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Needy

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Kokushibo felt... different today. Needy was more the word but he would kneel upon the wrath of Yoriichi before he admitted such a thing to himself. Or anyone, really.

Although that wasn't true, was it? Perhaps he would admit it to someone. Only if he was told to, of course.

And so he walked, his erection shifting uncomfortably against his clothes, making him wince ever so slightly.

It was a small movement, very unnoticable and probably wouldn't have been seen if Muzan hadn't been the one to summon Kokushibo to him with similar needs as his Uppermoon.

"Kokushibo," Muzan said as the Uppermoon dipped into a bow before him. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" the addressed demon repeated, confused though he had a hunch of what His Lord had meant. 

"You want something and you must tell me what it is," Muzan said, his intentions otherwise.

"I... I want you, Master," Kokushibo mumbled, knowing if he said anything else he'd be punished—though he wasn't completely against the idea if he said so himself.

"Do you, now?" the Demon Lord asked, although he'd known already.

Kokushibo nodded nevertheless, his face burning in embarrassment. This always happened. Always.

"Say it aloud, Kokushibo. Say it or I won't do anything about it."

"...Yes, Master." 

"Good boy. Now tell me what you want," Muzan said, a cruel smile forming on his lips. Kokushibo was his favorite entertainment.

"I want you, Master. I want you for... for myself," Kokushibo said quietly.

Muzan nodded. "Very well. I will see to your request. Sit down, Kokushibo."

"On the floor?" 

"On the floor," he confirmed.

Kokushibo did just that, settling into a sitting-kneeling position, his head bowed down in submission. 

Muzan stood in front of him, unbuckling his pants and slipping them off, watching it pile onto the floor. He fondled with his own cock for a moment, loving the longing expression on Kokushibo's face before he said, his voice commanding and stern as if he wasn't asking someone to fuck him, "Suck."

Kokushibo's mouth latched onto his Master's cock and he sucked obediently, with each motion the dick dug deeper into his throat, eventually hitting the back of it. Then, quite easily as if he was used to it—because he was, and the pain that was supposed to hit him then was a lot less given his rank as a demon—he deepthroated Muzan, his tongue swirling in random motions, trying his best to please his Master.

"Ngh... Fuck," Muzan moaned, his hand digging into Kokushibo's scalp, tugging at his hair. "Don't stop..." 

Kokushibo continued, his six eyes fluttering as he resisted the urge to pull away, his Master's cock pressed against is uvula uncomfortably, urgingly. 

It was getting harder for the Uppermoon to breathe, he could practically feel him down his throat with each thrust into his warm mouth.

Kokushibo's hands gripped onto Muzan's thighs and held them tightly, balancing himself, nails gripping onto the flesh tightly.

He could taste his Master's precum as he pulled the cock from his mouth, desperate for a little air. 

Muzan raised an eyebrow. "Did I allow you to stop?" he asked, his voice commanding with a quiver of annoyance.

Kokushibo bowed his head. "...No, Master, my apologies," he mumbled, moving to continue. 

Muzan moved away, grabbing Kokushibo by the neck, suddenly, and spinning him around so his back faced Muzan. 

"Kokushibo," he said quietly, tearing off the Uppermoon's clothes, carelessly tossing them aside.

"Yes, Master?" he said, his cheeks flushing at his sudden nudity, unsure how to feel about his body being out in the open once more.

Muzan slipped a finger into Kokushibo's mouth who sucked on them obediently. The demon lord pulled his hand away, fingering with his demon's asshole for a minute, slipping in two fingers at once, using the salive as lube.

Kokushibo closed his eyes as Muzan started a scissoring motion in attempt to open it up more. 

He slipped in a third finger and the Uppermoon bit back a gasp, not having done this in a while.

Muzan smirked and said, "You think that's enough?"

Kokushibo did not. But he nodded, desperate for the sexual attention to himself now. 

His Master nodded, deciding he didn't give a fuck that this was just his demon being needy, and lined his cock up with Kokushibo's ass, giving the Uppermoon a split second for readying before he shoved inside, cursing under his breath at the tightness. 

"Have you not fingered yourself, Kokushibo?" Muzan asked, his voice strained as he slowly thrusted into his demon, trying to get more comfortable.

Kokushibo's thoughts were muddled and he nodded shakily, his hands clutching onto Muzan's desk tightly, practically crushing it.

"Ahh, fuck," Muzan complained. "Fine." 

His hips moved quickly and he quickly found himself thrusting into Kokushibo's prostate causing his Uppermoon to let out a string of unholy sounds, both demon's minds practically melting in the midst of pleasure. 

Muzan continued, his pace somehow quickening till they looked almost blurred in their movement, moans filling the room and bouncing back at them.

And finally—after a couple minutes—Muzan said, between quick breaths, "I'm going to cum, Kokushibo... Will... Is it alright? In... you?" 

Kokushibo, barely registering this, bobbed his head slightly, though he wasn't quite sure what the question was.

The demon lord let out a breath and came inside the Uppermoon, both of their bodies seemingly relaxing simutaneously with a soft sigh.

Muzan pulled out and turned Kokushibo around to kiss him. 

"Hm, up for more?" he asked, noting how Kokushibo was still hard.

Kokushibo nodded eagerly and Muzan smiled—a cocky sort of smile as he led Kokushibo to the desk.