Kimetsu no Yaiba X Reader : Scenarios

Passion (Lemon!Giyu x Reader)

Feeling dumb for not replying, you just quietly nodded, as if you just got tamed under his spell being none other than these intoxicating lips, their touch imprinting on yours as they triumphed over that territory. 

" - Good. " he answered, a small smirk creeping on his face as he moved one his right hand to your waist, drawing circles as he let it travel down until he reached behind your thigh, close enough so he could your bottom hiding under your kimono. 

" - Albeit I wouldn't have minded showing you some more, you can be... " he started his sentence, cutting it midway just so he could bent over your ear, the hot breath that was tickling your lips conquering over your sensitive ear as the air went to your neck, which was totally intended. 

" - ...Quite stubborn at times, you know that ? But you know what, (First Name)..." he once again cut his sentence as he boldly let his lips leave a kiss on your neck, his right hand creeping up your thigh to your bottom, caressing it with tenderness, only for you to beg for more inside. 

" - ... I don't mind. Because now that you started it..." he said, emphasizing on the demonstrative noun, his left hand moving up to your hair to play with the end of a loose strand, twirling it around his fingers as his eyes went up to yours again, catching every single detail of their incandescent (eyes color) color, dazed about how they so easily conquered the moonlight and his heart. 

" - I won't be able to stop until you understand it perfectly. " he finally said, this moment feeling like eternity. You were at a loss of words as his grip on your bottom got stronger, his eyes plastered on every single of your movement, the way his lips begged for another kiss, hell, you were a complete mess and he hadn't start anything. His let go of the strand he was twirling around to place it behind your hot ears, now directing his left hand to your bottom to get a nice grip of your body. You let him lift you up against the wall so your legs were hugging his firm and muscular waist and here you were, already closing your eyes, anticipating the kiss. 

But it never came. 

You heard him snicker and your eyes flashed wide open, the rose that was forming on your face turning red from embarassment. You were about to speak your mind but he beat you up to it as he said :

" - Do you want this, (First Name) ?" 

For a second, you were dumbfounded by his question. Of course you wanted it, every single inch of your core ached for the male, that ever since he stepped foot into your life. How could he consider the possibility of not going further when he had you wrap around his finger only after one kiss ? 

Without saying a word, since they would have been not adequate enough to describe what you felt at the moment, you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him even closer to your face and gave him the kiss he was also waiting for. Your kiss was slow, tender, yet you felt like it was not enough. In a daring process, you bit on his bottom lip so he would open his mouth only for you to slip your tongue in. When you happily did, your hands traveling through his thick raven hair, his tongue beat you up to the fight of dominance. If you thought you could actually dominate him in that battle, you were wrong. His tongue grazed yours, focused on your wet cavern for his hands to grip your bottom even harder than before. 

You two kept this make out session for a while but at some point, the tension between the two of you was getting way too strong for you to keep standing, so Giyu decided to move somewhere else. Still trapped in his hold, he carried you to your living room where a thick futon stood. Never breaking the kiss until he threw you down, not too harshly, he stood before the furniture to let his eyes travel over your figure. Your curves were now visible as the (favorite color) kimono you were wearing was quite a mess from your session, and he couldn't wait to roam through their bare form, your hair was wilder than usual, your eyes were gently narrowed, still in a haze from the sexual tension growing between the two of you, your face was a little red, and he swore your (lip color) lips were a bit swollen.