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Kyojuro was simply teeming with excitement.
Yes, he and Y/N had to be assigned on a mission but they were together on this one and that’s what caused him to become so elated.
He tried to keep the excitement under wraps but as soon as he and Y/N were on the road, he exploded with happiness.
He mentioned outright that he was happy that they were on a mission together, and that he had missed Y/N’s company.
She responded in kind, a bit softer in tone, but agreed all the same.
This was another good opportunity for them to spend more time together, to become closer. Unbeknownst to each other, they harbored deep feelings of love that transformed over the months of friendship.
However, they’re hesitant to admit these feelings were based on the foundation that they had no idea how the other felt about the other. So they kept up the friendship role, none the wiser to the others true intentions.
It was in no way easy, but if this was all they could get then that was a circumstance they were both fine with.
After a couple of hours walking down the dirt path, Kyojuro spotted a tea shop off to the side.
In the midst of his talking, he stopped to stare at the tea shop.
Y/N had walked a couple of steps ahead of him before stopping to turn around. “Is something wrong, Kyojuro?”
He quickly pointed to the tea shop without looking back to Y/N. “There’s a tea shop over there! Why don’t we stop for a little bit to grab something to drink and possibly eat.”
She thought on it for a second before walking back to Kyojuro’s side. “Okay, yeah! That sounds good.”
With that decided, Kyojuro and Y/N made their way over to the half indoor half outdoor tea shop. They ordered their tea, and opted to also buy a snack. They chose well seasoned rice dumplings.
And because of the nice weather, the two demon slayers sat just outside the tea shop on a bench.
Kyojuro took the first bite of the rice dumplings, and yelled out his usual “Tasty!” once he got a taste of it.
Y/N laughed as she took a sip of her tea. “I love that you always have so much energy, Kyojuro.”
“Thank you very much! I find it comes easy when enjoying the small moments.”
At his response, Y/N giggled. “I suppose it is easy to get lost in food huh?”
Kyojuro looked her way and nodded. “Indeed, but there are also other small moments one can enjoy throughout the day.”
The y/h/c demon slayer took another sip of her tea. “Like what?”
This time, Kyojuro rested his hands on top of his thighs as he looked towards the great blue sky.
“Moments like, waking up in the mornings to find the sun shining down on you. Or reading a new book with a hot cup of tea. Or possibly, basking in the peace that comes when in the company of a dear friend.”
At that last statement, Y/N trained her eyes on the Hashira only to find him still admiring the sky.
“Spending time with loved ones is one of the best ways to occupy one’s time.”
Right then, a bashful smile made its way to Y/N’s lips. Kyojuro’s sentiment caused her heart to leap in her chest.
While she had already known that he cared a great deal for her, listening to him reaffirm that compassion made her feel more grateful that he was in her life.
However, it also tugged on the string that was her love for him.
And when Kyojuro finally looked at her, she felt her hand twitch with the urge to grab him by the collar and kiss him right then. But she refrained from acting on that instinct.
If his friendship is all she would ever have, then she was going to protect it at all costs.
“I think you’re right, Kyojuro. Being with those who are important to you, is a very happy experience.”
He smiled at her confirmation, his own heart skipping a beat.
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Now it was raining, and far too many demons to count.
Normally, with a Hashira and another high ranking demon slayer, they would have made quick work on a demon. Unfortunately, this demon kept making duplicates of itself that had a physical state; meaning they could touch or injure.
So at the current time, Kyojuro and Y/N were battling several demons at a time with seemingly no end.
“There’s just no end to them!” Y/N shouted, as she slashed away a demon’s head.
Kyojuro knocked back a demon with a slash of his own across its torso. “There has to be! If we take out the original demon, it should kill the rest of them!”
Then the demon he slashed out, he quickly made work of with a single swipe of his sword across its neck.
“How are we supposed to figure out which one is the real one?!” Y/N exclaimed from a distance away from him.
Kyojuro hopped a few steps away from an oncoming demon, while simultaneously dodging another attack from behind.
“Well use a coordinated attack! You use your technique to gather them into one place then I’ll use my own technique to finish them all off!”
