though she might vanish if he didn't. "You're making it really hard to stay in control right now."

She blushed deeply at his words, but her lips curled into a shy, playful smile. "Do you... want me to stop?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly but carrying a note of teasing.

His mismatched eyes darkened, and he shook his head, leaning closer until their foreheads nearly touched. "Not a chance," he replied, his voice a low growl.

Before she could say anything else, his lips captured hers, firm and demanding yet impossibly soft. The kiss ignited something in both of them, and Mitsuri melted against him, her hands sliding up into his dark hair as she responded eagerly.

Obanai's hands roamed down her back, his palms pressing her closer as though he couldn't bear even the smallest distance between them. The heat of her body against his made his pulse quicken, and he deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing hers until her soft whimper sent a shiver down his spine.

"Obanai..." she gasped as he pulled back into their kiss, his lips now trailing along her jawline. The way he whispered her name against her skin made her tremble, and she tilted her head instinctively to give him more access.

His mouth found the sensitive spot just below her ear, and he pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss there, his teeth grazing her skin lightly. "You taste so good," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "I can't stop."

Her breathing grew unsteady as his hands began to explore her more boldly. One slid up her side, his fingertips grazing just beneath her shirt, while the other rested firmly on her hip, keeping her pressed tightly against him.

"Obanai," she whispered again, her voice barely audible. "I—"

"Shh," he interrupted, his lips returning to hers in another searing kiss. "I know, Mitsuri. I know."

Her heart raced as his hands continued their exploration, one finally slipping beneath her shirt to rest against her bare skin. His touch was both possessive and reverent, and the way he held her made her feel like the most precious thing in the world.

"Tell me if it's too much," he said softly, his voice edged with restraint as his hand trailed higher.

Mitsuri shook her head, her cheeks flushed but her eyes shining with trust and affection. "It's not enough," she whispered. "I want this. I want... more."

Her words sent a wave of heat through him, and his grip on her tightened. "You don't know what you're doing to me," he admitted, his voice barely above a growl.

She smiled shyly, her fingers tracing along his collarbone. "I think I do," she replied, her tone soft but teasing.

Obanai let out a low chuckle, his lips curling into a smirk as he looked up at her. "Dangerous," he murmured. "You're so fucking dangerous, Mitsuri."

But instead of pulling back, he leaned in again, his lips capturing hers with renewed intensity. This time, his hands moved with more confidence, sliding up and grouping her breast tightly.