Bonding situation
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/36837382.
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Underage
Category: M/M
Fandom: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 |
Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
Relationship: Kamado Tanjirou/Rengoku Kyoujurou
Character: Kamado Tanjirou, Rengoku Kyoujurou, Rengoku Senjurou, Rengoku
Shinjurou
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Mugen | Infinity Train Arc
(Kimetsu no Yaiba), Rengoku Kyoujurou Lives, Alpha/Beta/Omega
Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Rengoku Kyoujurou, Omega Kamado
Tanjirou, Beta Rengoku Senjurou, Alpha Rengoku Shinjurou, Age
Difference, Size Difference, First Time, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating,
Mating Bites, Biting, Knotting, Multiple Orgasms, Intersex, Intersex
Kamado Tanjirou, Fluff and Smut, Scars, Canon-Typical Violence,
Serious Injuries, Kamado Tanjirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Bottom
Kamado Tanjirou, Top Rengoku Kyoujurou, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal
Fingering, Nipple Play, Crying, Not Beta Read, Injury Recovery
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-02-02 Words: 4,391 Chapters: 1/1
Bonding situation
by orphan_account
Summary
Stuck at the Rengoku residence during a late night storm, Tanjiro goes into an early heat.
I’m sure you all know where THIS is going!
Notes
Hey guys, my newest obsession is Demon Slayer, so naturally I’ve decided to write a fic
about it! Kyojuro lives because I fucking said so, alright? He and Tanjiro deserve all the
happiness in the world ❤️
This is my first official a/b/o fic; in my headcanon, omega males (as well as alpha females)
have both parts. If that’s not your thing, then skip! But if you’re here and you’re interested,
please enjoy!
“Rengoku-san!”
The alpha paused and turned his head towards the call, a wide smile stretching his lips when he
spotted its source.
“Kamado, my boy!”
With a chuckle did Kyojuro open his arms, laughter growing louder as one Kamado Tanjiro leapt
up into them. The boy’s arms looped around his thick neck and he couldn’t help but spin them
around, the two giggling dizzily as Kyojuro finally slowed to properly crush Tanjiro to his chest in
a bear hug before setting him down.
“What brings you to my home?”
Kyojuro folded his hands within the sleeves of his kimono as he stared down at the omega with his
one good eye.
“Rengoku-san, you know why I’m here!” Tanjiro wore a brief pout before it transformed back into
his usual sunny smile. “I came to check up on you! Besides, I think I might owe Senjuro-kun a
game or two of shogi...”
Boisterous laughter sounded from Kyojuro’s chest. “Ah, of course! Yet you should know from my
brother’s letters that I am doing well! Hale and hearty, even!”
Tanjiro snorted softly. “That doesn’t mean I still can’t come and see for myself!” Despite his smile,
the worry in Tanjiro’s eyes was as plain as day as his gaze traveled up to the eyepatch now adorned
over Kyojuro’s left eye, then down the alpha’s torso. That bear hug earlier had concerned the
younger demon slayer— it wouldn’t do for Rengoku-san to reopen his wounds, especially not
because of him.
Kyojuro’s usual wide-eyed, intense stare softened as he reached out to settle a hand on top of
Tanjiro’s head.
“Your concern for me is truly appreciated, but rest assured that I am healing just fine. In fact, in a
few weeks time, I believe I’ll be almost ready to return to the Hashira!”
The Mugen Train incident had nearly been a tragedy that neither of them wanted to dwell too hard
upon. When Akaza appeared out of nowhere after frankly all the bullshit they’d just dealt with,
Tanjiro had been terrified that Kyojuro wouldn’t make it. Miraculously, it was only by the skin of
his teeth that the Flame Hashira managed to survive what should’ve been a fatal blow.
The thought of Kyojuro dying always managed to have the omega’s stomach twisting in painful
knots.
“Tanjiro?”
There was no response from the boy, a glazed over look in his maroon eyes.
“Tanjiro, look at me.”
Snapping out of it when he felt both of Kyojuro’s large, warm hands cup his face, he blinked up at
the Hashira as his cheeks began to grow hot. Their faces were much closer together than they were
before, the scent of concern rolling off of the alpha in waves.
That had a different feeling all together fluttering in the boy’s chest and he swallowed thickly, his
adam’s apple bobbing.
