More One in Another yayyy! The next part, Part four, will be the last part before a special little announcement. Hope you guys enjoy! Fluff before getting into some spicy stuff >:)
As the moon rose high into the night sky, sitting amongst pearly stars and a black abyss, you followed aimlessly down the halls after a certain someone. Calloused hands held yours so gently, like you were but a flower's petal swaying in the spring breeze. He squeezed consecutively before glancing back at you with a warm smile that lit up even the darkest of shadows. Although, moonlight poured through the open air when you two rounded a corner to reach the veranda outside. The rosewood creaked under your feets while you both padded through his estate. Not a single sound could be heard aside from your delighted quiet giggles and a single owl cooing far in the distance. But, you two remained silent, a sort of thrill passing through you with your "secret" adventures in the night.
Your master and long-term partner Tanjiro was excitedly mentioning throughout the day about his surprise he had planned for tonight. You didn't think much of his surprise until you were getting ready for bed and waiting for him to join you. Ever since that night that seemed to change the trajectory of your life, you spent all your time with him. He brought so much joy to your life you truly couldn't imagine living without him. He was kind and lighthearted that you learned new sweet things about him every day. He made you laugh and treated you like you were the only one for him. By now, he had long disregarded your title as his tsuguko and now only called you his: his love. Although you still trained and worked under him, sparring only ended in a bundle of laughter with him smothering you in kisses and apologizing for any injuries. But you never minded his handling of you, his cherishing after made up for it. For now, these days with him consisted of pure love and content that you could almost dream you were two lovers residing away from any of life's worries.
Just like currently, he led you to the end of the patio and stopped, his arm falling slack and releasing your hand. With a wide smile, he turned to you before grasping for your hands again. You looked up at him expectantly. The moon highlighted his complexion in an ethereal glow, stars puddled in his eyes to make them shimmer with pure love. He lightly swung your hands back and forth while falling into a bashful expression. It was all so adorable you couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, can you do something for me love?" His words fluttered against your face as he tilted his head in such a demure way. You drew your thumb over the back of his hand.
"Of course, I'd do anything for you Tanjiro."
He smiled before pulling you close into his embrace. His arms wound around your waist to keep you near, head resting on your shoulder to nuzzle into your neck. He inhaled deeply before slowly sighing, his chest rising with yours to subtly guide your breathing too. For a moment, his comforting embrace left you with a deep sense of security that you couldn't help your eyes from falling closed. This touch reminded you of all those nights you spent in his arms being waded to sleep with his comforting breathing. It almost felt like those nights, where you fell asleep in his arms feeling nothing but content. Most of all, being this close enabled you to feel his heart resonate with yours. After a couple of moments, he pulled away. He stayed close when a different look cast his wine hues. He leaned you back with him so that your body had no choice but to utilize him as support-- which you didn't mind. He rocked you gently before a mischievous smile flourished across his lips. His hands fell down to your waist before he slowly started to turn you around until your back was pressed against his chest. For a moment, your heart began to race, your eyes widening ever so slightly, In just a simple night gown, you could feel his entire warm body seemingly burning your own. He was just so much taller and bigger than you that a small notion of excitement flashed through your body at the thought of him encompassing you whole. And your thoughts weren't helped when he leaned near your ear and rested his chin on your shoulder. Shivers went up your spine. In a low voice, starkly different from earlier, he spoke.
"Close your eyes for me," He never said it as a command or an order; instead, he whispered a sweet captivating tene to your senses that caused your eyes to immediately flutter closed. You couldn't help your breath from hitching, his hands had traveled up over your waist and rib cage until he reached your shoulders, where he gently squeezed. He smiled at your reaction; you seemed sensitive tonight. But he didn't act upon anything and instead pressed a kiss to your cheek.