In silent acknowledgement, Y/N took in a deep breath ready to do as Kyojuro had said when her eyes flicked over to his position.
What she saw caused her breathing to hitch in her throat.
Kyojuro was so focused on the three demons in front of him that he didn’t notice the one sneaking up from behind.
It was only a few feet away, and it would only take a second for it to close the distance.
One second to kill him.
She couldn’t, no, she wouldn’t let it happen.
So without thinking, Y/N in took another deep breath and sprinted with jet-like speed to guard Kyojuro’s back.
And just as she had, the demon had launched itself into the air to completely annihilate Kyojuro.
While she had obviously expected to come face to face with the demon, she hadn’t expected the demon to act so flawlessly.
As she had made in time to protect Kyojuro, the demon’s claw was only a near few inches away from her left eye.
The slightest bit of panic rolled over her nerves before immediately bracing herself, and managing to deflect the demon’s arm.
It barely missed; instead of slicing her eye to bits, she deflected it upwards and caused it to slice just the surface skin of her temple.
With its arm forced away from her, Y/N geared up for another attack when another blade came down on the demon’s neck.
“Fire breathing, First Form! Unknowing Fire!”
The orange shimmer of fire danced through the air, completely severing the demon’s head right from its shoulders.
In her stupor of the beautiful flames, Y/N looked back to Kyojuro to see his eyes light up with the fire. However, there was something deeper within them.
Somehow they seemed angry.
“ Y/N, round them up!”
She snapped back to the present, and quickly took a much deeper breath than before. “Water breathing, Twelfth Form! Tidal Wave!”
All of a sudden, a sea of water swept over the grassy plain and corralled all the demons into a single place without so much as touching Kyojuro.
Once they had all gathered into one spot, Kyojuro released his own attack.
“Fire breathing, Fourth Form! Blooming Flame Undulation!
Another much larger flame expanded beyond Kyojuro to utterly enrapture every demon that crossed its path.
Y/N had seen this technique many times, and yet somehow was always surprised by its beauty and power.
What seemed like minutes to Y/N as she admired his breathing technique, was nearly a few seconds for Kyojuro as he watched the demons turn to ash.
The previously rowdy forest clearing had now become silent.
Y/N sheathed her sword back in its holder tied to her side, her eyes trained on the ashy mist from where the demon had used to be.
She started to become lost in thought by the poor soul that Kyojuro had just slain when his voice echoed out.
“That was very reckless of you.”
It didn’t even sound like Kyojuro; his voice was usually so energetic and full of life. A tone which demanded your attention while at the same time bringing you an unexplainable peace.
This wasn’t that.
Now it was low, guttural, almost like a growl from an animal on edge. It was dangerous.
The only time she’d heard him speak like that was when they had come across a demon that held a child hostage in order to protect itself from the Hashira.
As much as she understood the frustration, at the time his voice and the look in his eyes intimidated her.
She hoped to never be on the receiving end of that. And yet here she was.
Y/N whipped around to stare Kyojuro directly in the eyes. It was exactly what she had feared.
His usual bright eyes seemed unnaturally dark. His brow was deeply furrowed in what she could only describe as anger, and his fists were tightly clenched at his sides.
Swallowing her fear, she spoke. “I know, but I didn’t have a choice. You were going to be killed.”
“And you yourself could have also died.” He countered with own answer, his eyes never straying from her’s. “That doesn’t matter if I can be there to protect you.”
“It does matter!” Kyojuro suddenly exclaimed, causing Y/N to sink into herself.
Despite the countless times he’s been irritated, he has never once yelled at her. Hearing him speak so drastically different, made her feel ashamed like a child being scolded by their parents.
“You cannot risk your life like that, not when you have people waiting for you to come home.”
“So do you.” She snapped back. “And what would I have done if you didn’t come back with me? Knowing I could’ve saved you? You have to understand how much I care about you, Kyojuro.”
At that, Kyojuro went silent. The pensive expression didn’t leave his face but he didn’t say anything else.
Y/N opened her mouth to add one more thing when he spoke first, “We should get to the village. It’s getting late, and we need to rest.”