“H-Huh? Oh. I’m sorry, Rengoku-san. I was just—“
Suddenly Tanjiro was pulled into an embrace, his friend’s right hand clutching at the back of his
checkered haori while the left found itself in his hair. The boy blinked again for several seconds
before he was absolutely positive his face was nearing the color of a ripe persimmon.
“Rengoku-san…?”
The alpha squeezed him gently and Tanjiro’s vision began to blur. Grasping at that familiar flame
haori, Tanjiro held on tight as he buried his face in Kyojuro’s neck and wept. He always tried his
damnedest to be strong and yet the tears came anyway.
Tanjiro was just so relieved that another person he deeply cared for hadn’t been violently torn
away from him.
———
The three of them— Kyojuro, Senjuro, and Tanjiro— sat together at the irori as Senjuro tended to
a boiling pot of stew above the roaring flame. Their father was off somewhere else in the house,
most likely in his room as per usual, but he had at least briefly come out earlier to greet Tanjiro.
When his eldest son had returned home to them on the brink of death, the bitter alpha had slowly
begun to change his tune; having some sense knocked into him via Tanjiro’s hard head had
certainly helped the process along, too. Shinjuro had even quit drinking!
Yet socializing, even with his own family, was still difficult for him, so they didn’t push him to
join them at dinner.
Instead, they enjoyed the company they had and both Rengoku brothers couldn’t stop smiling as
they chatted with Tanjiro and sipped stew broth. The boys exchanged letters frequently, but that
still never beat the feeling of joy the beta got when Tanjiro regaled his tales to him in person. He
hoped that one day he’d be able to meet Zenitsu and Inosuke both!
As their conversation carried on, the wind outside howled audibly over the crackle of the hearth
and suddenly the sound of rain pelting the roof of the manor could be heard. Kyojuro paused while
eating another bite of daikon.
“Maybe you should stay with us for the night, Tanjiro.” He stated, noting the young man’s
concerned frown. “Senjuro, don’t we have extra futons?”
“Ah, yes, aniue!” The beta nodded with a smile. “You can stay with me in my room, Tanjiro-san.”
“Oh, I don’t know… I don’t want to impose!” Besides, despite knowing his sister was safe back at
the Butterfly Mansion, Tanjiro still hated to leave Nezuko alone for too long. His intention to visit
the Rengoku residence hadn’t been for an overnight stay!
“You are never an imposition, my boy. Please stay, I insist!” As if to emphasize that plea, a clap of
thunder went off and Tanjiro sighed in defeat.
“Well, if you’re sure—“
“I have never been more sure in my life!” Kyojuro laughed heartily. “Now, let’s get back to
eating!”
———
With dinner wrapped up, Kyojuro retired to his room whilst Senjuro prepared a bath for Tanjiro,
leaving him a pair of clean bed clothes by the door. Accepting the hospitality gratefully, it wasn’t
too long after that that the omega slid the doors open to Senjuro’s room with a smile.
“Thank you, Senjuro-kun! The water was perfect.”
Looking up from the book in his lap, the beta smiled right back. “You’re welcome, Tanjiro-san!
I’ve got your futon set up already. We should probably head to bed soon, it’s getting pretty late.”
“Mm!” As if on cue, Tanjiro covered his mouth to yawn as he padded onto the tatami floor.
Settling into the provided bed, he smiled as Senjuro closed his book and turned off the lamp before
hunkering down himself. They laid in silence for a minute or two before Senjuro turned his head
towards Tanjiro in the dark.
“…Tanjiro-san?”
“Yes?”
“I— I want to thank you for continuing to come visit us. It really means a lot, especially to my
brother.” He murmured, a soft blush coloring his pale cheeks. “Before, things were… well, they
were really tense here, but. You helped so much… and I don’t know if my words will ever be
enough to prove to you just how grateful I am.”
Tanjiro’s eyes widened, a gentle warmth flooding his chest as his gaze then softened.
Oh, Senjuro-kun.
“You don’t have to prove anything to me. I’m just happy to help in any way I can!”
With smiles on their faces, the pair soon fell asleep.
———
A few hours into the night, Tanjiro began to feel… funny, and awoke with his night clothes
sticking near unbearably to his skin. The futon’s warmth felt oppressive as Tanjiro crawled out
from inside of it, his hands clammy as he peeled his shirt from his stomach and pulled rhythmically
to let some air in. In his tired state it took him a minute to register just what was happening before
his eyes widened.