"Perfect." Just hearing those words sent a shiver of delight up your spine yet you refrained from your body to start trembling. But with his presence so close to where you could feel each breath he made-- you could hear the love and sincerity in his tone-- was making things hard. You remained calm and waited for his next words. When no sound came was when you felt him begin to shift you around. Instinctually, you peeked your eyes open only for his hands to quickly come and cover.
"Keep them closed for me, okay darling?"
You were intrigued by his actions but you didn't care when he whispered words to you in such a cosetting tone-- you'd do anything if it meant hearing his affectionate words and feel his warmth against you. You followed him as he stepped you forward carefully, feeling your feet hit the soft grass of the gardens before continuing forward. He walked you achingly slow, putting to test your pure curiosity that was begging you to open your eyes. You expected to see the always neat florals and brush of his beautiful garden and you wondered what he could possibly be surprising you with. Yet you two traveled far, far enough or around little passages and spots that you didn't know where you were-- you lost track of direction pretty quickly. So you put your body in his hands and let him guide you. That was until you believed you stopped at the valley of a little hill. He released his hold on you, allowing you to feel the cool night air. An owl cooed in the distance.
"Stay right there for me. Open your eyes when I tell you to." Now, excitement brimmed in his voice causing a surge in your own heart. You didn't really care what he had planned; you just wanted to be with him on this perfect night. But you couldn't help a warm smile from gracing your features. And as the grass swished when he moved away did you imagine his delight and joy planning whatever the surprise was. He always cared for you-- he loved you so much. He loved showing his love, he loved telling you how much he loved you. There was simply so much love for you in his heart he just couldn't express it all. But he loved you, and that was all that mattered.
"Okay, you can open them...!"
With a racing heart, you did as he said. In front of you lay the most romantic whimsical scene. He had set out a little picnic spread with pillows and blankets. To the side was your favorite dessert, of which he made for you himself. Strung overhead between the branches of the willow tree were tiny lanterns that cast a soft glow amongst the other candles and lights. It was so beautiful and done with evidence of precise and care. It was all for you.
"Tanjiro... this is..." Words couldn't express how you felt. So much love suffocated you and squeezed your heart that it wasn't helped when he gazed at you with so much adoration. "I love it, thank you so much..."
He made his way to your side where he guided you to the blankets and settled you down. Still in disbelief, you were unable to do anything else but follow his lead. He sat you down next to him where he gently draped a plush blanket over you before leaning you into his arms. You accepted his invitation and snuggled close, especially when a cool breeze blew in the air. The leaves of the tree shivered and offered comforting noises, considering the songs of the insects and owls coos accompanied the melodies. He brought the plate over and offered you a bite. You gazed up at him in a way that left him in his tracks; you were so beautiful.
"I love you, Tanjiro." You whispered the words in a soft tone, like you truly meant it with every fiber of your being. With a small smile, you took a bite and relished in the flavor. He sincerely made this dessert with all the love he could offer. And it warmed you to your very core. Your smile grew until you closed your eyes and nudged into his shoulder. He only smiled down at you and kissed your head.
"I love you more than you know, Y/n." He sweetly murmured against your crown. After swallowing your piece, you glanced up at him from his words. So much love and adoration swirled in your hues. It squeezed his heart into an intense rate. His cheeks flushed a soft pink. You laughed at his expression, finding his fluster adorable. He might be a strong Hashira, but it seemed the presence of his one true love turned him into mush. But he laughed with you before bringing you into a deep kiss. Your visage morphed into peace and content from your initial giggles and scrunched face. You completely relaxed into his hold and even laid your plate in your lap in order to free your hand to brush over his jaw. Your fingers brushed his skin to bring him deeper into the kiss. He gratefully accepted and even reflected your actions until you tilted your head to accommodate his advances. With a sigh, he placed your desserts to the side and gathered you into his arms. He carefully lowered you down until you pressed against his body on top. The fwoosh of the pillows swishing sounded when he relaxed his weight and yours on them. Your hand landed beside his face to support you. You leaned back a little and pulled away in order to catch your breath. His hands fell down from your hair and face to rest heavily on your waist. He pulled you close until you were pressed flush to him.
