Sanemi slices the head of the demon, satisfied as the demon gasps in pure shock. The demon hurls insult after insults, in complete utter shock at the fact that it was defeated. Sanemi only scoffs, satisfied when the body along with its head begins to disintegrate.
Sanemi begins his journey, the cool rain refreshing against his open wounds. It's a natural remedy until he reached a Wisteria House.
Sanemi stops dead in his tracks, his eyes zoning in on a figure just a few feet away. He hums at the sight, moonlight casting down on the figure and it appears to glow. The figure is naked, he notes, and it doesn't take long for him to realize that the figure is a woman.
Sanemi begins to pick up his pace to the woman, fearing that she was attacked by someone or something - hopefully not a demon. But, as he arrives, there's no wounds upon the woman. She has no scratches, no open wounds oozing blood - she even appeared to be peacefully asleep.
The woman moves from her fetal position, rolling onto her back. Her breasts are exposed, nipples erect and harden under the cool rain. Her eyelids flutter open and her eyes - such glowy, shiny eyes that glowed a deep shade of crimson - stare right through him.
Sanemi draws his sword, holding it out. He notices that his arm is shaking.
What the fuck?
Sanemt's heart beats, pouding outside his chest so loud that he can hear it through the rushing rain. His throat tightens and it begins to feel difficult to breathe.
Your eyes blink towards the mysterious man. His hair, white and wet, sticks to his forehead. He's tall and muscular, chest exposed and just as wet as the rest of him beneath the rain. He has scars littering his skin, even some open. You can smell the blood - such a mouth-watering smell. Luckily for him, you weren't one to go for blood.
You stand, tilting your head to the beautiful human before you. He's trembling, your spells working wonders on him. He wouldn't be able to resist you soon - you're positive of it.
"You're such a beautiful human." you speak, voice majestic to Sanemi's ears. You're sauntering towards him, so slow and alluring. He doesn't realize that he's dropped his sword until your hand holds the same hand once holding it. Your lips kiss his calloused hands, crimson eyes never leaving his.
Demon.
This is a demon, Sanemi thinks. He was going to die right now. He's unable to move and she does not appear to be affected by his marechi blood.
Sanemi's eyes widen when you bring one of his fingers into your mouth, sucking. You're moaning as if it brings you great pleasure - Sanemi's pants feel tighter. He cannot push you away, far to entranced to move.
"I want you, beautiful human." you release his finger and drop to your knees. You press a kiss against his clothed, hardened cock. Sanemi releases a groan at your sudden actions. He wants to be disgusted by you, a demon, but he cannot.
Sanemi's cock springs free due to your prying hands. He's thick, veiny and long. It causes you to release your own moan, hands wrapping around the base. Sanemi cannot take his eyes away from you when your tongue wraps around the tip of his cock, hand pumping.
You had no need to truly breathe, you weren't a human. You took the man in your mouth and soon your throat, gagging and slurping upon it. His moans are as beautiful as him - you want to hear more of it.
Sanemi is panting, legs quivering and seconds from giving out. His knees give out and he falls onto the ground, but this doesn't stop you. Your fingernails dig into his bare thighs as you continue to suck on his cock. The noises you made were so dirty - perverted. You gagged and slurped as if it was your favorite meal.
Sanemi's cursing, hips buckling. His head lifts from the muddy grown took at you. He stiffens when his lilac eyes meet your crimson ones. He moans audibly at the sight of you - so slutty and pleasuring him.
Your throat widens to swallow all of the cum he releases. You moan, the taste. You release his cock with a pop.
"My beautiful human." you coo, swinging your legs on either side of Sanemi. You position yourself on him, his cock at the center of your pulsing pussy.
Sanemi grunts when you sit upon his cock fully, nails digging into his shoulders. You don't waste time, bouncing upon his cock like your life depended on it.