What? Why is my heat here already!? I should’ve had at LEAST a week!
Trying not to panic, Tanjiro attempted to stand up on wobbly legs. He glanced back at Senjuro still
sleeping peacefully, his youthful face relaxed as he breathed deep and even. Tanjiro couldn’t help
but feel a moment of relief that the boy was just a beta— their senses weren’t as keen as alphas and
omegas’ were.
But, unfortunately for him, the rest of the manor’s inhabitants were the former.
Tanjiro’s complexion grew pale as he stumbled out of the room and down the hallway to make his
way to the kitchen; if Shinjuro or Kyojuro awoke and discovered him, Tanjiro thought he just
might pass away from pure embarrassment. The poor thing didn’t know if he should attempt to
leave the Rengoku residence or not to save himself the mortification, but then again an omega
wandering alone at night, let alone in heat, was never a good idea! Not even for an omega who just
so happened to be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Soon enough, he wouldn’t be able to focus at all.
And so he sighed as he made it to the kitchen to fetch water. He was about to splash his face when
he heard floorboards creak behind him and he froze instantly. He recognized that familiar, heady
scent and squeaked, a red hot blush spreading to the tips of his ears as slick began to pool between
his thighs. Damn his biology!
“Tanjiro…?”
Kyojuro’s voice had always been deep and loud, a tone that Tanjiro was attracted to yet he never
admitted it. Hearing it so rough with sleep in his current state, however? Tanjiro did everything he
could not to immediately assume a submissive position.
“H-Hello, Rengoku-san!” His voice trembled. “I’m okay, just getting water—“
Suddenly, Kyojuro’s scent flared and Tanjiro felt his stomach flip.
Oh no. No, no, no. Please go back to sleep, Rengoku-san, please!
Kyojuro was much closer to him than he had just been. They weren’t touching— Tanjiro could tell
that the Flame Hashira was holding himself back for his sake— yet his looming presence could be
felt anyway. Slowly, Tanjiro turned to look at his dear friend and saw the way his single pupil had
dilated, black nearly swallowing heated orange and red.
“Tanjiro, you— y-you’re in heat?”
Tanjiro didn’t think he could blush any darker. “U-Um… apparently? I’m so sorry, I didn’t think it
would come this early! I should… I should probably leave first thing in the morning!”
God, he hated how squeaky he sounded! What was he, four!?
The two of them just stood there and stared at each other, Tanjiro’s heart flying a mile a minute
like he was a mouse caught by the hungry housecat. He considered bolting back to the safety of
Senjuro’s room, but then Kyojuro quickly took his smaller hands within his own and knelt before
him. Tanjiro blinked dumbly at the man, unsure of what was happening before suddenly Kyojuro
pressed his lips to his knuckles.
Just that simple touch had the omega’s legs turning to jelly, his body betraying him as another rush
of slick trickled down his legs, surely ruining the bed clothes Senjuro had given him. He’d have to
get down into dogeza and beg for his forgiveness.
“Tanjiro, my boy, let me be your alpha!”
The omega suddenly felt like he was going to collapse.
“E-Eh!?”
“I, Rengoku Kyojuro, wish to be your alpha, Kamado Tanjiro!”
“R-Rengoku-san!” Tanjiro gasped, finally letting himself crumble and start to fall to his knees, but
Kyojuro was there to catch him instantly. He squeezed Tanjiro close to him and buried his face
against the boy’s stomach, big hands clutching at his lower back. “I… I don’t know if you mea—“
“Please,” Kyojuro begged. It went straight between Tanjiro’s legs. “I could smell something was
off as soon as you arrived, but I thought I may have been mistaken. I’ve wanted you for some time,
Tanjiro! My boy… my sweet, beautiful boy. Please, I can’t stand it!”
Oh. Oh.
Did this mean…?
Tanjiro’s heart was suddenly singing.
Taking a deep breath, Tanjiro threaded calloused fingers through that flaming head of hair and
beckoned Kyojuro to look up at him. Tears gathered in the boy’s eyes and the smile he gave the
alpha was watery, yet beaming. Kyojuro didn’t hesitate to smile right back at him.
“Really? You want… you want me?” He murmured, a little shy.
