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"π»πππ.. ππππ πππππππ.. πΈππ ππππππ ππ πππ.. "
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βββ ο½₯ qοΎβ: *.β½ .* :βοΎ. βββ
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Urogi Headcanons
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"π΅ππππ ππππ! πΏπππππ! πΌπππ.."
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βββββββΉβ±β«β°βΉββββββ
πππππ π’ππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππ ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππ πΈ'ππ ππππ πππππππππ! πΈ ππππππππππ ππ ππππ! π«ΆπΎπ§‘β¨
NO BECAUSE ILY/P FOR THIS. π JUST IMAGINE HAVING HIM WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER AND KEEPING HIM IN CHECK WHEN TALKING TO YOU. HAVING TO REMIND HIM YOU DON'T TAKE ANY SHIT FROM HIM ππβΌοΈ
Sub Sekido is so π just imagine overstimulating and making him cry and whimper bc of him being a brat
augh you're so correct, I love thinking that he always acts tough around everyone, giving zero fucks about everything, yelling and scolding the other clones and knowing they won't call him out on his behavior but the second he tries to bring this attitude to you, the only thing he receives is a firm slap against his cheek Β«considering you're more powerful than he isΒ» one that could almost rip his head off. you take the matter into your own hands and set him for punishment.
he now sits on your lap, back facing you, arm gripping his torso and hand edging him for the eighth time. his abused dick looking red and sore for multiple and tortuous handjobs, he grunts before he whimpers, biting his lip uselessly because he can barely keep his mouth shut. you torture him to the very last second so he learns to think twice before acting like a brat around you.
βs-stop this.. i've learnt the lesson!β he cried out.
βshut your mouth.β your hand slaps his cock, making him flinch "the punishment is done whenever i say it's done."
Omg--yessπβ¨π
A quick lil Hantengu/Karaku pussy eating smut bc I need him bad π§π»ββοΈ(you could apply this to any of the clones tbh you do you)
Warnings: pussy eating, degradation, not non con but reader is a little scared at first, squirting,a demon is eating your pussy idk what else to tell you. This might be the nasty pussy eating fic Iβve ever written MDNI
You knew the second you saw a humanoid shape moving in the shadows you were fucked. Taking this short cut home through woods had always been a risk and your luck had run out. You knew it was demon before he even stepped out into the moonlight by the ways the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.
βWell, what do we have here?β A sickly sweet voice asked. The demon stepped out from the shadows, tall, muscular and horned. Youβd never seen a demon before in real life. You werenβt a slayer, just another villager. There was instinctually fear in having this predator before you, but something else just below the surface. He wasβ¦ alluring. Handsome when he should be grotesque. You felt sick in the head for thinking so.
The demon was suddenly before you, stunning you with his speed. βYouβre a shy thing, are you?β He was walked around your body, sizing you up. Your hear hammered in your chest. He licked his lips. βThe pretty ones always are.β
When you looked in his eyes, your blood went cold. His pupils read βupper rank 4.β Even with you limited knowledge of demons, you knew an upper rank was the most dangerous of them all. Your body shook with fear. βPlease donβt hurt me,β you blurted out helplessly.
Surprisingly, he chuckled. βWho said I wanted to hurt you?β You flinched slight as he ran a finger along your cheek. βPretty thing like you would be a waste to kill.β He leaned in, his lips ghosting over your ear. βBesides, Iβm hungry for something else tonight.β
Your body shivered, though for an entirely different reason. It felt so wrong to respond to a demon in this way. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. βI-I donβt know what you mean.β
In a flash you were on the ground, the demon on top of you. βP-please donβt!β You cried. You werenβt sure what he wanted to do to you, though the look in his eyes gave you a hint.
βTold you Iβm not gonna hurt you,β he kicked a stripe up your neck, making you gasp. His hands were pinning down your wrist to stop you from squirming - though you werenβt putting up much of a fight. βIβm going to make you feel good. Pleasure you.β
He stuck his tongue out again and you caught a glimpse of the kanji for βpleasureβ tattooed on it. Heat pooled between your legs at the sinful sight. βB-but youβre a demon. Itβs wrong.β You stumbled over your words as he sucked at your neck, right over your jugular.
He let out a dry laugh. βDonβt act like youβre not aroused, I can smell it from here.β Your face went bright red, which only made him laugh more. βYou humans, so virtuous.β His hands were between your legs, rubbing at your throbbing core over your underwear. βIβm going to devour you.β
You gasped as he ripped your underwear off, exposing your pussy to the his eyes and the cold night air. He was no longer holding you down but you did run from him. Not just because it was pointless, but because, fuck, your pussy was aching and you wanted him to fix it. You were sick with shame and desire.
βMy name is Karaku,β the demon said, slotting himself between your legs, βI want to hear you scream it when you cum on my tongue.β You bit your lip, watching him with anxious anticipation. He licked a stripe up your pussy, letting your arousal coat his tongue. βMmm, fucking soaked. And all for a demon? Youβre not as innocent as you act.β
He did just a he said: he devoured you. His mouth moved against with speed and force that you didnβt even know was possible. Well, maybe it wasnβt for human men, but for him it was. He sucked hard on your clit, before grazing his teeth over it, loving how your whole body jumped.
Karaku pressed his tongue into your tight, sopping pussy. He wriggled his tongue inside you and it was the most sinful and pleasurable thing you ever felt. βFuck,β you whined as he pulled away. He watched your pussy clench around nothing, driving him wild.
βPussy fucking begging for me. What a dirty girl you are,β he purred. His hands dug into your plush thigh to keep you spread open for him. His nails threatening to cut your skin.
His mouth returned to your wet heat, though less intensely. He wanted to drag it out, to tease you. He circled his tongue around your hole, never dipped in like he knew you wanted. He switched between teasing your hole and sucking on your click, turning you into a whimpering miss.
βPlease!β You cried, your need damn near painful. Your whole body was pulsing for him, you didnβt even care how wrong it was. The demon just laughed at you. You were desire over-rid your fear. You went to grip his hair, but your hands wrapped around the solid horns on his forehead instead. You used the grip as leverage grinding into his face.
Karaku let out a deep, feral moan. βLook at you fucking my face. A demons face. Youβre sick for wanting me. Nasty fuckinβ slut,β his words were so dirty, but laced with desire. It only made you more desperate for release.
Karaku could easily have stopped you from fucking his face, but he didnβt want to. He loved being buried in your pussy, his tongue fucking you, tasting you. You were sweeter than most humans.
βKaraku,β you whimpered as you bucked your hips against his face. Your were so close; each time his nose nudged your clit pleasure pulsed through you.
βThatβs it. Cum on my fucking tongue,β he demanded. He pressed his tongue impossibly deeper into you.
βKaraku fuck!β You cried out as the coil in your stomach snapped. The pleasure you felt was white-hot, more intense than anything youβd ever felt. You squirmed and moaned as he licked you through your orgasm. You were gasping, tearing in your eyes. It was so good it almost hurt.
His tongue flicked relentlessly over your overly sensitive clit. Suddenly your body shuddered, overcome by another wave of ecstasy as you squirted all over his face.
βOh, fuck youβre dirty,β karaku purred, lapping up every last bit of your release. He finally pulled away, his face glistening with your release in the moonlight. As you caught your breath and came down from your high, fear and shame crept back in. What did you just do?
You tried to scramble away, but Karaku grabbed you by the ankle, pulling you back to him. βOh, youβre not going anywhere. Iβm taking you back to my brothers and we are going to have some fun.β