With that, Kyojuro walked past Y/N to head back through the trees to the dirt road.
Y/N purposely lagged behind him, keeping a distance from him as they made their way down the road.
During their trek, the rain had mercilessly barraged down onto the two demon slayers. The wall of water became so thick that they couldn’t see more than a few inches in front of them.
There was no way they were going to make it to the nearest village in this weather, and Y/N had voiced as much when Kyojuro spotted a small house just off to the beaten path.
“This way!” He shouted over the noisy rain. Y/N barely heard what he said but he was already separating himself from the path so she hurried to follow him.
Kyojuro approached the front of the house first, then pulled open the wooden door. He stepped to the side and ushered for Y/N to step in.
She rushed past him then also stepped to the side to allow Kyojuro enough room to also step inside.
Once he stepped past the threshold, Kyojuro quickly slammed the door shut then walked further inside to inspect the shack.
Y/N took a moment to search the current room she was in. It was fairly small so there really wasn’t much to look at, however she did see a dining table in the middle of the floor.
There was also a slightly opened door, showing off the section of the kitchen just beyond it.
Even for its size, it was quaint.
Suddenly, Y/N heard the strike of a match then the low crackling of a fire.
She walked away from the table into the room Kyojuro had disappeared to, only to find him already crouching in front of the fireplace.
He perked up when he heard her approaching him from behind but he didn’t turn to look her way.
That sent a pang through Y/N’s heart; he was still upset.
“This fireplace is in good shape. I also found some firewood that’ll keep us warm through the night and some blankets we can use to cover ourselves when we dry out clothes.”
Y/N felt a sudden warmth enter her cheeks. “Our clothes?”
The blonde and red haired man stood from his position, his eyes still trained on the growing flames. “Yes, we’re soaked and if we keep these things on, we’ll most likely become very ill.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Kyojuro finally turned to face Y/N, but the dark expression from before had remained. “I’ll face the wall so you can undress.”
Just as he said, Kyojuro faced the other wall and began to get undressed.
And with a sigh, Y/N turned away to face the other side to give Kyojuro privacy as well.
Neither said anything for several minutes as the rustle of clothes was the only sound filling the small room, aside from the crackling of the hearth.
Kyojuro got undressed much faster than Y/N did, and even wrapped himself in a blanket just as Y/N had finished.
He picked up another blanket and, with his eyes closed, extended it out towards Y/N for her to take.
“Thank you.” She said then quickly wrapped herself in the surprisingly soft fabric.
All he did was nod before taking their wet clothes and hanging them near the fire.
Eventually, he sat down in front of the fire to finally gather its warmth into his own body. Any other time, he would’ve chosen to optimistically speak to Y/N, talk about whatever had crossed his mind, but he couldn’t this time.
His mind kept running with the thought of Y/N risking her life to save his.
When they were fighting earlier, he managed to dispatch the three demons in front but as soon as he had, he saw the flash of a figure at his back.
It took only a second to realize that it was Y/N, but he also noticed that Y/N had moved too fast for her mind to keep up.
That was more apparent when she barely managed to deflect the demon’s attack.
The sight of her blood caused a kind of rage he hadn’t felt in a long time. Yes, he was used to the sight of blood; countless times had he seen brutal injuries buried with blood, but not her’s.
Seeing her injured wasn’t the only thing that got under his skin; seeing her act so recklessly with her life made him just as upset.
How could she not think about herself first before him? Didn’t she too understand how much he cared for her?
What would he have done if she didn’t come back with him?
The sound of Y/N sitting down on the floor next to him, snapped him from his stupor.
His eyes drifted over to her figure wrapped delicately in a blanket while holding her hands out toward the glowing heat.
His gaze started at her soft lips then ventured upward, first to her nose, then eyes until it settled onto the dark patch on her temple.
“I apologize..” Kyojuro said, as he twisted himself around to grab a hold of a wooden box off to the side. “I forgot to patch up your wound.”
When he brought it back around, it was already opened and Y/N peered in to see what looked to be medical supplies inside
Kyojuro first pulled out gauze then tape, and then took out what looked like a bottle of disinfectant (well alcohol but same difference in this case).