“Yes!” Kyojuro replied instantly, grasping one of Tanjiro’s hands and he turned to press kisses
against its toughened palm. “I love you, Kamado Tanjiro! Please be mine. I would be honored!”
Tears sprung from Tanjiro’s eyes and he immediately flung himself at Kyojuro, who laughed and
gathered him up in his arms as his back hit the floor. Eagerly, the omega kissed at his alpha’s lips
and Kyojuro chuckled beneath him as he rubbed at the pretty curve of the boy’s hips.
“Easy, my boy! The kitchen isn’t suitable for this! …At least not for your first time.” The way he
spoke those words, deep and rich in his chest, had Tanjiro shivering.
He clung to the man as Kyojuro stood up and carried him off to his room, Tanjiro’s arms and legs
looped around him. When they made it inside and Kyojuro laid him down on the futon, his heat
flared upon being surrounded by the man’s lovely scent and Tanjiro began to purr.
Rengoku-san.
Kyojuro.
Alpha.
Alpha, alpha, alpha!
Soothing him, Kyojuro pressed their lips together tenderly in a proper kiss. Tanjiro whimpered as
he wrapped his arms around the man’s neck again and held on tight, more shivers running up and
down his spine as he felt those warm hands explore his body. Long fingers skirted at the edge of
his bed shirt before they slipped beneath and pushed up until the shirt was gone, leaving his chest
exposed to the cool air. Their lips parted and suddenly sharp alpha canines scraped against his
throat, making Tanjiro sigh pleasantly as Kyojuro made his way down to suck on a puffy nipple.
“Ah!” Tanjiro’s back arched off of the futon, his thighs pressed together in desperation. He felt
empty, eager to be filled and bred by his alpha. Knotted. Heat was always a rough time for Tanjiro,
nothing but his own fingers to poorly satiate his body’s carnal desires, but now he’d have someone
— someone he loved and oh, oh kami, was he excited.
“So sensitive,” Tanjiro barely registered Kyojuro marveling, the man’s tongue swirling over his
nipple. He kissed his way across Tanjiro’s chest, lips gently caressing every scar as he soon
attacked the other nipple, teeth scraping against rosy flesh. “Can I make you come just from this I
wonder…”
You could, Tanjiro thought deliriously, his legs spreading to accommodate Kyojuro as the man
pressed his full body weight down upon him. That felt so good. You could, you could!
And he did.
Kyojuro sucked and swirled his tongue over the nipple while his fingers played with the other,
pinching and rolling the hardened peak in a way that had Tanjiro thrashing beneath him. The poor
thing was almost sobbing, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes as he lifted his hips up
desperately to feel the heavy weight of Kyojuro’s hard cock poke his thigh. He quickly clamped a
hand over his mouth to stop a loud wail as his cunt spasmed and slick gushed from him, soaking
his pants.
“Oh, Tanjiro, my pretty boy.” His alpha cooed as he kissed his way back up until their lips slotted
together. Tanjiro’s head felt fuzzy like cotton, but in the most pleasant way as he let Kyojuro lick
soft and wet into his mouth, his whole body buzzing with sensation.
“Mmn…” The omega could barely form words as he reached out and cupped Kyojuro’s face in the
dark. Gingerly he traced over the man’s left eyelid that remained forever shut with his thumb,
Tanjiro’s own eyes peeking open to gaze up at him. The alpha’s good eye was focused only on
him, so full of warmth and love that it had more tears clouding his vision.
“Kyojuro,” He whispered, trying it out on his tongue and he watched as that single blazing eye
widened. Tanjiro couldn’t help but giggle as he brought the man down for more kisses. He was
incredibly inexperienced, but Kyojuro didn’t seem to mind and only returned his sloppy affection
tenfold. “Kyojuro, I love you.”
That was enough to make the man above him start to openly weep. They laid there together on the
futon, holding one another as their bodies shook with sobs.
I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so glad you’re here. I wouldn’t want to be by anyone else’s side. I
love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.
More slick began to trickle from between his legs; the earlier orgasm had only temporarily soothed
the hunger of his heat. Blushing, Tanjiro smiled up at Kyojuro and nuzzled their noses together.
“Please, alpha. I want you to take me. I’m all yours.”
Kyojuro didn’t need to be told twice.
