A/N: Warning : Non-con and dubious consent. Sexual content and language. Also I'm not the best at writing lol.
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"I bet that puts you in your fucking place, brat."
That was the last thing the demon slayer heard before he fell on his back over the hard ground.
Then everything went black.
...
"Still blacked out?"
Tanjiro's eyes shot open when he heard a feminine voice, mocking and condescending as she spoke. Upper Rank Six. He shuddered. He should've known he didn't stand a chance of winning against an upper moon on his own, but when he had spotted the poor Oiran of the Tokito house being trapped into the demon's obi, he knew he had to save her!
The clash between him and Daki had been fairly brief. It only lasted long enough for Tanjiro to safely cut off the sash that was trapping Koinatsu, and then the rest of the events were all a blearing blur to him. All he remembered was at one point, Daki's sashes had wrapped around his sword, letting it slip from his hands. More sashes then wrapped around his legs, causing him to lose balance and fall onto the ground with a hard thud. The pain was too sharp, and he completely blacked out.
And now he woke up in an enclosed room, dimly lit with an oil lamp that cast an eerie red hue over all four walls.
He was grateful that he had woken up alive, at least...but when he tried to move…
He couldn't.
He found himself trapped in a tangled mess of pink patterned sashes—arms suspended to either side of his head, while some sashes wrapped around his waist, bounding him against the wall. The young demon slayer was restraint to the point where he couldn't move a single limb, and being seen in such a vulnerable state by the demoness he thought he could take down had him lowering his head in defeat and embarrassment.
Daki's scent got stronger with each passing second. Her bare feet slowly, silently glided over the wooden floor as she approached him, stopping right before his tied up figure to admire it like he was an artwork, a masterpiece at that. Tanjiro was indeed in such a vulnerable display, and she loved to see it.
"Let me go!" Tanjiro tried to sound demanding and glowered at her, but it was hard for anyone to take him seriously when he was the obvious loser here—all tied up, wounded and bleeding with dirt and scratches on his face. He saw the playful smirk on her face, which made him shiver from imagining the things she'd do with him next...to further humiliate him.
"Behave, brat. Don't make me wish I'd put a gag on your mouth as well." Daki retorted, lowering her head to be at Tanjiro's eye level from where he knelt on the floor.
The way her big green eyes were boring into his made Tanjiro shudder. He tried to avoid her cold gaze but as soon as he did, he was forced to look at the demon's… skin. From where Daki was bending forward, her breasts hung low and heavy, almost willing to spill out from the skimpy lace top she wore. Daki sensed him trying to avert his eyes, and she found herself pleasantly entertained with his reaction.
"You're ugly…but cute." She chuckled, pushing away some of her black hair behind her shoulder.
"You're ugly when you glare at me and grit your teeth like that…but you're cute when you look so scared and helpless."
"You look especially cute when you try to convince yourself that my tits don't turn you on."
Tanjiro blushed at the sultry tone of her voice. Just when he thought she couldn't tease him any further...
Daki straddled his hips, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking intently into his eyes. It caught Tanjiro off guard and his back hit the wall, trying to back away from her, but failing because he'd been immobilised in one spot. Daki only kept leaning closer to him, the evil smirk never leaving her pretty face. Tanjiro, even as anxious as he was feeling, was unable to avert his eyes from the demon's womanly curves—his uniform read 'destroy all demons' but underneath that was just the body of a teenager.
He tried to fight his body's urges. He really tried to, but when he closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to look, he felt her warm, fleshy tits being pressed under his neck, almost engulfing the lower part of his face to the tip of his nose. He gulped hard, trying not to get his dick to react the way Daki wanted it to.
But it was proving to be harder than he thought. Along with the extremely close proximity he was sharing with Daki, the scent that wafted off her made his head spin. Her scent was that of sweet plums and floral oils, but there was also a slight musk of tobacco and incense that draped over her skin, casting an exotic and erotic aura all over her.
Daki felt his body turn hot and rigid underneath and she smiled to herself. Having spent the entirety of her life working in the pleasure district, she knew a thing or two about eliciting excitement and arousal out of men, and the demon slayer underneath her would just add to the number of men that she seduced in her lifetime.
She wondered if she was asphyxiating him with her breasts, so she pulled away just for a second. Tanjiro gasped for air, blushing furiously.
"W-What are you trying to do? S-Stop touching me already!"
"Don't bark at me, boy. You better know how to act when you're with me."
Tanjiro remained silent, and Daki read his silence as obedience.
"And by the way, this strong, beautiful demon's got a name…" Daki leaned closer to his ear and whispered,
"Daki."
