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"Come on, Koku! The night is young!"
Tanjirō, with Upper Moon One in hand, was racing through town. They were bumping into the humans who were out and about, earning them several groans and shouts.
"Hey, slow down, Where's the fire?!"
"Be more careful!"
There was one human in particular, a middle-aged man, who seemed to hate Tanjirō. When her bumped into him--just a tiny accident, really-- the man grabbed Tanjirō before he could even apologize to him, gripping his arm tightly. "What the hell do you think you're doing," the man screamed, "You're here every night with the blonde or the guy with the markings or that idiot with the long black hair!" Tanjirō gulped, blinking nervously. He hadn't known someone had paid that much attention. "I'm tired of you, you little man slut--"
That was as far as he got.
Kokushibō doesn't like pathetic humans who mess with his Tanjirō. Not at all.
He moved fast. The blood splattered on Tanjirō's face, giving his blush look deep. "Kokushibō-San..." Everyone was screaming around them, none of them truly sure who killed the man. But that's alright. At least his Tanjirō is okay.
"Let's go," is all he says to the younger demon, offering a hand. Tanjirō smiles, accepting it, and intertwining their fingers. "That was a little messy," Tanjirō chirped, "Oh well!~" He began to lead the way to their special place, outside of town. They'd intended to spend the entire night there. It didn't take long for them to get there.
It's the most beautiful place Kokushibō's ever been, made even more so with Tanjirō there with him...
There were a ton of flowers in bloom in their little medow, and a path that led to a small cave, with crystals coming out of the walls and ceiling. On a hill abbout fifty yards away, there is a humble little tree, with small orange flowers in bloom amongst its leaves. It makes Kokushibō feels...calm. Calm and happy, being with Tanjirō there. Tanjirō led him to the hill, and they sat on the flowery ground, surounded by the pretty pinkish blossoms, with a few fallen orange pedals from the trees. "This is nice," Kokushibō hums quietly. "Mhm!" Tanjirō had begun picking the plants, weaving them with expert fingers. He began singing a song. It wasn't one Kokushibō knew, but he didn't care. He judt like the sound of his pretty, light voice, the cute little breaths he takes, licking the pretty pink lips that he'd so often kissed to continue singing. His eyes seem to shine under the moonlight. Kokushibō felt his lips curl into a smile. He really did love the young man.
Tanjirō looked away from the chain of flowers and up at the upper moon. Their eyes met instantly.
The tiniest things make that blush cover his cheeks.
Its while he's blushing Kokushibō spots the blood spatter from the incident with the man earlier. "Hold still," he says. Tanjirō obeys without question.
The blood has dried by this point, so Kokushibō licks his thumb before wiping off the red liquid. Tanjirō smiles at the kind gesture; the way he strokes his cheek even when the blood has vanished. "Kisses?" He makes it a question, but he already knows he'll say yes. Kokushibō can never say no to him. He leans in slowly, trying to savor the moment, as if at any time someone will steal Tanjirō from him. When their lips touch, a comforting warmth spreads throughout him. Tanjirō wraps his arms around Kokushibō, more of an instinct than a conscious decision. The way he kisses back is nice. Happy, as always, but more excited for some reason. It's not really sexual excitement though....More like the innocent, wholesome kind. Tanjirō can't seem to decide rather he wants to be innocent or naughty these days. But that's okay. As long as he gets his love, Kokushibō doesn't care which he feels like being. He just wants it. Tanjirō hums in during the kiss, sending vibrations through their lips. It feels like his heart lives in his lips now, with the pulse throbbing in them. Kokushibō pulls away slowly. He'll want more when they return home. He'll fuck him until night comes again.
Tanjirō sighs happily, and returns his attention to the flower chain, tying the last bit. "Hey, Koku! Look what I made for you!~" Kokushibō looks at the bundle of flowers in his hand.
"It's a crown!"
"A crown for my king."
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