Modified (Uta x Reader)

47: Chill, Homie

"Let go of my ghoulie." Juuzou had his quinque knife pressed against Uta's throat before you could even blink.

"Juuzou, come down here." You requested.

"What? Why?" He looked at you, confused.

Uta practically growled.

"Juuzou." The name left his lips in a way that almost frightened the human. "I appreciate that you would protect her, but get your fucking knife out of my fucking neck before I fucking eat you."

Juuzou frowned but knelt on the ground next to you. Uta hadn't released your hair and you hadn't moved a muscled practically. But now, your hand shot out and grabbed Juuzou's. Quickly, you slid it down the front of your pants and panties and in between your folds.

"Mmm." You closed your eyes and relished the feeling.

"Can't you feel how wet she is, human?" Uta purred. "She likes it. She's fine. We didn't mean to scare you. Go back to the baby."

Juuzou ignored the ghoul, but was admittedly comforted by his words. And of course, a little jealous of how turned on you were by him.

"You're okay, YN? You'll be okay if I go?" Juuzou whispered in your ear.

You nodded and the ghoul used your shoulder and a single crutch to stand back up.

"You can play with us next time, Juuzou." Uta chuckled. "Run along."

"Be nicer to my ghoulie." Juuzou scowled. But with a flash, Juuzou did indeed run along and Uta's face was conflicted.

"Am I being... too much?" He released your hair. "I know we're just roleplaying, but I used to get a lot of comments about being too into it... Itori says it's ego issues... are you okay with it?"

You stood up and looked in his dark eyes.

"It's not for everyone. You're dark and twisted. Sadistic and hedonistic. You like to hurt me and order me around. Maybe..." You smiled a little bit. "Maybe we can do a little bit less on the ordering around beforehand and little bit more on the you just telling me what you like in the moment."

Uta smiled back.

"Sure, YN. That's totally fine. But I'm still going to wreck your tight, wet, cunt for getting me stabbed today." He spoke like he was talking to you about groceries. "But I can be nice while I do it."

"That's fair." You pressed your body against his. "I think I deserve it. Your body's getting penetrated an awful lot being around me, it's only fair that you get to penetrate mine back."

"That didn't sound as cool as you think it did." Uta cooed, tilting your head to the side, placing kisses down your neck as his fingers began to work at your clothing.

"Yeah. You should probably just do the talking." You whispered as he pulled your shirt off of your body and pushed your pants down to the floor, leaving you in only your undergarments.

"We don't have to talk at all." Uta whispered back. He removed his shirt and quickly lifted you into the air, still dominating your lips with his own, giving you a taste of fresh blood from his last meal.

It was odd, this tender embrace with Uta, but it wasn't bad. It wasn't anywhere near bad.