《Tanjirou x Reader One-Shots (commissions open)》♡7 minutes!?-modern AU♡
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(I have... died... and forgotten how to sleep... its 4 am.. I need to be up at 6... my life people. Whatever at this point, my body is already jacked up on insomnia soooooo idc
All characters have been aged up to 18... (slight dom warning//spice//suggestive) okay, mega dom warning...
Enjoy you filthy sinners. Then again, I'm not one to talk.
~
Inosuke's hand pressed firm against your back, pushing you into the closet. "W-Wait! Inosuke!?" You stuttered as you whirled around to face the front of the closet door. There was small thin lines of light letting you see a small portion of the outside.
Otherwise, you couldn't even see your own hand inches from your face. It was majorly dark inside the closet except for the small light seeping through the cracks of the door.
"L-Let me out of here! Zensitu!? Nezuko, come on!" You banged against the door but there was a quick sound of the door latching.
You let out a loud huff and landed back against the wall of the closet. Not like anything much was in it, just three or four coats that just got hung up.
Your finger angrily tapped against your arm as you glared at the small amount of light seeping through. "This is the last time I check up on you guys..."
They had been staying over at your place to have a party of some sort since everyone had a smaller place. Not like you minded, they were always doing that sort of thing.
You let out a loud huff, clearly upset that they threw you into the closet for some unknown reason to you.
Without warning, the door opened. You reached out to try and get out but they just shoved someone else in after opening it. Your back was immediately thrusted against the wall in a pure force.
A small groan escaped you. "(Y/n)? Is that you? I can't really see." Your eyes shot open, although in the limited dark, you could barely make out Tanjirou himself pinning you against the wall.
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"Oh, hey Tanji-Kun." You sighed not sure if your voice showed the embarrassment you felt. With all the will power you had left, you glanced upwards.
Both of his arms were pinned by your head as he glanced out at the light. "Quite the predicament, but I'm not complaining."
Your cheeks flushed with a loud blush. "W-whats that supposed to mean?" He turned to look at you with a giggle that melted you to the floor.
"Well, I'd rather it be you than Inosuke or Zensitu..." He said plainly. You took notice that he hadn't removed his arms from aside your head, thus freeing you from the pin.
You were glad of the concealing darkness that kept your blush hidden from his rosewood eyes. "Haha... I g-guess that's true..." Even more so than before, your blush grew across your skin.
"You're quivering (Y/n)..." You glanced down to see your legs shaking. Everything about you felt weak right now and you couldn't help it.
"I-its just cold." In response, he leaned in so his mouth was pressed up against your ear. His warm breath covered the entity of your skin making you force down a gulp.
"By your reaction... It seems you're shaking for another reason." As he talked, he leaned in closer to you, inches away from your shaking body.
Your body completely froze, stuck to the wall. Was this a ploy by Zenitsu and the rest? If so, it was working drug like wonder on your mind.
Still, you couldn't deny the fact that you craved him. Him taunting you like this was something you couldn't handle. "I wonder..." Tanjirou lowered his hand until it reached the base of your throat. "Is it... because of me?" He trailed a finger up your throat until it reached your chin, tilting it so you looked him in the eye.
It took most of your might not shut your eyes, but there they were, two shinning rosewood orbs glinting in the limited light of the closet.
You forced a small squeak to leave your lips, causing Tanjirou to chuckle breathily. "If that's a yes... I'm flattered cherry blossom..."
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You. Were being pinned. In your own closet. By Tanjirou Kamado of all people!? Not that you minded. You two shared something of a complicated relationship. Neither of you officially claimed each other as your own, but always gravitated towards each other anyways.
Your hands shakily rose to clamp onto his arms, steading your form. "Come now... We just got started and you already need assistance standing?"
He leaned in again and pressed a kiss to your ear. You couldn't take much more of his taunting and teasing much more.
You wanted him to mess up your insides or atleast just fuck up your mouth until it went numb. You grabbed the hem of his jacket and pulled him into a deep kiss.
He flinched under your touch, not expecting a move like that to come from you. (Advantage to being a switch if you ask me) Soon, he melted underneath you and began to regain himself. His hands latched around your wrists and pinned them to the wall.
A small gasp escaped through the kiss making Tanjirou growl. Your mind cried out, wanting him to be more careful with you. It wasn't long until he pressed his tongue against your own, asking for access inside.
You denied. He would have to earn it. Your body pressed against the wall, separating it from him. "(Y/n)... you're really making me beg... for something so stupid?" Of course you were, your own dominant side needed to be satisfied. A playful smirk grew on your lips even though he was the one to have your hands pinned.
He crashed into your mouth again and pressed you flush against him. Before you melted again, you brought your knee up and softly moved it. Tanjirou gasped into the kiss, "(Y-y/n), please...~" Right away, you slipped your tongue inside of his mouth.
Your heart began to pound inside your chest, wanting more than just a simple makeout. His grip on your wrists tightened when you caressed the area a bit harder with your knee.
"S-Stop... you're gonna m-make it..." Tanjirou leaned back and slammed you against the wall again. A low growl erupted from the base of his throat telling you not to cross that line.
The kiss you two shared began more intense. Loud sounds of your panting and Tanjirou's growl filled the dark closet. Instinctively, your legs pressed together and tensed.
Tanjirou pulled away, breaking the string of mixed Saliva you two shared. He brought your hands above your head, pinning them with one while the other cupped your waist.
"No no... Naughty girl..." His knee pressed between your knees, spreading them apart. He tilted your head up towards the ceiling with his free hand. Your eyes shut as you began to quiver, now falling back down. He kissed your exposed throat and neck, making you moan softly.
"That's right, say my name..." His teeth grazed your skin in a mix of soft kisses to something more sensual. He licked the exposed Skin before biting down. Right away, a involuntary moan left your lips. "T-Tanji-Kun..." He kept leaving behind his mark on your skin while his hand trailed down the lenses of your body.
With each mark and the direction his hand was going, it was making your body more excited then ever.
Without warning, he pressed a lazy kiss to your mouth. He softly rubbed on your cheek. You two separated just as an alarm went off behind the door. He leaned back, wiping the drool from his mouth.
You barely had enough time register what was going on when Tanjirou shot you a flirty wink. "Meet me up stairs if you wanna finish cherry blossom~"
Soon as that door opened, you pushed past a shocked Zensitu and a calm Tanjirou. "Don't pull me into your g-games guys without permission next time..." you said not bothering to turning to face them. Afterall, there was a massive blush on your face. You just calmly walked upstairs knowing full well what was about to happen.
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