He now faced Y/N, and beckoned her over with his hand.
She was hesitant, but quickly gave in once she remembered that Kyojuro would never hurt her even if he was upset.
Y/N dragged herself a few inches forward so that she would be much closer.
In complete silence, Kyojuro tended to her wound, making eye contact every few seconds.
Y/N carefully observed his actions as he cleaned up the blood, all the while keeping her hair pinned back from her face. The pressure of his hand against her head, caused a clear blush to present on her cheeks.
This was the closest they had ever been, honestly.
They’d been in a couple of jams together, but nothing like this; nothing like sitting naked in front of a fireplace with a measly blanket to cover their bodies.
It made her imagination run wild.
She desperately wanted to reach out and caress the skin of his face then let her hands dip downwards to his collar then soon to his abs, and lower.
Damn.
Right there, Y/N had to resist the urge to shake her head while it still rest in Kyojuro’s grip.
There was no way she was gonna let on what she was thinking; it would be disrespectful to the friend they had.
Besides, even if she (for all intents and purposes) was going to act on desires the like, she needed to apologize.
“Hey Kyojuro?”
“Yes?”
She took a deep breath, and let it out. “I’m sorry.”
Just as he fixed the gauze on her temple, his movements halted.
With no response, she continued. “You were right, it was reckless for me to jump in without thinking. It's just when I saw that demon about to attack you, my body reacted before I could think.”
Her heart began to pound against her chest as she thought back on how she felt in that split second.
“It’s no excuse I know, but I care about you so much and I couldn’t imagine not having you in my life because the truth is I love you.”
The gasp that escaped her almost startled the both of them. Kyojuro’s eyes were now freed from the dark expression they had earlier, instead blissfully glowing.
Y/N tried to muster some kind of explanation, but it all came out a bumbling mess. “I-I’m so s-sorry! What I m-mean is that I- obviously c-care about you because w-we’re friends and whatnot-”
Kyojuro listened to her ramblings at the same time his own heart was thumping wildly.
A fluttering sensation burst inside his chest, one he’d never felt, one he entirely welcomed.
He reached out, grabbing a hold of Y/N’s shoulder. Her muttering came to an abrupt stop especially when Kyojuro leaned forward, his lips a mere inch from her’s.
“Y/N... can I kiss you?”
Those four words caused her breath to hitch in her throat. It was so abrupt that it almost hurt.
He was so close that she could feel his breath sweep across her lips, all the while his fire-like eyes were drooped low instead of the usual wide eyed expression. And being that close, she could see the lust dripping from them.
Y/N nearly forgot what he’d asked, until he spoke again.
“Y/N?”
When she silently nodded her head, there was no thought behind it. Her desire for him clouded over her brain like a fog.
Kyojuro then leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against her’s.
A low groan escaped him as the skin of their lips touched; countless times he had imagined exactly what Y/N’s lips would feel like but to finally feel the real thing paled in comparison to what he’d dreamt of.
His hands traveled down from her shoulder to her back, and quickly pulled her to him.
Y/N couldn’t help the gasp that left her when he did so, which made him tease her bottom lip with his tongue.
Her hands planted onto his exposed shoulders as she reciprocated and stuck her tongue out just a bit. The sensation forced her to moan in his mouth, her eyes falling closed in the process.
The blanket wrapped around her body began to slip now revealing more skin; her lips still tangled with Kyojuro’s.
Several seconds passed before they pulled away, a wet smack of their lips sounding out into the otherwise quiet shack.
Now Y/N could see the pink dusting Kyojuro’s cheeks. It would’ve made her chuckle if she wasn’t so sure her own face looked ten times worse.
Kyojuro’s eyes traveled downward, catching onto more of Y/N’s exposed skin. While her chest wasn’t completely bare, the blanket hung just low enough to leave little to the imagination.
The sight stirred something deep within his gut, a feeling he’d experienced in the thralls of his own pleasure in the dead of night.
“Y/N, would it be okay if I touched more of you?”
The warmth on her cheeks became even more heated, but she already knew what her answer was. “Y-yes, of course.”