It did, of course. You needed semen to survive - and he was the perfect human to give it to you. You can smell him, so young and strong. So virtile, ready to impregnate. He was the perfect human for you - you'd do everything in your power to keep him safe.
Your lips trail kisses along his beautiful, scar-filled face. Your hips lift and lower, pussy clenching around his cock.
Sanemi groans at the pleasure. His eyes are finding it difficult to remain open. Your pussy is so tight - so wet and inviting. He feels himself going deeper and deeper into the abyss of pleasure. He wraps his arms around you, flipping you onto your back now, entering you. He was going to regret this, he knows. If he survived you, he was going to be disgusted with himself for allowing a demon to do this to him.
But for now, he was going to give in to his perverted urges.
Sanemi fucks into you at an alarming pace - for a human that was. He was as strong as you concluded. His eyes never leave you, staring right at you. His eyes bounce between your breasts, bouncing so sluttishly, to your face, scrunching with pleasure.
Your hands reach out to him, rubbing gently along his torso to feel him. Such a beautiful human - so strong. You were lucky to come across him.
"Please cum in me." you beg, voice clear even in the harsh rain. "My beautiful human…" you trail off, legs wrapping firmly around Sanemi.. You bring him closer to you by wrapping your arms around him. Your tongue licks at his neck, teeth nibbling slightly.
Sanemi groans, spilling hot seed inside of you. He twitches when he feels your pussy tighten even more - more than it should. You weren't human, he recalls, and you were literally milking him dry.
This is how Sanemi was found even when the rain stops and the sun rises. He's unsure how many times he came inside of you, but you're insatiable and each time he finds himself fully erect and ready to take you.
"Take him to the Butterfly Mansion." a voice says, but Sanemi is far too exhausted to recognize the speaker.
Your eyes snap open, glaring at the new found people surrounding you and your human. Your hands clenched into fists as the outsiders came near.
"The demon…she's not burning." one voice says, a man.
"Maybe she's not a demon."
"There's no doubt about it. She is."
"Get your hands off of him!" you screech as one of the outsiders touches your human. You appear in front of him like a flash, nails digging into the outsiders face.
"Shit!"
You hovered above your human, glaring at the outsiders.
Sanemi stirs away, an exhausted sigh releasing from his lips. The morning sun is blinding him and all of the screaming makes him groan with annoyance.
"Shinazugawa!"
The familiar voice. Was that… "Uzui."
Sanemi's throat is raspy and deep.
"You're fucking demons now?" Uzui's voice is laced with teasing, yet he's visibly disturbed. A demon sat before them, protecting a Hashira (while naked) and not burning beneath the sun.
Sanemi recalls the night with you - the unknown woman who was able to captivate him in a matter of minutes. He doesn't know what you are truly, but you weren't human.
Sanemi lifts himself from his position, feeling soft hands upon his shoulders. He's confused, unsure of what to say.
Besides Uzui is Gyomei, the large man seemingly praying. He's glad he cannot see the sight before him. There's a few Kakushi surrounding them, though they appear to be frightened by the naked demon.
Sanemi stands, legs wobbling. You do the same, hand not leaving his shoulders. You glare at the tall outsiders, ready to attack if they threaten you or your human.
"Well?" Uzui lifts a brow and motions to you. "Aren't you going to introduce us?"
Sanemi isn't sure how - he didn't even have his own introduction to you. He's a Hashira and has killed hundreds of demons, yet he does not feel the same intent with you as the other demons he's slain. Maybe he was biased - he was buried deep inside you not long ago.
You sensed the hesitation from your human and decided to speak. "I'm Y/N." you say. "A succubus."
Gyomei's prayer only got louder.
"A succubus…I've heard about you demons." Uzui tilts his head. That doesn't explain why you aren't dead underneath the son. Maybe you were beyond a demon - more of an entity. It causes his head to hurt just thinking about it.
"I'm no demon. Don't associate me with such lowly creatures!" you spat out, disgust written on your face. "I don't eat humans nor do I hide in the shadows."
