Hatsumi's Mouth Pussy

"Muzan-sama❤️ 🥵" As soon as he stepped inside the carriage, he was greeted by Hatsumi, who was already seated inside. She greeted him with a look that was unmistakably filled with desire, In simple terms she was horny once again.

"M-Muzan-sama, I was thinking maybe we can fu—" Hatsumi's voice trembled with anticipation, but before Muzan even had the chance to react, she pressed on.

However, before she could finish her sentence, Muzan's hand shot out with lightning speed, gripping her soft, trembling lips.

In an instant, he pulled her into a searing, forceful kiss. But 'forceful' might be too harsh a word—Hatsumi didn't resist at all.

Instead, she melted into the kiss, her entire body quivering with pleasure, her mind surrendering to the overwhelming sensation.

"Mmmph... Mmm..." Hatsumi moaned softly, her eyes fluttering shut as Muzan's tongue dominated her mouth, exploring every corner with feral intensity.

When Muzan finally withdrew his tongue from her mouth after what felt like an eternity of heated passion, Hatsumi gasped for air, her chest heaving.

A thin, glistening strand of saliva hung between their tongues, swaying for a brief moment before breaking with a soft, wet snap.

"I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!!! HAHAHA, I LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!" Hatsumi's thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind of lust and devotion.

She felt like a crazed fanatic, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her mind lost in a haze of desire.

"Open my pants," Muzan commanded, his voice a low, sultry whisper that sent shivers down her spine.

He moved closer, his breath hot against her ear as he guided her left hand to the massive bulge straining against his pants.

The pressure was so intense it seemed as though his cock would break free from his clothes on its own if given the chance.

"Gulp."

Hatsumi's throat tightened as she took in the sight before her. Even through the fabric, Muzan's cock looked impossibly large, even bigger than the last time he had fucked the hell out of her.

Her mind spiraled, and her heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement. Without hesitation, she slid her trembling hand inside his pants, finally feeling the intense warmth of his flesh against her palm.

"Ahhh... So hard~" Hatsumi's thoughts echoed in a yandere voice, her mind awash with obsession as she began to slowly, deliberately stroke Muzan's thick cock with her soft, delicate hand.

The sensation sent electrifying waves of pleasure through Muzan's entire body, causing his breath to hitch.

"F-Fuck..." Muzan exhaled through gritted teeth, the pleasure surging through him like wildfire. This was nothing like the handjobs he had given himself in his second life—this was pure, unfiltered ecstasy.

"Pull it out, will ya?"

Muzan's commanding tone snapped Hatsumi back to reality. Her heart skipped a beat as she quickly reached down with her other hand, her fingers shaking as she loosened the thread holding Muzan's pants together.

The moment she did, a massive rod of meat sprang free, the sheer size of it casting a shadow over her face like something straight out of a pornhwa.

The cock throbbed with every heartbeat, the veins bulging and pulsing, and Hatsumi's eyes widened with raw lust and desire. She was utterly captivated, her mind drowning in the overwhelming need to please him.

It was definitely bigger than before, and Hatsumi's heart raced even faster with excitement. She loved it. She needed it.

Muzan couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her—lost, desperate, and entirely devoted to him.

The veins on his glorious 'little brother' pulsated rhythmically, a clear sign of his growing arousal.

Hatsumi, now completely in her element, began to stroke Muzan's cock with both hands, her touch firm yet gentle, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine.

She didn't need any more orders—she was eager, obedient, and fully committed to making him feel good.

"Am I making Muzan-sama feel good?" Hatsumi thought, her gaze flicking up to Muzan's face. She could see the arousal in his eyes, though it wasn't yet at the level she craved.

"Hmm... This isn't half bad," Muzan said with a disappointed expression—though it was fake. He was just trying to gaslight Hatsumi, playing with her emotions.

But before she could even react, he continued, his voice commanding, "Suck it."

The moment those words left his lips, Hatsumi's arousal spiked. Her body quivered with desire, and she could feel the wetness dripping between her legs as her entire body grew hotter with each passing second.

Soon, Muzan felt a soft, warm sensation on the tip of his cock. Hatsumi had begun softly licking the tip, her tongue delicately tracing circles as she eagerly drank the pre-cum that was leaking out.

All the while, she continued to stroke his cock with her hand, her eyes locked onto Muzan's face to gauge his reaction.

Lick.

Lick.

The sound of her licking was quiet but unmistakable, a soft, wet noise that reached Muzan's ears and sent a shiver down his spine.

After a few minutes of this teasing, Hatsumi carefully opened her mouth wider, attempting to take more of his cock inside.

But as eager as she was, her inexperience showed—she could only manage to take in a little more than the tip before struggling.

"How is it?" Muzan asked with a smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement as he looked down at her.

"I~~luv tHis," she mumbled around his cock, her voice muffled but full of enthusiasm. She looked so adorably eager that even the Demon King of Rizz had to admit it—she was cute.

But Muzan had other plans for her. Without a word, he grabbed her by the head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he began to guide her movements.

He forced her to bob her head up and down on his cock, each motion more intense than the last.

He pushed his cock deeper, aiming for the tightest depths her throat could offer. The sensation was exquisite—her tight throat clenched around him, making it hard to control his own breathing.

"Gghh... hhmmph!" Hatsumi choked slightly as Muzan's cock plunged deeper, her throat tightening involuntarily around him. Her eyes watered, but she didn't pull away—she was lost in the moment,

Gwak Wak Gwag Gwak Slurp Umm

Even more lewd sounds filled the air, reaching Muzan's ears and making him smirk in satisfaction.

Slurp Slurp Ghwak

The wet, sloppy noises echoed within the carriage, each sound more obscene than the last.

Hatsumi was fully immersed in her task, her mouth working diligently as she struggled to take more of Muzan's cock down her throat. Her gag reflex was pushed to its limits.

...

"What the fuck are they doing in there?!" Hiruzaka Yui muttered to herself, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She was at a stage where her heightened senses could pick up sounds even from inside the soundproofed carriage that Muzan was using.

Yui's cheeks burned bright red as she followed the carriage from behind, flanked by some low-grade squad members who were tasked with protecting it.

They were oblivious to what was happening inside, unable to hear the scandalous noises that Yui could pick up with her enhanced hearing.

But Yui could hear everything... and it was driving her insane. Her body responded against her will, her arousal building with each lewd sound that reached her ears.

Her panties were already soaked, her pussy dripping with juices as her mind spiraled into a dirty fantasy.

"S-Should I t-take a little sneak-p-pe-eak inside?" Yui thought, her mind clouded with lust. The idea of peeking inside the carriage, of seeing what was happening, made her heart race and her breathing quicken.

{A/N: May I have some comments, my kind sirs? Also, apologies for the late update}