He gazed up at you with droopy wine hues. But they sparkled with love like he was admiring the most ethereal piece of artwork. Which he was: your hair fluttered around your face, the candle-lit glow illuminating the contours of your face and each individual strand of your hair. Your rosy lips were parted, the lips he so earnestly wished would never leave his. Your chest fell up and down from your breaths, the robe tie loosening to let a sleeve rest dangerous close to falling off your shoulder and exposing your chest. Pink dusted your cheeks in the most beautiful way. You were perfect, his gorgeous love. He would make his love known, through any means possible. Because it was impossible to show the reaches of his love-- how much he cared for you. But it was attainable to shower you in as many affections as he could. You were just too perfect, wonderfully here with him on the moon lit night under the stars and in his arms. For moments, you two just gazed at each other, really basking in the love of the other.
That was until something seemed to overcome you two. You felt it in the way his hands slid lower down your body to rest over your hips. He didn't touch you in a suggestive way, he simply clasped his hands above the bones of your hips an above the bottom of your spine. Still, the touch was intimate and caused goosebumps to flourish over your body. You subconsciously leaned forward, sinking into his touch and further against his body. He adjusted his position which only carried your body on his momentarily. You felt his muscles ripple under his clothes, strong arms holding your hips for just a moment before he relaxed. This time, a renewed look of passion glittered in his eyes; he seemed to be yearning for something more. But as much as you wanted to indulge in his touch, you leaned away slightly and glanced to the side. The breeze shivered the air once more and with his body heat further away, the cool night air penetrated your skin. You trembled.
"Y...You didn't get to eat the dessert..." You voice came airy and breathless as you pointedly looked at his unfinished piece. "You should enjoy it, it's very tasty..." At this point, you were just murmuring nonsense-- anything to refrain from meeting his intense gaze. You began to lift yourself off him but were pleasantly surprised to be pulled back down. A gasp pushed from your throat when he squeezed you closer until your lips were inches from his.
"I don't need it when I have you."
There it was, that passionate side of him. You remembered that certain low tone from those many nights ago when the moon shone over him stumbling back drunk. That was when it all began, with you succumbing to his passions and desires-- secretly shared fantasies between you as well. Since then, you hadn't had the chance to indulge in another rapturous exchange; every night ended with exhaustion from your training resulting in content with falling asleep in his arms. But not tonight. It seemed his heart had other plans regarding this night with you; any tiredness leaving his body when seeing your round yearning eyes gaze at him. Fatigue was replaced with lust, and right now; he was brimming with a want for you. He wanted to make it up to you, from his forgotten first time due to his own drunken state-- he hardly remembered any sensation except for small snippets. But tonight, he wished to truly engrain you to memory. He only hoped you wished for the same.
His lips found your neck due to your silence in response. He kissed the sensitive skin gently, no intention of marking you... at least not yet. You were too precious to him; he only yearned to feel every part of you and see your reactions. He was working with the intention of no knowledge. Sure he's teased and probed at you before, but nothing intercourse-wise since that drunken night. So tonight, he explored you with a new passion. His lips had descended to the base of your neck where kissed and licked the delicate skin. The soft sensations sent shocks throughout your body. His mouth was so hot you could hardly take it. Between the heat of his body, and coolness of the air, your body was fluctuating in remaining calm. Your thoughts were running slower-- only having the abilities to think about him and how his lips had traveled to your exposed shoulder. There, he kissed you deeper; he gently sucked on the skin in order to feel your soft complexion. He was so slow and deliberate but still heated and feverish-- it was all too much. You squeezed your eyes shut and leaned away to give him more. He sat up with you still straddling him, letting his hands ascended to cup the small of your back. There did his hands fiddle with your robe's tie. He pulled away briefly to glance up at you, wine hues clouded with lust.