Tanjiro wondered if she was expecting to know his one next, but Daki pressed a finger to his lips. "You're just a mere human. A weakling. I don't need to know yours." She snickered. "I think 'brat' will work fine for you, since you've been acting like one the whole time."
Tanjiro frowned at being treated like this, but as more time passed, and as the sashes around his limbs started getting tighter, he guessed he might as well just start accepting his defeat and prepare for however she wanted to use him next.
Daki rested a hand on his shoulder, sensually swaying her hips before pressing her body hard on his lap—hard enough so Tanjiro could feel the outline of her pussy through the thick fabric of his uniform pants. He felt the tips of his ears heat up when the fleshy, pulpy texture of her feminine folds made his dick twitch from instant arousal.
Daki's lips curved into a grin. She liked what she saw.
She grinded her hips on his again, harder and faster like she wanted Tanjiro to come undone in his pants. He squirmed in discomfort, wanting to move his arms and legs so he could escape but the sashes only tightened their grip around him, so hard that it hurt.
"I told you, behave, brat." Daki's voice was low and menacing. "My sashes have a heart and mind of their own. Piss them off and they'll tear you apart in seconds."
Tanjiro's eyes widened in fear. So he wasn't only being tormented by an upper rank but several other demonic entities that happened to be her underlings. He swallowed hard and wondered if this was going to be his last night.
However, all his fear seemed to be replaced with arousal when Daki got back to rubbing his cock through his pants. His breaths now came in short, irregular spurts and he felt beads of sweat running down his forehead, throat going dry.
She palmed his erection, feeling over his size. "Oh, oh. As ugly and weak as you are…" Her eyes widened and she smirked. "You happen to have something that compensates for all your shortcomings…"
She rubbed over his bulge again. "I'm curious…"
She started taking off his belt, much to Tanjiro's horror.
"I'm curious just to see…what kind of breathing techniques a slayer like you can show me with this sword." She giggled and blushed like a thirteen year old girl as she reached for his dick, pulling it out of his pants and nestling the tip between her thick thighs.
Tanjiro's stomach lurched.
Just how did the situation escalate to this so quickly?
"Whatever they are, they ought to be better than the ones you showed me with your shitty, chipped katana, don't you agree?"
Tanjiro said nothing, too overwhelmed by everything. Or perhaps, whatever he was going to say was all replaced with a gasp when Daki wrapped her thumb and index finger around his dick, starting to stroke him. The palm of her hand glided like butter on his skin, and her fingers were slender and lithe as they tried to wrap around his impressive girth.
Her hand moved on him slow.
Tanjiro was forced to make sounds. "Gnnghhh, D-Daki…"
"Oh, the pain in your voice, your face…I love to see it!" Daki squealed, deliberately stopping her hand from stroking him which made Tanjiro grunt out in frustration. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she lifted her hips to pull her panties to the side, baring her pussy to him. Tanjiro gulped at the sight of her exposed womanhood, and shame further washed over him when his cock twitched and slapped against her thigh.
"Good reaction, boy." Daki commented, placing a hand under his chin. "You're coinciding with my plans of turning you into my personal fuckslave…I was starting to get rather bored waiting for the Hashira to arrive, so you'll be a perfect plaything for me to kill time...just while I wait for him to show up."
Tanjiro glared at her.
"Don't look at me that way," Daki grinned, squeezing the sides of his mouth before releasing his face carelessly. She placed a hand at the back of his head, forcing him to look down where her pussy was only a few inches shy from touching his cock.
"Ever seen a cunt before?"
Daki used her other hand to spread herself apart, flashing pink pussy lips that were already glossed up with slick and arousal, her ruddy little clit peeking through its hood. With how hard Tanjiro was blushing and almost trying to avert his eyes but failing, Daki assumed this was indeed his very first time.
"Virgin, huh?" She huffed, rolling her eyes. "Some privileges, you people have. Getting the choice to wait until you feel ready…"
"Till you meet the right person," She shook her head. "Not being forced into this shit so early on..."
"So fucking unfair." She hissed, then tugged hard at Tanjiro's collars. The boy shivered as he took in her angered scent.
"So innocent and clueless you are…"
"It only makes me want to fuck you more!"
With some force, Tanjiro's back was quickly pushed against the wall. His eyes rolled back when Daki's bare, soaked sex grinded against his erection, his mouth going agape. Even though this was the dirtiest thing his young mind and soul was exposed to, physically, this was the best thing he'd ever experienced. Daki's wet folds glided above the length of his dick, coating him with her slick and stimulating him further for penetration. His chest heaved and his fingertips twitched, begging to be digging into Daki's ass rather than being suspended in the air.
