Demon Slayer Oneshots

🍋Kamaboko Trio/Reader (NSFW) Part 1

Yeehaw, lemon time!

Because indulgence. Thanks _-SJT-_ for suggesting this idea. Lol

I think I've only written a poly-lemon once before for my BNHA Kinktober finale. Here we go again. *Rubs hands together*

Request for: (Tanjiro: Skylar896, SophiaCaldarella, itsfromjapaaaaaaaaan)(Inosuke: Astraea_Eos, QueenOfTheBellator, mpexistindo) (Zenitsu: CUTIEkitty301, Zoomina, jotaroslover, Mochiisstuff, YeeHelp) and more.

"Nnghh!" The open air filled with a singular unchaste groan, somehow erupting separately but in unison from the entangled four. It was unclear exactly which action sparked yours. Perhaps it was Tanjiro's gentle but deliberate fingers making their way northward from your thighs, or it could have been the lustful look in Inosuke's eyes as he lay pinned beneath you, intently watching the slow sensual movement of your tongue as it danced with Zenitsu's.

In each of their moans rang a clear and personalized intent. For Tanjiro it was a soft breathiness, a signal of his enjoyment, a patient savoring of the senses. Zenitsu's was higher pitched, more desperate in its need for closeness, and so deliciously sweet that you couldn't help but eat it up when it resonated shamelessly into your mouth. On the flipside of the coin came a gruff timbre from below, rumbling the tectonic plates of your desire. Inosuke's carnal grunt beheld an awakening of urges as he bucked his hips impatiently, an untamed stallion demanding more. Each one was so beautiful, so unguarded, that you simply couldn't pick a favorite. All three sounded like music to your ears, and it was in this chime of resounding notes that your heated haze broke into clarity, and it became as though you were now watching yourself from above as an unbiased and intrigued observer. You realized if someone asked you how this began you were certain you wouldn't be able to put it in words...

All week long these vibrant sparks had been flaring up, tiny sprouts blooming within your heart. You could feel it smolder each time you met Tanjiro's thoughtful adoring gaze, felt the feather-soft brush of Zenitsu's fingertips on your skin, or caught Inosuke's contagious frisky smile. There was something special about them all, and for whatever reason they each seemed drawn to you as well.

Aside from a certain blonde's daily proposals, Tanjiro was the first to come clean about his true feelings... though why he opted for doing it right in front of Zenitsu you still can't quite comprehend. Even so, you felt the sensitive boy's grip tightening on your shoulders from behind as Tanjiro's soul-piercing eyes bore into you. It initially felt possessive, but then you sensed the elements of fear permeating the air.

"I feel honored by your touching words, Tanjiro."

"H-hey... What about me?" Zenitsu peeped, a very fragile vulnerability quaking his voice. "I love you too. Doesn't that mean anything?" You turned to look at him.

"You treat other girls the same as me, right? Won't you just move on to the next one?" His hands retreated back towards his chest as if he'd just been struck.

"It hurts me to hear you say that. ...Just because I talk about girls a lot doesn't mean I can't be loyal to you, F/N-chan. I know that Tanjiro's braver than me... that he doesn't cry or run away when things get tough like I do... but I... I want to be better for you. And I will be if... you'll give me the chance." Your expression softened at his confession. As much as you enjoyed his doting nature it had become so routine you'd almost grown desensitized to it. You allowed yourself to forget that he was placing his tender heart on the line too. You enveloped his hands in your own.

"Forgive me, Zenitsu. I didn't know it went as deep as all that."

"...So what are you going to do?" Though he phrased it delicately, and with an empathetic tone, that was obviously Tanjiro's diplomatic way of asking which one you would choose.