"Y/n, I want you."
Who were you to deny his request? With glazed eyes, you met his gaze and offered a laggy nod. But he only kissed your exposed shoulder, gently pressing against the skin between your chest and arm. His gaze never left yours.
"May I take this off...?" He mumbled, voice husky with desire. A small senile sound slipped from your lips; just what was he doing to you? Your body felt so sensitive to even the slightest of touch. It was tolerable with your robe acting as a barrier, but now that he skin to skin? You simply couldn't think straight. Yet, you brought your strength together in order to answer him.
"Y-Yes please..."
Your voice wavered and ended in a small moan. It was enough to have something break within him as he hurriedly untied your robe. The fabric came undone from your shoulders, falling from it's tucked position around your torso to reveal your body. He marveled at the sight. You were ethereal... otherworldly like the most beautiful of angels sent from the heavens above. He basked in your beauty: complexion and soft curves illuminated by the moon and the candles. He slowly brought his hands up to your shoulders to push the fabric off. The pads of his fingers only briefly brushed your skin, but it was enough to have even more weak sounds ring from your throat. Your hands clutched his own clothing where you pushed apart the fold of his robe in order to plant your hands on his chest. His heart beat rapidly under your palms to the point he resonated with you. Your chest fell rapidly up and down while you caught your breath, unable to handle his intruding touches. What you weren't expecting was for him to sit up straighter and lean you back into his arms. He carefully shifted you down onto the blankets and amongst the pillows, grasping for your robe and tugging it off to the side. Now, you were completely exposed.
He gazed at you with such an indiscernible look you slightly trembled. Subconsciously, you folded your arms over yourself and brought your knees up and close. But he quickly leaned forward and pulled your limbs away. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, he caught your lips with his. This kiss was passionate like the first but so inviting. He was opening himself to you, being vulnerable with you, especially when he reached to undo his own robe and cast it away. Without breaking the kiss, he guided your hands to his shoulders, prompting you to tangle your hands in his hair and let you explore a little. Your hands fell down his shoulders and shoulder-blades before trailing down his spine and back. Your soft hands felt like ghosting feathers that he didn't stop the trembles from wracking his body. It was a reaction that left you breathless-- or maybe that was him stealing all your air away. Nonetheless, he pulled back in order to descend down your neck once more. He didn't take much time, not when more of your was exposed to him that his lips hadn't learned. He traced over your collarbones and the crest of your chest before moving further. Your sounds only encouraged him to kiss you more: your moans rang clearly in the air seeming to echo off the night atmosphere. You'd begin with a small gasp before bridging into a high sound that broke of with a shaky whimper. It was all so beautiful he just wanted more.
"You're so pretty..." He mumbled into your skin. The breath wafted the most sensitive parts of your chest. Your eyes flew open with a gasp. Your hands that had been gently scraping against his scalp suddenly tightened their hold when his lips brushed your perked nipples. Your lips parted with a breath, but no words sounded. You subconsciously tugged him away from such sensitivities. But the way his wine optics gazed so lovingly into your relaxed you if just a little. His large hands gently squeezed the sides of your ribcage.
"It's okay, I'll make you feel good..."
Slowly, you were reassured and began to relax. He opened his mouth to take a bud in before gently closing. The feeling of his wet and warm tongue circling and flicking your nipple sent shocks of pleasure through your body. Your head fell back with a sigh as you let him do whatever he wished. This sensation ignited your body, sending all fire to your core. You trembled and careened from his touch, yet you only arched into his mouth and offered him more-- of which he gladly accepted. When he was thorough with one breast did he move to the other, releasing your swollen nipple with a wet pop. He pressed a kiss to your sternum before moving to the other nipple to treat you with the same touches. You wearily left your head to meet his gaze before falling into more mindless moans. You shifted and squirmed under his persistent touches, only able to tug his hair. His tongue lapped at the bottom curve of your nipple, finding a rhythm that he knew you seemed to like-- evident from your moans and shaky gasps.