Daki noticed how with each glide of her hips the boy's expression switched from being pleasured to strained. He seemed to be in a daze while she moved on his cock, but as soon as she stopped, he opened his eyes, shocked that he was actually enjoying this as much as she did.
He frantically looked around the darkened room, as if he was looking for a way to escape, and Daki only mouthed idiot before taking a hold of his hair and forcing his eyes between their legs.
"Now, look," She instructed. "Down below,"
Shaking from guilt as well as arousal, Tanjiro watched in anticipation as Daki stroked his dick once more, aligning his pre-cum coated tip to her entrance.
"Sex…it's so wonderfully dirty, right?"
That's all she said to him before sinking her hips down and sheathing his entire cock with her pussy.
Tanjiro's eyes widened.
He daren't move.
He couldn't move.
Luckily, Daki started moving for him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts to his face again as if she expected him to cry out something, and of course, she didn't want anybody hearing them. "Oh, fuck..." she moaned as she moved on him with slow rolls of her hips, toes curling as she tried to adjust to the size of his dick that only felt three times larger inside her.
After what seemed like eternity, Tanjiro blinked and let out the air that he'd been trapping in his lungs. A part of him was still trying to get used to the novelty of it all, the raw and wet feeling of pussy smothering his cock, the squelch as he penetrated through her inner walls, while the other part of him was still in disbelief.
Was this all real?
As Daki moved on him once more, this time pulling back to his tip, his entire body jolted with waves of pleasure and he realised, this was very much real and happening right now.
The feeling of the temporary pleasure surging through his system was mind-blowing, but the burning urge to experience it again right after made him quiver under her hips in need. His chest heaved and he breathed unsteadily.
He desperately needed her to move her hips.
Daki's eyes only met the pleading on his face for a second, and sweetly smiling, she sank herself down onto his dick again.
Red eyes rolled out of their sockets. Tanjiro gasped.
It was a true irony that a demon could make him feel like he was in heaven.
"...aahh...ohhh~you're filling me up so well! Fuck, this feels good..."
Tanjiro just needed a second to process what she just said.
This was a type of compliment that made him feel…like, knowing that he was able to make her feel good was probably the saving grace of his current situation. Even though Daki was evil, a demon that he was sent to kill no less, he had to admit that she was very beautiful. The searing sight of Daki with her ornate black hair cascading down her shoulders, emerald eyes glowing, dark pink lips parting with pleasure while she licked over her fangs…Tanjiro actually couldn't believe that such a hot girl like her was offering him to pleasure her this easily.
He was desperate to move and feel Daki's wet walls further tighten around him– but immediately after he tried thrusting into her, the demoness pressed her hand onto his chest, forcing him back down to be submissive while enjoying the feeling of having her pussy stretched out so good.
Tanjiro growled, frustrated and hot and bothered, unable to respond to his sexual urges due to both Daki's sashes restraining him and her hand forcing him down – a hand that was delicate and soft only in appearance, but heavier than a whole bunch of rocks. With how hazy and intoxicated he was feeling from the weight of her body riding on his, there was no way he could force it to move off him.
He was surprised at how desperate he'd become to be touched by this girl. Just a few minutes ago his mind was fixated on escaping and now he was completely smitten by her sultry aura and charms, playing himself so easily into the trap she'd set up for him.
He was truly letting himself slip...
But despite how shit he felt for enjoying this, he'd be damned if he couldn't chase his release.
"Daki...Please s-start moving faster!"
The demoness tilted her head to the side, eyebrows lowering. "Was that your best shot at begging? You've pissed me off quite enough, slayer...give me a damn reason why I should make you feel good!"
Tanjiro could only lower his head and avoid her cold gaze fixated on him.
"Try harder. Be nicer." Daki said, switching to her pretend sweet voice. "I'll be waiting."
As she teased him, she started unbuttoning his shirt. She let out a huff of air as she exposed his chest, letting her eyes wander over his abs and pectorals, his ripped physique. His sun-kissed skin had a pleasant warmth to it that made her want to drag her palms along his chest, even lay her head on it afterwards when they'd finish fucking.
The strained look on Tanjiro's face was appealing to Daki's eyes– his cheeks flushed so red, his eyes squeezed shut tightly at the new, raw feeling that overwhelmed his senses. Even his ears twitched from hearing the wet, lewd squelches as his dick passed through each and every sweet fold of Daki's silky demonic pussy.
He just couldn't get enough.
He whimpered, "P-please, Daki! Please, faster!"
"Still not the best." Daki muttered, sitting with his cock inside her and refusing to move. Tanjiro felt tears prick at the back of his eyes. The heat inside her pussy was absolutely sweltering, leaving his breathing a ragged, uncontrolled mess. His body shook all over. He felt so close to his release, yet was unable to reach because of how Daki continued to tease him.