He made quick work of both their clothes, each man pausing to trace the scars that littered each
other’s bodies with care. Tanjiro started to cry even more when he saw the aftermath of the Flame
Hashira’s battle with Akaza stretched across his lover’s broad chest. Kyojuro soothed him with a
sharp, rumbling purr; it sounded funny and made Tanjiro laugh as he hiccuped through the tears.
“No more weeping for me,” Kyojuro murmured softly as he settled between Tanjiro’s spread legs
again. They were both naked now, their flesh bared to one another and Tanjiro felt butterflies of
anxiety and excitement both swarm in his stomach. Kyojuro was big. “I’m alive. I’m alive and I’m
not going anywhere. Nothing will stop me from coming back to you. Nothing, Tanjiro.”
Tanjiro’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat.
“Rengoku-san… how am I supposed to not cry at that!? You’re being unfair!”
The man above him burst out laughing, which in turn made Tanjiro laugh again, too. He liked that
they could joke around like this; it helped to ease his nerves somewhat.
Not long after, though, Kyojuro was gently spreading Tanjiro’s thighs.
“You’re beautiful,” He breathed out, gaze focused down below and it had Tanjiro wanting to
squirm. “To think that I’ve been granted this blessing!”
“Stop it!” Tanjiro whined as he clutched at his reddened face, eyes bashfully peering through his
fingers at the hulking man above him. “You’re gonna make my face burn up!”
With a loving grin, Kyojuro kissed that pout right off of Tanjiro’s face whilst he pressed two
fingers to the omega’s puffy labia. He reveled in the gasp he received as he swirled the digits
through all that sticky slick, rubbing up and down along the length of him before he nudged his
fingertips against the boy’s hole.
“May I?”
As if you even have to ask!
“P-Please,” Tanjiro panted softly as his hips rocked down against the pressure of those fingers.
They were so much longer and thicker than his own and he knew they’d feel amazing. “Want
you!”
Kyojuro kissed him again as he slowly fed his fingers inside of the gorgeous omega beneath him;
one finger, then two. They both moaned at the feeling; Tanjiro’s body was like a furnace, burning
hot as it squeezed the digits tight. The alpha couldn’t wait to sink his cock inside of him.
“Ahh! R-Rengoku-san— Kyojuro!” Tanjiro keened as he dug blunt fingernails into his alpha’s bare
shoulders. Those long fingers began to piston within him to spread him apart and prepare him for
the stretch. The sound of it was so lewd and had Tanjiro’s head spinning.
“You’re so wet, Tanjiro. My sweet boy… so warm and tight.” The alpha murmured, his pupil
blown wide with lust. “I’m afraid I may not ever wish to leave.”
“Then don’t!” Tanjiro blurted out, his hips rocking down on the fingers curling within him.
“Please, Kyojuro! My heat— I-I want to spend it all with you! I want to be full with my alpha’s
knot!” The boy was babbling at this point and normally would’ve felt mortified at his pleas, but in
the throes of passion he just didn’t care.
His begging only seemed to encourage the man above him, who instantly captured his lips in a
searing kiss as he slid a third finger inside. Already they felt like so much; Tanjiro couldn’t even
begin to imagine what Kyojuro’s cock would feel like. He knew his alpha’s knot would absolutely
stretch him to his limits.
“Tanjiro,” Kyojuro groaned. “I can’t resist you any longer. Do you think you can take me now?”
Nodding vehemently, Tanjiro looped his arms around Kyojuro’s neck and readied his legs to hug
the man’s hips. “Please! Want it! Want you!”
Carefully, the alpha above him slipped his fingers out, only to then wrap that hand around his own
cock. With a soft grunt he fisted himself a few times, smearing Tanjiro’s slick all over himself like
lubricant. The sight of his alpha doing such a thing, rubbing his scent into his thick flesh, had
Tanjiro trilling happily.
“I’m going to push in now, Tanjiro.” Kyojuro hummed low as he guided the tip of his cock to the
boy’s slick entrance. He rubbed against him a little, that small tease making them both moan, but
then he was finally, finally pressing in. Instantly Tanjiro was clutching onto him tightly, a soft
whimper bubbling from his chest as the alpha tenderly entered him inch by inch.
No amount of fingers could’ve prepared him for the real thing and even with how sopping wet he
was, the fit was still tight, yet Tanjiro didn’t want it to stop. Ever.