"You're so pretty, baby..." He hummed against your skin when he pulled away. He kissed the mound before continuing down. His lips tickled the valley of your stomach, causing your breath to waver and falter. Plush lips pressed every possible corner and crevice of your body. Momentarily, he moved to the side over the bones of your ribs and right under the curve of your breasts. Peteled kisses flourished over your skin, only being enhanced by the wandering hands following suit. The callouses on his palms tickled you in just the way that left goosebumps in their wake. His hands squeezed and pressed your body: from your sides and trailing over your stomach. He ventured to caress your chest, rolling the sensitive buds between the pads of his fingers before pinching. This produced a melody of moans to come tumbling from your lips, especially when he continued further with his lips. Now near passing into your lower half, he ravaged you with a newfound desire. He now chose to nip and bite your skin with the purpose of leaving marks, especially due to the thinner skin around your hips and beyond. He slipped between you legs, bringing them apart to access the insides of your thighs. He met your gaze when you glanced down; his hands tightened on your legs. Never breaking eye contact, he turned to your plush flesh and resumed his kisses. He started slow and sensual before completely nibbling and sucking the sensitive skin. Your legs tried to flutter closed but he was simply too strong that there was nothing you could do. He pressed kisses after the reddened marks as a sort of apology. It was signaturely sweet you relaxed ever so slightly, and more so when he briefly pulled away.
"You're beautiful," He breathed before moving to the other thigh and giving you the same treatment. You gasped and trembled. His lips brushed your skin. "My pretty girl..." He mumbled seemingly mindlessly and to no one in particular except to gratify his own ears. You whimpered in response. He took the moment when you relaxed his his hold to glance up at you. Your chest fell up and down and even shuttered with certainly strained whimpers and whines. It was fascinating; he wasn't doing much to you yet this was your reaction? His mind couldn't help but wander to how you must have been during that night: your body, your reactions, your voice... What faces did you make? What did you say to him aside from your confessions? He was mostly disappointed that he would never know any more besides small snippets. So to bask in everything-- with full consciousness-- was unraveling a tight knot in his stomach. And he just couldn't take it anymore.
"God b-baby..." He began, voice wavering from his breaking restraint. You glanced at him while he rose back up your body, leaving kisses in his wake. "I-I need you... I, I just can't anymore..." There was something more to his words that piqued your interest. Gradually, from his soothing touches, you relaxed and slowly regained your cognitive abilities. Your now clear eyes gazed at him in worry, a hand brushing his cheek. He simply gazed back at you with that look, something that made your heart squeeze. This Tanjiro was vastly different from the one you slept with that night; he seemed calm and needy opposed to taking charge. Yet, both still treated you like you were porcelain that could break at any moment. He brought himself away after pressing a kiss to your palm.
"I... I regret what I did that first night...I--" He adjusted himself, pushing your legs to the side right atop his own. Your face flushed as he rose up, distracted by the way his muscles flexed when they were illuminated by gentle glow like currently. Your eyes drew further, over his hips and down his v-line until--
"Hey, look at me,"
He squeezed your thigh until it pressed against his hip before he cupped your hips to pull you closer. Your breathing hitched with a small sound slipping. But you faced him, and his desirous gaze.
"I want to make it up to you..." He leaned forward, hands on either side. The soft scent of pine and sage filled your senses, his warm body shielding yours from the chill. Such an intense look gazed at you, you couldn't return it. Your lips trembled when you swallowed. He moved forward to press a kiss to your cheek before remaining there. You turned to face him, forehead touching his until he occupied your entire plane of sight. He shifted.
"Please, let us enjoy this... together."
