As a thick mist creeps in, so does an unforgiving cold.
The forest is alive tonight, rich with the scent of petrichor, dewdrops glistening from the milky moonlight. Gnarled branches and thick leaves make it impossible to see the glimmering stars. One must be careful not to step over roots so thick, they protrude out of the ground precariously, waiting to trip an unaware passerby.
Megumi isn't all too familiar with such terrain. The moss is soft under his jika-tabi and makes him feel as though he's walking on air. Megumi was following a path, he swears it, but this darkness is near impossible to traverse without a torch, at the very least.
He is, miserably, lost.
Adjusting the sack on his back with a disgruntled huff, Megumi continues his arduous trek. Should he find a cave or a suitable spot and set up camp? He's unsure. In his pocket, like a keepsake, sits a talisman his father had given him to ward off demons. Surely that will keep him safe, right? The driving force behind this trip was the dire need for medicinal herbs. Megumi managed to procure a substantial amount, but his sack isn't full yet, and he'd rather not have to meander back into the forest for a long time.
Megumi swiftly turns his head when a branch snaps behind him. Green eyes frantically flit around, surveying the brush that surrounds him. Perhaps just a deer, he soothes himself.
He crosses his arms to close in on himself, trying to generate some warmth in tandem with some self-soothing. It's cold. Too cold. The temperature drop was surprising, even for the throes of autumn.
Megumi mentally berates himself for not dressing warmer, knows he should have known better. All he can hope to do is walk in the direction he thinks he came from. That tree looks familiar, right? The bark is all gnarled, stripping from the trunk, and resembles a funny face. Or perhaps that particularly awkwardly shaped bush? He doesn't know, and Megumi would whine in frustration if the noise wouldn't attract unwanted attention to himself.
Surely his father will come searching for him if he does not return home in a timely manner, right? Spear in hand, bushel of arrows on his back as well as his bow, ready and able to protect his precious son.
Perhaps that is too much credit, but it's the only thought that even remotely quells Megumi's racing mind.
He continues his seemingly aimless trek, making sure to tread with care, avoiding any particularly thick patches of dead leaves, long since deceased and fallen off their home branches from the change in season. Another cold breeze brushes by, enough to have Megumi's cheeks reddening further.
As he continues for another nearly unbearable fifteen minutes, there is suddenly a rustle behind him. It's loud and gives Megumi the inkling that whatever is passing through the brush right now must be quite large. He goes still and forces his breathing to steady as there's another rustle, then the distinct sound of a blade cutting through the air with a swish.
Megumi has his back to the noises but knows now that this is someone hacking down branches to traverse the forest easier. Hesitantly, and with his forehead breaking into a cold sweat from apprehension, he allows his body to turn.
What greets him might just be the largest man he's ever seen in his life.
"Hello!" The stranger chirps whilst Megumi stares, dumbfounded.
A good four or five inches taller than himself, for certain. Short cropped pink hair with an undercut, showing his pointed ears. Atop his head amidst fluffy strands lies two red horns with a slight curve to them. He's incredibly muscular, waist cinched, and bands of tattoos line his wrists and ankles. Brown eyes stare down at Megumi and glint in the moonlight, shining with curiosity.
"Hello…." Megumi greets tentatively. He's got no weapons save for a small dagger nestled in his pocket. Instinctually he wraps his hand around the firm hilt as he eyes the stranger warily through heavy lashes.
Based on his knowledge, this must be an oni. A demon , in other words. Megumi can feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up at the implications of encountering one. He's going to be devoured, surely. His father has told him many a story by the fireplace, told him that oni will stalk merchants and innocent travelers in hopes of making them their next meal.
The oni smiles wider and shows his row of pearly white teeth, two of his lower fangs jutting out ever so slightly. Megumi takes a single step back when he does that, absolutely ready to bolt. Or stab , whatever he must do. "Who are you?" He rasps out.
"Oh! My name's Yuuji." The oni sticks out a large hand, nails black, and stares at Megumi expectantly. The human eyes the hand before him and tentatively returns the handshake. He half expects to be dragged in close to Yuuji's chest, have those teeth sunk into his jugular, but nothing happens. Yuuji merely shakes his hand and drops it. "Are you lost? You're far from the main pathway. You'll die at this rate. N-not to be morbid! And, hey, maybe you're a super capable warrior! What do I know, but, uh, what I mean is…"
"I'm lost." Megumi confirms flatly. His body relaxes considerably at Yuuji's… awkwardness. He's less like an oni and more like a bumbling teenager. How curious. Maybe this is a trap? A well orchestrated act?
"I could guide you to the path, but it's further from us than my house. Want to sleep there until daylight? It's much safer." Yuuji says. "Demons are out." It's then that Megumi notices his blade, a crude looking thing, more of a machete. It's covered in some thick liquid that he recognizes as demon blood. Is this gentleman out culling his own kin?
"That they are." Megumi nods once in agreement. He's truly not much of a fighter, honestly hates any form of combat. "How can I know I can trust you?"
Yuuji shrugs. The movement makes the array of earrings on his pointed ears clack together. "I mean, it's your choice. You can totally decide to keep walking, but you're going in the wrong direction. You're heading towards the heart of the forest and there's only going to be more demons the deeper you go. All I can offer you as a favor then is retrieving your body." He puts a clawed finger on his chin in thought. "Unless you wanna be cremated! I can honor that, too!"