“H-Hah… Rengoku-san,” The omega breathed, smiling despite his tears. “Kyojuro. You’re—
you’re inside of me!” Tanjiro sought to bump his nose against Kyojuro’s, the two of them nuzzling
one another as the older man stayed still to allow Tanjiro to adjust.
“Is it alright?” Kyojuro asked as he pressed their foreheads together and clutched Tanjiro tight to
his body. The boy looked and sounded pleased, yet the alpha couldn’t help but ask. “I-I’m not
hurting you, am I?”
Tanjiro shook his head. “It’s… it’s a lot, but I’m so happy!” He laughed as he cupped the man’s
face. They kissed and kissed, Tanjiro moaning softly as he tightened his thighs around Kyojuro’s
hips. “Please— you can move.”
A gentle pace began. Kyojuro slowly ground into the omega beneath him, the two of them panting
and whispering each other’s names in between sweet kisses. Tanjiro clung to him tightly as
Kyojuro began to pick up the pace and soon enough, the room was filled with the harsh, wet
smacking sound of their flesh colliding.
Tanjiro lost count of the amount of orgasms he’d had already. It was so easy to come when you had
an alpha you loved to help you through your heat.
“K-Kyo—!“ Tanjiro keened, barely able to form words at this point. Tears of pure pleasure
streamed from his eyes as drool rolled down the side of his mouth— the poor little omega was
being completely fucked out. The whine that escaped his lungs as Kyojuro reached between them
to grasp at his tiny cock was loud and long, another orgasm quickly seizing his body. “C-
Coming… ‘m coming!”
“Ngh… T-Tanjiro, fuck.” Kyojuro hissed, his hips pistoning in and out of the young man beneath
him erratically. The alpha couldn’t hold on any longer, that delicious squeeze around him just too
much to endure. He’d managed to stave off coming for awhile now, but even his stamina wasn’t
endless. “Going to… going to knot you!”
“Please! Please, please, please! Want it!” Tanjiro babbled, wanting his alpha’s knot more than he
wanted to breathe at this point. His entire being was being assaulted with overwhelming pleasure
and he couldn’t stop himself from turning and baring his neck to the alpha.
Bite me! Make me yours!
The sweet cry Tanjiro let out as Kyojuro instantly sunk his teeth into him was pure music to the
man’s ears. He fucked his hips forward only once or twice more before his knot swelled, locking
the two of them in place as spurt after spurt of thick, hot seed spilled into the willing body beneath
him. A bone deep satisfaction made his body feel so heavy, yet he was careful not to crush Tanjiro
as he collapsed on top of him.
The pair laid there for what felt like an eternity, unmoving and making no sound except for their
harsh breathing. Kyojuro’s jaw relaxed and he retracted his canines from Tanjiro’s throat, his
tongue gently soothing over the wound and that funny alpha purr started up again.
Tanjiro, mine. My mate. My omega.
Tired laughter made his ears perk and he lifted his head to look at Tanjiro beneath him. The boy
was smiling so wide that it had Kyojuro’s heart skipping a beat.
“I really didn’t come here thinking this would happen,” He murmured as his cheeks flushed cutely.
Despite his words, that smile never left his face as he once again tenderly cupped Kyojuro’s
cheeks. The alpha leaned into his touch with a smile of his own. “I didn’t… I didn’t know you felt
the same, Rengoku-san. That you loved me, too.”
“Tanjiro, please keep calling me Kyojuro. We’re mates now, you don’t have to be so formal!”
With a squeak Tanjiro turned an even darker shade of red and Kyojuro couldn’t stop laughing.
Suddenly they heard the doors slide open behind them and a very irritated Shinjuro stood there, not
even batting an eye that his son and Tanjiro were as naked as the day they were born.
“Could you two keep it down!? I’m trying to sleep!”
“E-Eep! Yes, Shinjuro-san! I-I’m so sorry!”
The room was quiet as Shinjuro shut the doors and walked off. Kyojuro began to shake above him
from trying to keep his laughter inside and he quickly kissed Tanjiro to distract himself.
“Don’t mind chichiue. Everyone knows they won’t be getting any sleep this week, not with your
heat! It is my duty as your alpha to see your needs are met!”
“Kyojuro!” Tanjiro whined as he smacked at the man’s shoulders, yet there was a wide smile
stretched across his face.
Poor Senjuro and Nezuko. Younger siblings always got the short end of the stick, didn’t they?
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