FULL STORY SUMMARY

Rated M for mature. Reader discretion advised.

After the death of her mother, young Himari and her father becomes part of an unscrupulous clan; the Kato family. Himari is subjected to continuous abuse by the family but all that changes when she falls in love with The Progenitor of Demons, Kibutsuji Muzan.

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MEDIA DICTIONARY

* Thoughts

* "Dialogue."

* 'Telepathic dialogue.'

* "Past conversation."

* {Sound}

* [Movement]

HIMARI

Muzan picked Himari up with ease and took her upstairs. He threw the injured girl onto the bed and neatly folded his cloak on the dresser.

Himari groaned and sobbed as she tried to move her broken arm. "P-please..."

Muzan stared at her with his glowing eyes which made her turn away from his petrifying gaze. Suddenly, he got on the bed and straddled her. He loomed over her ominously as he pinned her down.

"T-Tsukihiko, please let me go! I beg you not to hurt me anymore!" she cried.

Muzan looked at her with a psychotic gleam in his eyes, enjoying the scent of her fear. His dick strained in his trousers at the sound of her pleas.

"Oh, pet. I'm not going to hurt you, my dear. On the contrary, I'm going to do the opposite." As he bit at the crook of her neck, his hand slipped into her panties. He started stroking her privates while his other hand tore off her pants.

"No! Please stop, Tsukihiko! P-please..."

While he continued his assult, Himari was perplexed. Although she didn't want to engage in such rough activities with him, his fingers were doing delightful things to her.

Her body unconsciously bucked against him, begging for more of his touch. A shocked moan escaped her sore lips as his finger dove deeper within her.

Once her pants were practically ripped off her, he tore through her panties as well. Himari shivered as the cool air hit her wet folds. "T-Tsukihiko, please. I'm not ready for this!"

For the entirety of their relationship, the couple never engaged in sexual intercourse. It was always rough foreplay and Muzan hated it. Whenever it got too close to the real deal, Himari would refuse.

But her consent didn't matter this time.

Muzan went in between her legs and forced them to open wider. With his hands, he parted her lips and held her down.

Himari found that he was remarkably stronger than he looked. "...T-Tsukihiko..."

He inched closer to her vulva, his warm breath touching her flesh.

"Tsukihiko, don't go there! S-stop that!"

Muzan ignored her pleas and massaged her folds, gradually picking up speed. Himari reluctantly bucked her hips and stifled moans at his movements.

Then he coated his thumb with saliva and rubbed her clit. Muzan did a zigzag motion then a circular one on the fleshy bud at different speeds.

She found that the circular one was much more pleasurable, but he would switch movements once he knew she was enjoying it too much.

Himari wanted to yell at him for his cruel teasing, but she knew that would give him even more power over her. The girl continued trying to fight the pleasure and not succumb to the heated lust.

"N-no more, please! I feel so—"

Suddenly, Muzan shoved two digits inside of her. Her back arched at the strange, invasive sensation. Then he slowly started thrusting as he continued rubbing her clit. The strange, pleasurable sensations threatened to overwhelm her, but she continued hanging on.

Himari clenched her teeth as the pleasure became too great. She looked down to see that he was enjoying her reactions. Muzan applied more pressure and accelerated his pace, making her see stars.

The pleasure was so intense that she didn't feel any pain from her broken arm. Himari prayed to God to not let her submit to such a vile man. Moments later, she felt her inner walls clench.

...I-I'm about to cum!

Muzan emitted a low growl as he felt her walls tighten around his fingers, signaling her release. He rubbed her fleshy bud even harder, taking her to unimaginable heights of pleasure.

I-I'm almost there!

"T-Tsuki—"

Finally, Himari felt herself submitting to his movements. Her heart stopped and her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she prepared to orgasm.

One more second...

Just as she edged the cliff of release, Muzan stopped.

Why did he stop? Wait, what am I thinking? He's touching me against my will! What's wrong with me?

He dislodged his fingers and licked them, holding her stare.

Frustrated, the girl let out of a piercing cry. "Go away!" she screamed, sobbing. Himari tried to kick him, but her efforts were futile.

He grabbed her leg and said, "Don't make me break your leg as well."

"Get away from me!"

Muzan yanked her leg and dragged her closer to him. Then he dove headfirst between her legs.

"Get away from— Ah!"

The Demon Lord engulfed her vulva entirely with his mouth and licked; the sensation was the epitome of rapture. His tongue ran across her folds and lashed at her clit.

Chords of pleasure resonated through her entire being.

This feels so—

Her legs jerked as he continued devouring her. She arched her back and screamed hysterically when he sucked her folds into his mouth.

Once again, he stopped when she was on the verge of release.

"Stop doing that to me!" she screeched.

"Didn't you tell me to stop earlier?" Muzan laughed sadistically.

Feeling ashamed of herself, Himari's sobbing intensified and she started to pray to God.

Then he ripped her top open, exposing her full breasts. Muzan straddled her once again while he unzipped his zipper.

No, he can't be thinking of doing that to me... he wouldn't dare!

"W-what are you doing, Tsukihiko? Go away!"

Muzan pulled out his large member. His penis stood tall and grew right before her eyes. It looked large and menacing, like how a shark would to a surfer. He stroked his member and chuckled darkly.