That was obvious, Uzui huffs. Sanemi was alive and well - seemingly exhausted with his sexual endeavor with you.
"What is it that you do to stay alive exactly?" Uzui asks.
You tilt your head at him. "Intercourse." you respond. "I'm bound to whatever human I engage with."
Sanemi coughs at your words. He glances behind him at you then back at Uzui. He appears as if he wants to laugh, but refrains. "Oyakata-sama is going to love this." To think Sanemi was the same one who attempted to kill Kamado Nezuko because she wasn't human - now look where the man became entangled with.
You were an asset to the Corps.
Upon meeting Kagaya you posed no threat. You were given clothing by the Kakushi and accompanied the three Hashira to their leader. You sat closely beside Sanemi and copied his actions - bowing to the sickly looking man and not speaking until spoken to.
You were a rare sight indeed. A demon - though you didn't wish to be called that. An entity maybe? Something beyond a demon that has no reason to eat humans to live? You walked in the sunlight freely and all you truly asked for was to remain by a certain Hashira's side.
Again, you were an asset. You had abilities that assisted the Corps greatly. Your healing abilities were one, having healed a deep gash on Sanemi's arm in a matter of seconds.
Your devotion was another. You accompanied Sanemi everywhere he went - missions, meetings and all. You were a powerful being - having snatched the head of a demon right off their shoulders when they came far too close to Sanemi for your liking.
You weren't a threat. You killed demons alongside Sanemi and other slayers that accompanied you. You healed whoever needed to be healed and all you asked for in return was Sanemi.
There was a bond formed between you and Sanemi - as expected due to the repeated sexual activity you engaged in daily. You were a succubus, after all. A bond is suspected - Sanemi was safe as long as you were around. You could never hurt the man you were bonded to nor would you allow anyone to hurt him.
Sanemi crashes inside of you, so deep that it causes you to howl. Your face is pressed against firmly into the futon, drooling as he drills you.
Sanemi adored you now just as you did him. You were the perfect pet - always at his beck and call. You did whatever he asked - you followed him around hopelessly.
One thing about being with someone that wasn't human was that he didn't have to worry about hurting you - all of your wounds healed.
Sanemi cups his hand beneath your mouth. "Spit." he orders and you do so without a care. He rubs his fingers with your saliva and reaches down to your clit. He rubs harshly as he fucks you, loving the way your moans intensify.
Your pussy is leaking into the futon, trailing down your thighs as he continues his assault. His teeth sink into the skin of your neck so hard that it draws blood - but it brings nothing but pure pleasure.
"Sa-ne-mi!" you're gasping with pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of your skull.
Sanemi's hand yanks you by your hair. He has you leaning against his hard chest. He lets go of your hair to slap your naked breast a few times before he pinches a nipple between his fingers.
"You'd let me do anything to you." Sanemi's voice taunts. "Like a good little whore."
You nod your head, pussy clenching around his cock.
"Play with yourself. Make yourself cum." Sanemi hisses. He slaps you onto your face - a sting that has you clenching even tighter around him so heavenly.
You do as you're told. Sanemi's hand is now clenching your throat tightly as your fingers dip between your folds. He's biting on your shoulder now, drawing blood that he dares to lick up.
Your moans turned to high-pitched screams, convulsing against the very cock pleasuring you. You're leaking as you cum, juices leaking out and spraying the futon.
Sanemi pushes you away. He flips you over so that you're laying on the futon, the same spot in which you squirted upon.
Sanemi pumps his cock with his right hand, left hand grasping your face roughly. He shoots hot semen onto your face and with pleasure, you open your mouth to catch it. It's salty as always and you swallow every ounce that lays upon your tongue.
You're satisfied, a small grin placed upon your lips. You close your eyes, snuggling closer to Sanemi. "My beautiful human." you murmur, humming with satisfaction.