He then lightly tugged on the bit of blanket that kept her covered, causing it to fall completely away from her breasts.
For a moment, Kyojuro stopped breathing as he took in the softness of them. It's a little cliche, but he had honestly never seen a naked woman. Well, half naked woman.
One more look over, and Kyojuro was reaching forward to gently cup her breasts with his calloused head. As soon as their skin made contact, Y/N subconsciously arched her back to press her chest further into his hand.
He softly groped at her, simply enjoying the soft texture before groping her a little harder once that admiration turned to deep seeded desire.
His thumb then ran over her nipple, causing it to harden from the touch and making Y/N gasp in pleasure.
After that, he couldn’t resist the urge to lean forward and capture it in his mouth and began to lightly suck on it. His other hand came up to caress her other breast as he massaged her nipple with his tongue.
She mewled at the feeling, tilting her head back a bit as he kept going.
Kyojuro remained on one breast for a while then switched to the other to give it the same treatment.
It didn’t last as long because of his growing impatience, like the erection straining against the fabric of the blanket around his waist.
In one motion, Kyojuro gripped underneath Y/N’s thigh to lift her off the floor and lean forward to lay her on her back.
When fully planted to the wooden surface, Kyojuro kissed Y/N more fervently.
Y/N quickly wrapped her arms around his neck in order to pull him closer to her, moving her lips in a harmony with Kyojuro.
He pushed his body as close to her as he could, while he viciously made out with her. It seemed that previous gentleness he had earlier was beginning to slowly slip away.
His mind jumped to the battle; replaying the moment Y/N stepped in front of him and a demon attack.
The rage that filled his veins in that moment was nothing he’d ever experienced before, it even scared him how angry he became in that moment. And that exact moment solidified how much he cared for her, how much he loved her.
A sudden burst of energy shot through him, making Kyojuro rip himself away from her lips, and starting a trail down her body.
First, he kissed her neck then her chest again, then finally her stomach. He left several kisses in its wake, but stopped when he reached her tummy.
His hand then smoothed down her body to finally meet at her core; a finger pressing against her clit.
“Kyojuro~!” Y/N moaned as her legs twitched. She couldn’t help the way her hand latched onto his bicep at the same time he made light circles on the sensitive bud.
Her moans echoed throughout the small shack, sending waves of heat straight to Kyojuro’s erect cock. He hadn’t realized he was capable of getting this hard, yet here he was forcing himself not to grind against her thigh as he massaged her clit.
Wanting to hear more, Kyojuro moved on from the bundle of nerves down to her hole to feel how wet it was. He could have slipped right inside her with how slick her cunt had become, but he shook off the thought.
Much to Y/N’s dismay, he had unintentionally found out she was a virgin so he had to focus on prepping her so she would be able to take him with as little resistance as possible.
Slowly, he pushed his finger inside, immediately pumping in and out of her hole. He was enamored by the way her face twisted in a pleasure filled expression.
“Oh god…” She whimpered out, tightening around his lone finger. “Oh god, Kyojuro. It's so good.”
“Yeah? You like that? How about I add another?” Just as he said, he pushed a second finger into her heat, watching her stretch out to size.
Y/N gushed out more slick when Kyojuro’s pumping caught against her clit in time with his finger’s thrusts. There was so much, she felt the way it rolled down her ass and created a small puddle on the floor.
She heard Kyojuro growl loudly when wet sounds came from his thrusts in her tight cunt.
Embarrassingly, it was a sound she liked to hear.
In her lone sessions, she’d finger herself to the point of exhaustion and when she’d be wet enough to hear her fingers pushing in and out, it turned her on more causing her to quickly fall over the edge.
And she always imagined Kyojuro was the cause of that lewd noise like he was right now.
Y/N’s eyes wondered from Kyojuro’s face, to the hand that was hurriedly fucking her. Seeing him finger her so vigorously made a strangled moan leave her throat and at the same time in her peripheral, she saw Kyojuro subconsciously thrust upward.
That’s when it hit her; Kyojuro was just as turned on as she was. Instead of pleasuring himself, he attended to her desires.
Suddenly, she felt the need to do something in return for him.