He put every ounce of desperation in his voice. "Daki...I'm so—Please, I'm begging you! So close—" He rasped, teary-eyed. "Please—"
Daki grinned, "Ah~ that's more like it!"
Tanjiro shuddered when the demoness started rocking her hips at a slow pace. Teasing, torturing, repeating. Lifting them before taking his whole cock into her again, exuding the damp musk of sex and sweat into the air that tickled at Tanjiro's highly sensitive nostrils. He closed his eyes. This time, he let out a long, deep groan while arching his back against the the wall. Daki's pussy squeezed and clenched around him non-stop, her lustful movements far too experienced for him to be able to keep up with.
Daki was having too much fun herself—the sight of the squirming slayer underneath her, his thick, hard cock, filling her up...the girl hadn't had her walls stretched out this good in ages! With one hand still pressing on Tanjiro's chest, she used the other to start playing with her breasts, slipping some fingers inside her top to play with her nipples. Deciding to further tease the boy, she ripped off her top into shreds as well.
Tits.
Just Daki's beautiful perky tits in all their naked glory!
A warm trickle of blood leaked down Tanjiro's nose.
At this point, he felt like he was being tipped over the brink of sanity. With the feeling of raw, hot pussy eating up his dick, the salacious sight of naked breasts being played with right in front of his face, there was no way he could last any longer.
He just couldn't.
Without warning, his entire body suddenly jolted against hers before his vision went stark white.
Daki just felt the inside of her pussy get fuller, warmer...
Wetter.
Hot strings of cum began to coat her inner walls, and she felt his cock twitch inside her with every heave of his chest. Daki's eyes widened and she stared at him with a curious expression, seemingly surprised that he had finished even sooner than she had expected him to.
But that didn't mean the sex was over—Daki kept riding Tanjiro's dick through his orgasm, squeezing his dick deliciously and milking his release until her insides were fully coated with white. The heat of his cum quickly started stirring up her own orgasm, and she brought a finger to start rubbing on her pulsing clit. With the weight of her hand no longer pressing onto him, Tanjiro thrust into her for the first and last time, reaching as deep inside her before shooting the final spurts of his long-awaited release.
He slumped against the wall, spent, sated and panting. Daki kept on moving. It was almost painful, he was still so sensitive from having his orgasm seconds ago but she mercilessly continued to fuck onto him. He tried to beg her to stop, but couldn't even muster the strength to form the words. He just watched through half-lidded eyes as she rode out his dick, then a faint smile played on his lips as he watched Daki reach her own orgasm, screaming and moaning as wetness gushed out of her and her walls rippled and tightened around his cock. As much as she teased him, Tanjiro found satisfaction in knowing he was able to make a girl feel good. Maybe she'd be a little nicer to him after that...
Upon reaching completion, they laid there still for a moment, basking in the afterglow of it all. Panting while rivulets of sweat rolled down their skin, the heat and sensitivity in their nether regions starting to dwindle down.
Daki lazily lifted herself off him, letting their orgasmic fluids ooze out of her sodden, fucked out cunt and make a mess on Tanjiro's shaking thighs.
"Hah...you came pretty damn fast, brat."
Tanjiro was growing accustomed to her insulting and brash demeanor as of now. He didn't know what possessed him when he flashed her a cocky grin and blurted out, "Untie me and I'll show you I can last much longer than that!"
"Oh? Listen to that...You're no longer planning to escape then?" Daki let out a low chuckle, her voice laced with tease. "Already planning on the second round?"
Tanjiro felt like thorns were pricking into the back of his throat. He couldn't believe that his mission as a demon slayer had long escaped his mind ever since he'd gotten a taste of tight demon pussy wrapping around his cock, ever since he had Daki's perfect, soft tits shoved in his face. He'd really let himself slip so far away from everything.
He didn't know what was awaiting him next...
"You're a simple man, I like that...Prioritising only one thing in your brain." Daki snickered, reaching for the sashes tied around his arms. "How about I untie you and then we fight again? As much as I enjoy a good fuck, I also enjoy a good fight!"
She then lowered her voice, smirking at him and tracing her claws down his chest. "And if you win, I'll then let you do whatever you want with me..."
Tanjiro swallowed hard.
He could barely feel his limbs, and she expected him to be able to defeat her?
Perhaps, a second round of sex with Daki, this time with her on all fours for him, or to know how her mouth feels around his cock would be enough to motivate him during their fight...
Yes, sounds quite promising.
Tanjiro couldn't wait to get started!
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Thanks for reading :)