Something round pressed your aching hole, spreading your sheer arousal before slipping in. By the time you comprehended what was going on, he was already filling you to your limit. You jerked forward, lifting your body onto your forearms which momentarily pushed you back. But his large hand found your hips to bring you back and all the way onto his cock. A high moan strung from your lips as your eyes fluttered closed. Your head rolled back, neck unable to support itself in such a folded position-- especially not when he was already so deep inside. The head of his cock pushed against that certain spot, earning broken whimpers and moans to ring into the air. He observed you when ever now and then you'd glance down, seeming to find pleasure in seeing him pull almost all the way out before plunging back inside. When he did so, you melted and trembled around him, your and his arousal spilling out around the shaft of his cock with each push and pull. He was pleasing you so feverishly, already falling into a moderately smooth and fast pace that left you gasping. Your legs shook before falling atop his for support. With the position, he rocked your body with each thrust. This sent shivers of pleasure cascading down your spine; with this position, you felt like he was pleasing you to your very core-- whole body involved and infected with his love. For all your training and strength, your arms were close to giving out anyways. Your shoulders strained and your biceps began to tremble. But the pleasure kept you going; you didn't want it to stop.
"Mmm, h-haa... You f-feel so good..." His voice caught and strained on his words, pushing from his throat with lascivious intent. Following his compliment, he began thrusting harder. He was already so deep that these intense movements you felt to your very stomach. He forced wet gasps and trembling moans to ring from your chest. He stretched you out so well in a way that you had forgotten since that night. The pain was comforting, in a way; it let you know he was one with you. But it was almost too much, especially when the thin skin stretched around the veins of his cock when he pulled out and pushed in. Your eyes fluttered closed.
"S-so... big..."
Tanjiro focused back on you with your breathless words. Your observation sent shivers down his spine, the way your thoughts flowed aimlessly from your lips due to the way he was fucking you so good made something tighten in his core. You reached for his arms planted to either side and clawed at his bicep. Your nails dug into his skin that he believed would have been similar to that night-- he wasn't holding back then. Yet, he wasn't entirely restrained right now either. He was brimming with ravenous desire that he believed he'd wear you out before his own break. He was more inclined by that belief when your moans increased in pitch and now fell as borderline cries. You hung your head and weakly whimpered. You just squeezed around him that a small gasp escaped his own lips. Everything was too much. Both your passions and love flowed into the same pool of desire-- and it was close to spilling over. Especially for you.
"T-T-Tanji...ro...!" You cried, finally lifting your head to gaze at him with teary eyes. He searched your gaze, not knowing what to do except continue at his same pace. You current state only pushed him further until a small laugh escaped his lips. He wasn't amused or anything, he was simply... overwhelmed-- and also trying to keep any desperate sounds from sounding. Instead he leaned close, his cock pushing deeper inside. You whimpered.
"Ahh Y/n you're so... I just..." He was stumbling over his words, each consonant and vowel aching his vocal box. "I...I..."
But he couldn't finish his sentence, not when you had already squeezed your eyes shut with a small cry. He then felt you flutter and tremble around him before falling silent. You seemed to curl as close as you could into yourself, which wasn't much due to his own body. But you shuttered and shook while keeping together. He slowed before stopping and gently pulling out. The emptiness relieved the pressure in your lower stomach, enabling you to breathe without shocks of pleasure shooting through you. He pulled away and set your legs down. It was then you collapsed with small trembles and whine, although much quieter now. Tanjiro's chest still heaved as he comprehended what happened. His cock almost felt numb from the sensation, not used to this much passion and love, along with sensations, to be felt in such a heightened way. He offered you a pillow which you mindlessly pulled close to bury your face in. He pressed a kiss to your forehead but felt you weren't focused on him-- instead lost to your own emotions. As an effort to sooth you, he eased down along your body, pressing kisses to your stomach and hips before gently tugging your legs apart again. He glanced up when the pillow shifted, only seeing your closed eyes. He never broke his gaze, wanting to make sure he wasn't pushing any boundaries with you so sensitive. He kissed right at your lower stomach before moving to your thighs. He relished in the way his previous marks were beginning to flourish into bruises and bites. But he disregarded that and moved in between.