“K-kyojuro?” She stuttered out in between bouts of her moaning.
She felt him significantly slow his pace, his eyes wearing a softer gaze. “Do you want to stop?”
“No, n-not at all. I just wanted to ask you if…” she shyly looked away from him. “If I could touch you too, while you touched me.”
He completely stopped his motions, before Y/N felt him move himself on top of her, leaving just enough room for his tip to press against her lower stomach.
Y/N looked up to meet Kyojuro’s line of sight, seeing the deep rooted heat within them that shined like stars.
“Of course, love.” He gently grabbed her hand and guided it to his girth, going as far as to wrap her fingers around the base.
He almost laughed again when Y/N’s eyes widened at the sheer size.
“You start at the bottom, and then you pump upwards; like this…” With her small hand still inside his, he directed her hand up his shaft causing his body to shiver at the sensation. “A-and then you go back down…think you can do that?”
She nodded eagerly, and soon started to pump him the way he’d shown her. And he began to thrust his fingers in and out of her once more.
They let out a harmonious moan, each shivering from the ecstasy the other provided.
“Y/N..”
“Kyojuro..”Both continued pleasuring the other, their moans growing louder as the knot inside their gut grew tighter and tighter with the oncoming release.
The closer she got to her orgasm, the faster she pumped Kyojuro’s length; the rhythm diverging into a crazed pace.
When she picked up speed, Kyojuro nearly came right there and then. Paired with her whimpers, and the wetness leaking from her he doubted he’d be able to hold out before she reached her release.In a flash, Kyojuro ripped Y/N’s hand away from his cock and pinned it above her head.
“What’s wrong? Did you…” Y/N squealed out when Kyojuro’s fingers had touched the special spot inside her. “..not like that?”
He shook his head. “No, that was perfect. But, I won’t last much longer if I let you keep going…”
“Oh fuck, Kyojuro…That’s so hot.”
She squeezed down on his fingers again, the knot being pulled tighter with every thrust and finally, it snapped.
Y/N choked out a high pitched moan, her legs twitching erratically, and her back arching up from the floor as her orgasm overtook her senses.
Kyojuro continued to finger her through her release, biting his lips to prevent a deep rooted groan to leave him. The mere sight of Y/N reaching her climax turning him on in ways he didn’t know were possible.
He had to be inside her, like now.
Y/N’s body soon went slack as she laid panting against the wooden floor, her face a sight of pure bliss.
Kyojuro slipped his fingers out from inside her, then lifted them up to his lips to lick her juices from his hand.
It took no longer than a few seconds for the blonde to lick them clean, and soon he was raising Y/N’s thigh up and positioning his member at her hot entrance.
She twitched once again at the feeling of him prodding at her hole, almost like she was trying to hide it but Kyojuro kept her legs propped open.
However, Kyojuro didn’t make any other movements instead he peered down at her to gauge her reaction.
“Y/N, tell me if you want to stop and I promise it ends right here.”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t want to stop. I want this, I want you.”
His response was a small smile, and a nod. He took a deep breath before slowly pushing inside of her.
At first, it didn’t seem so bad as it had only been the tip but the further he pushed his way in the more she stretched for him.
Trying to accommodate his size stung, and she couldn’t help but whimper with a sharp exhale following.
Kyojuro leaned down, holding his body up with one arm planted to the floor and the other rubbing soothing patterns into the skin of her outer thigh.
“It’s okay, my love. It’ll pass.” He whispered in her ear, gently kissing her cheek down to her neck.
Y/N wrapped her arms up around his back, gripping him tightly to be as close as possible when Kyojuro fully sheathed himself inside her.
He let out a quivering sigh, his body now trembling against her.
Feeling how tightly she wrapped around his cock, made him want to pound into her sweet cunt until she screamed his name but he remained still to allow Y/N time to adjust.
Her comfort was paramount to his lust.
After several seconds, the stinging sensation dulled a bit and so Y/N tilted her head to plant a kiss to Kyojuro’s cheek.
“Okay, you can move now.”
Kyojuro lifted himself out from the crook of her neck, “Are you sure?”