"T-Tsukihiko, you can't be serious! It's too big!" she cried. Himari tried to squirm away, but Muzan's powerful hand kept her in place.

"Such an ignorant little vixen. You do know that the vagina stretches during intercourse, hm?" The tip rubbed on her glistening folds for lubrication.

"I know that, but it's still impossible! I've never had anything inside me, especially something that big! Please don't put it—Ah!"

As she was protesting, he quickly inserted himself inside her. About three inches went in on his first try, so he withdrew and tried again.

The girl under him sobbed uncontrollably.

{Slam.}

Muzan slammed himself inside of her and fit more of himself inside. Then he pushed himself even deeper until he reached the hilt. Her warm, slick walls hugged him deliciously.

"See? That wasn't so bad, hm?" Muzan said as he hovered above her. His curly locks framed her face, forcing her to see only him.

Himari didn't understand the sensation she was feeling. She felt full; complete.

His dick throbbed within her, then he started thrusting. Muzan started with a slow pace then gradually accelerated. Each time he thrusted into her, she felt him hit her tender spots.

Himari let out sharp moans and stared at his face in awe, unable to process the sensations she felt. Her defiance were in vain because her body had succumbed to him already.

Her vaginal juices coated his member. Soon, the harmonious song of flesh against flesh filled the room. Unable to stifle her responses any longer, Himari moaned in pleasure.

The woman wrapped her arms around his neck as he plowed into her.

"S-so good..."

Muzan's expertise in pleasuring his lovers was unmatched. The Demon Lord had analyzed the girl's body, found all of her sweet spots, and targeted them with each thrust.

Himari mewled underneath him, feeling like she set ablaze by a rapturous heat. A tight coil in her stomach tightened, which meant that the time was near.

Like last time, Muzan withdrew before she orgasmed and waited for her body to cool off.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she whined, sobbing. Himari attempted to pleasure herself, but Muzan slapped her hand away.

"Doing what to you?" he replied, looking innocent and pure.

"I-I need to cum! Please, it's driving me crazy!" She bucked her hips wildly, emphasizing her need to orgasm.

"Then tell me what you want, Himari."

Humiliation and shamed washed over like like waves, but she didn't care. "I want you to... t-to touch me," she stuttered, feeling dirty. As Himari gazed into his eyes, she bit her bloodied bottom lip.

Smirking smugly, Muzan said, "Tell me how you want me to touch you. Be specific, pet."

Losing all sense of dignity and only being driven by lust, she said, "I need you to fuck me hard!"

"That's a good girl," he said as he leaned towards her abused neck. Muzan kissed and suckled her nape, threatening to leave love bites. As he traveled to her shoulder, Himari felt heavenly, carnal bliss.

Suddenly, she felt something sharp graze her flesh, then impale her. Himari let out a piercing scream.

"Oh my God, it hurts! Oh my God!" she wailed, pushing away from him.

Muzan had sunken his fangs into the girl's shoulder and left two deep puncture wounds. The scene looked like something out of a vampire movie.

The Demon Lord faced the girl with blood all over his mouth, staring at her as he licked his bloodied lips.

Himari trembled in fear, not understanding what was happening.

T-Tsukihiko… what's wrong with him?

"W-why did you bite me like that?" she yelled.

Muzan continued staring at her with an unreadable expression. Then his fingers softly danced on the blood puncture wounds. Suddenly, the bite mark felt like it on was fire but only for a few moments.

As she yelped in agony, Himari saw that the wound had changed. Instead of two small puncture marks, the wound was now in the shape of the letter 'M.'

"T- Tsukihiko… h-how did you do that? And w-what does the letter 'M' stand for?"

"You now bear my mark, pet."

"Your what? And stop calling me that! I'm not your pet!" she retorted.

Then it hit her.

...Hakujaku did say that he was an oni! Oh my God, I have to escape!

Muzan pinned her down and leaned close to her face. As Himari stared at him, his eyes changed. They turned into an angry shade of red and his pupils changed into feline-like slits.

"Oh my God, you're a demon!" she shrieked in terror. Himari attempted to push him away but to no avail.

Angered by her reaction, Muzan slapped her across her face. "You will not speak unless I tell you to," he boomed.

HAKUJAKU

"Soaku, I'm heading out."

Hakujaku had just came home from a long day of work but was already about to leave.

Soaku scoffed, fuming. "But you just got home! I ordered some takeout and it'll be here soon. You know how much you enjoy orange chicken!"

"I won't be long, just save me a plate." he said as he ran back to his car.

At dusk, the streets of Tokyo were bustling and lively.

Earlier, Hakujaku had contacted Chinatsu again to find out where Tsukihiko Kobayashi lived and purchased a shotgun.

"He has a mansion near Omotesando Square. You're not going to do anything stupid that might get me in trouble, right?"

"No, of course not! I just wanted to speak with him about… a proposal!"

"Wouldn't it be more reasonable to call him instead? I have his number if you want."

"Uh… no. A proposal of this matter shouldn't be over the phone. Thanks, Chinatsu!"

With his GPS giving directions, he sped down the streets of Tokyo.

I've got you red-handed, you demon.