"Tanjiro..." You quietly sighed, so small he almost didn't hear. But he quickly looked up. Your eyes remained closed but you had moved the pillow away to reach for his head, where you brushed through his hair. He nudged into the touch, enjoying the feeling of your nails brushing his scalp. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips, sensing he was enjoying this. It didn't fail to go unnoticed by him. He took your reaction as a sign to continue as he lowered his head.
"D...Did I do something like this that night...?" He quietly wondered, breath wafting your heated core. That seemed to get a reaction out of you, your sheer arousal attested to that. He dipped closer, enough to finally lap out and lick your sensitivities. Your hand tightened on his hair before relaxing. You sighed, succumbing to the building pleasure once more. But you were surprised how close you were to falling off again; everything was just so sensitive it was hard to withstand. Not when his warm wet tongue encompassed your sex from your dripping messy hole to your swollen clit. His circled the bud before moving in the cardinal directions. He then traveled down to push and probe at your entrance, diving his tongue to furthest it could go. His saliva and his and yours arousal dripped around your entrance, leaving you completely wet. Small broken moans tumbled from your mouth; you were exhausted from earlier that you just couldn't take any more energy in your sounds, not when he fucked them all out previously. He moved back up to your clit, swishing around before sucking. He knew just what pressure to apply and pull with to have your body shuttering all over again. He found delight in pressing just under the bud in the crevice, it allowed him to feel you gaping for more as well as seeing your body shake from the sensation. It was beginning to be too much again; your core was on fire. Reaching to the crown of his head, you scratched him lightly. Weak whimpers fell from your lips.
"Y-you... didn't... you--" It had been long moments since his question, but it took you until now to respond. The words pained you, pushed from your chest as he continued to lap at your sensitive bud. But slowed from your answer and looked up at you; yet, you didn't dare look down.
"Hmm? Well..." A calloused hand left the side of your leg and brushed between your thighs. Your eyes flew open.
"Did I do this then...?"
Two long thick fingers slipped into your depths. They weren't anything compared to him, but it was just enough to begin loosening the knot in your stomach. You tugged his hair and tried to pull him away. But in your post weakened state, you simply couldn't. All you could do was succumb to his actions and let him do as he pleased. He started at a smooth pace, really pressing at all your extremely sensitive spots. Specifically, he probed at a spot deep inside, curling his fingers up in order to do so. This sent your body into trembles. Your hand flew to your mouth, silencing your cries. He peered up at you.
"I want to hear you darling," His breath wafted your dripping core. "Tell me, did I do this to you...?" He pumped harder and faster before leaning back to suck and lick your clit once more. It was too much that your hand fell from your face to sound your cries and sobs. You shook your head, but it wasn't enough.
"Y-Y-You... you didn't...!" Your voice cracked at the end, but you believed this would slow him momentarily. And you were right, but too late. He only pushed harder at that special spot, all while sucking and licking your clit with feverish intent. It was enough to push you off your small ledge. Your tried to close your legs but he kept you apart even with one hand. He turned to your thigh and bit the plush flesh with the intention of drawing blood. A small squeak left your lips but you stopped resisting. Eventually, you calmed down and wearily blinked your eyes open to focus on him. He only gazed lazily back.
"Is that so?" He mused, resting his cheek on your thigh. Your face flushed. How could he be so calm? By your silence, he took that as a "yes". He breathed deeply before sitting up. You sighed and relaxed. That was until your legs were hoisted against his shoulders and chest. In a sudden movement, he leaned forward, nearly bending you in half when slipping back in. You gasped; this time, he filled you all the way-- more than he had previously. It was all too much, simply too much. Your cries filled the air as all you could do was just take him. But it was hard to when he was thrusting so deep and rough. You'd surely be aching in the morning, more than you probably where that night. His passion and love was overwhelming; he was taking so much of you and giving you more than enough. You clawed at his forearms again, sinking your nails into his skin. Tear welled and fell down your cheeks as another orgams quickly began building. You didn't know how much longer you could withstand.