She nodded again. “I’m sure, Kyojuro.”
“Okay.” Then Kyojuro propped himself up, slowly beginning to thrust in and out.
For a split second, the stinging had returned but quickly disappeared the more Kyojuro moved against her heat.
Soon her noises of discomfort turned to ones of ecstasy. Kyojuro picked up the pace a little, absolutely adoring the way Y/N squealed in delight.
“Fuck, please go faster.”
Without a word, Kyojuro started an even faster pace, dragging his cock along her slick walls.
He reached underneath Y/N and gripped her ass in his hand to push her up and into him. At the slightly newer angle, granted Kyojuro a bit more access and he managed to hit that sensitive spot inside of her and she clawed at his back in response.
“Kyojuro! Oh god, do that again!”
Through gritted teeth, Kyojruo angled his hips once more and thrusted into her to hit the same spot again.
Y/N’s body suddenly jerked within his hold.
“Right there?” Kyojuro asked, his voice husky while hitting that spot over and over.
She hurriedly nodded, her eyes squinted shut as her fingernails made marks down his naked back. “Yes! R-right there…”
Knowing that, Kyojuro made sure to hit that same place each time he thrusted back into her pussy. And everytime, she’d let out a moan that was almost pornographic.
Not that he minded.
Before, he realized he was pistoning his hips against her’s in at a dizzying pace.
His back was raw with red stripes going the length of his torso, their moans mixing together in a symphony of pleasure, and Y/N clenched tightly around his cock as she was rapidly approaching her second orgasm.
It wouldn’t be too much longer when he was going to reach his, so in order to get her there first, Kyoujuro reached between them and rubbed at her clit.
Y/N couldn’t help digging her fingers within his blonde and red locks, her throat scratchy from all the moans Kyojuro forced out of her.
The same knot was forming in her gut once more, and Y/N knew she was almost to the end.
She tugged at his locks while gripping onto his back, “Kyojuro, I- ah~! I’m almost t-there..”
Kyojuro immediately rubbed Y/N’s clit quicker, his muscles tensing tightly in order to fuck her even faster than he had been.
“Then cum…” Kyojuro growled in her ear when he felt her tense around his shaft. “Oh god, cum for me, love. Fucking cum.”
Needing no more persuasion, Y/N fell right over the edge of her second orgasm. Her mouth fell open in a silent moan; a few broken ones stuttering from her throat as her vision went completely white and her legs tensing against Kyojuro’s hips.
He was nearing his release as well, and with a couple of more rough thrusts, Kyojuro pulled himself out of her entirely then blew his load onto her stomach.
Beside the crackling fire, their panting was the only other sound reverberating off the walls of the abandoned house.
Y/N had completely lost herself in the aftermath of her orgasm, she didn’t even notice when Kyojuro had wiped his mess off her skin and pulled her into his chest as they laid on the floor.
Kyojuro softly stroked at her hair, pushing aside the sweaty strands that stuck to her forehead. He didn’t bother to say anything, opting to simply allow Y/N to bask in the afterglow.
When she finally relaxed, Y/N moved her head back to stare up at him.
He smiled, “Hello there, how are you feeling?”
“Good, really good.” She smiled back.
He leaned down to softly capture her lips with his own. “That’s good to hear.”
She rested her head back against his chest, loving Kyojuro’s gentle caresses on her skin. At some point, she too caressed the skin of his chest.
They stayed like that for a while, until Y/N spoke up. “I am sorry about earlier today. I should’ve been more careful.”
“It’s alright, I probably could have expressed my worries in a more… mature way.” Kyojuro lightly scoffed to himself.
“I don’t blame you though; if you had done something like that for my sake, I would have been upset too.”
Kyojuro kissed the top of her head. “Well, let’s hope something like that never happens again.”
“Agreed.”
Y/N reached down to one of the blankets they’d left haphazardly on the floor, and brought it up to cover the both of them. She let a contented sigh as she snuggled into his side.
“Oh I forgot to mention something…” Kyojuro said out of nowhere.
“What is it?”
He brought his arms around her waist and hugged her even tighter to him, his signature smile grazing his features. “I'm in love with you too.”