"So, did I j-just fuck you like t-this... over and.. ugh..." He couldn't even speak this was becoming too much for even him. You squeezed him much he could hardly move, if not thanks to your previous arousals from helping him. The filthy sounds of your body and his merging gratified his ears in a way that sent shivers do his spine. He was coming close to falling off a high precipice. "... over again? D-did I stretch you out, make you unable to s-speak?"
Weak cries where all that sounded. Your head rolled to the side as you waited for your orgasm to wash over-- it was only a matter of time before the knot loosened, especially when he had you bent in a way that you could feel him in your throat. Tears pooled down your jaw and neck; it was getting hard to breathe. But Tanjiro found it all so beautiful; ultimately, it was what was pushing him off the ledge. God, you were so beautiful, he couldn't stand it any longer. His brows furrowed as he gave you all that you could handle. You only sobbed.
"T-T-Tell me... d-did I--" He drug a sharp breath through his teeth, gazing at you with so much want and desire.
"Did I cum in you...? Please..." His movements were getting sloppier. "Please l-let me cum in you... please!"
His strained broken voice, so full of sincerity and love, unraveled you undone. You violently shook with your last orgasm, each more intense than the last. Sobs wracked your body with drops of tears spilling down your rosy cheeks. So many whimpers and whines strung from your lips you surely had to have lost your voice by now. But you still had the strength to muster your last words.
"Y...Yes...! Please...!"
With your permission, he finally broke and stuttered his hips against yours. His cum went deep inside you, even spilling out and around his cock. He panted heavily while watching the scene unfold; he was simply mesmerized by you. He loved you, so much it pained his own heart. In a sudden realization, he believed he had overdone it again. There wasn't going to be many marks on you this time, but the emotional and physical fatigue would be worse than the first time. He carefully pulled out and set your legs to the side. By then, you had gained your breath back. But you were so exhausted it hurt to even open your eyes. He quickly gathered you in his arms.
"Y/n I..." He held you close and draped the blankets over your trembling body. "What have I done to you...?"
He could obviously answer his own question, yet it still shocked him. He hurriedly found something to clean you up with. Afterwards, he bundled you up and settled down on the picnic cloth, you body curled into his. By then, you had regained most of your cognitive abilities and rest peacefully against his chest. You wearily opened your eyes, sensing the usual comfort he swarmed you with was replaced with worry and sorrow. You shifted to look up at him. Although, round and glossy, you eyes still gazed at him with so much love-- even a small smile found your lips.
"Tanjiro, it's okay... I'm okay," You reached up to brush a palm over his cheek, of which he gratefully nudged into. The insects buzzed, the moon was still high overhead. Each star glimmered and shone prominently on you two. For moments, you just looked at him: he was your love, your sweet Tanjiro. He turned to kiss the palm of your hand, offering a bashful smile back before leaning in and softly kissing you. This kiss held no hidden desires like previously; no, now he kissed you with pure love. And nothing but love. He pulled away.
"I love you Y/n, there's no one else for me but you..."
You smiled and nudged back into his chest, fitting into the curve of his body. He pulled you tighter and sighed contently. Moments passed where you drifted in and out of sleep. Comforted by his presence and warmth, you crossed into the land of dreams where only he and you existed with your love. Because with him, you would never have to worry about anything. You were safe with the comforts of him; because he was yours, your sweet lover, Tanjiro.
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Keep a lookout for part four 😈😈 also if I'm a little slow at updating it's probably cuz I'm working on some other projects, especially my other fic book (which you shud totally check out but whatever no pressure 🙂↕️) so I apologize in advance 💔💔 I luv you guys, thanks for everything 💗💗