Megumi blinks once, twice. "I'll stay with you for the evening." He decides. "But why such kindness? In the stories I've heard, oni are…"
"Murderous and terrifying? Yeah, well, I didn't get that gene, or whatever." Yuuji smiles again and this time it shows his dimples. He's strikingly handsome, Megumi notices. The type of man he'd absolutely try to butter up under any other circumstance. "Follow me, uh…"
"Megumi." He supplies.
"Megumi. Blessing! What a pretty name." Yuuji compliments. "Pretty folk like you don't belong here." He begins to walk on ahead, machete in hand and at the ready. Megumi admittedly feels ten times safer behind him, dwarfed by Yuuji's broad back.
"Well, I'm gathering medicinal herbs and I haven't completed my list of necessities left. Think you'd be able to help me regarding that, as well?" Megumi risks a request.
"Maybe. Oni are very hardy, we don't really get many of the illnesses that humans do. So, I'm not really in the business of, uh, herb gathering. But I know a ton of stuff grows by my house, feel free to pick whatever!" Yuuji offers. He swiftly cuts down a thick branch before them. The blade swipes through the wood as easily as if it were silken tofu. Megumi knows Yuuji could have fileted him by now if he truly wanted. The thought is a little comforting, but he knows the situation could change at any given moment. He'll try to remain vigilant.
"Thank you for your kindness." Megumi cannot peel his eyes away from the wide muscles of Yuuji's back, the cute dimples at his tailbone. He's shirtless and only wears a loincloth, as the stories of oni state. Megumi wonders if he's simply naturally resistant to the cold air.
"So, you a doctor or something? What're the herbs for?" Yuuji slips them into a conversation.
"Something like that." Megumi replies vaguely. He isn't really keen on telling Yuuji too much information, but despite that, he continues, "I usually tend to animals in need using them. Or I make herbal teas that are good for health— for my family."
"That's real sweet of you, Megumi!" Yuuji compliments, throwing a grin over his wide shoulder. "My father likes tea. Maybe one day I'll buy some from you."
"Are oni the… family oriented type?" Megumi asks, using his hand to irritably brush away a particularly thorny branch. Yuuji swipes at another that blocks their path, a swift cleave that makes the leaves rustle.
"My father is the… how do I put this… chief? Leader? Like that! The biggest, strongest oni." Yuuji seems rather proud to say it. There's a pep in his step at the topic. Megumi tries not to be endeared.
"Interesting." Megumi offers. He fixes his gaze to the forest floor to retain some vigilance, certainly not wanting to trip over any thick tree roots and sprain his ankle, or worse. It's rather comforting not being alone anymore, admittedly. He can safely rest at Yuuji's home and come morning, the oni can guide him back to the proper route home. Trusting that he's not some deranged human killer.
"Okay— it's just up ahead! Don't judge me, the place is a bit messy. Didn't think I'd have a guest." Yuuji rubs the back of his neck as they clear the thick undergrowth and dense forest. Yuuji's house is a rather quaint cabin. The front door is sturdy wood and rather tall, likely to accommodate for his height and horns. Stone lines the windowsills and the bottom half of the home, the rest, thick wooden logs. It's quite reinforced, Megumi wonders if Yuuji built his home himself.
A hand grips the hilt of his dagger tightly as they walk to the home. Yuuji opens the front door with a loud creak, leaving it open for Megumi. The human admittedly hesitates, but there's no gut feeling telling him this is potentially dangerous— no gut churning apprehensiveness. Yuuji's home seems warm and inviting, if anything. Megumi can see a pelt on the floor in front of a stone fireplace and a couch adorned with more pelts.
Megumi steps inside, cementing his fate, and shuts the door. Yuuji snaps his fingers, conjuring a flame, and lights a candle. The room is immediately bathed in golden light.
"I can start a fire, if you're cold! And, uh… unfortunately I don't have much food to offer, sorry about that. Just some salted meat." Yuuji genuinely seems guilty at that, letting his shoulders sag. He looks like a puppy. His pointed ears even flatten some.
"That's fine, I have some rations. Could you start a fire, please? I'd appreciate that." Megumi pulls his cloak off and sets it on a nearby chair, dagger weighing the pocket down. At this point if he dies, he dies. Being killed by a handsome demon isn't the worst way to go, he figures. The human settles down on the bear pelt laid out on the floor. "Did you kill this bear?"
"Mm? Oh— yes!" Yuuji replies as he crouches down in front of the fire to get it going. Megumi tries not to stare at his thick calves. "My father challenged me to kill a bear with my bare hands. Or, heh, bear hands. Get it?" The oni turns to Megumi with a cheeky grin and gets a weary expression from him.
Oh, he's stupid.
Megumi's shoulders relax at the realization. "Yes. Very clever." He compliments dryly. There's a crackle as the fire comes to life, further lighting the room. Megumi can see the decor better, mostly animal trophies and some small handmade knickknacks. One wall has some weapons hung about, crude blades and clubs. "I'm sensitive to the cold, would it be alright if I slept near the fire?"
"Oh, please, feel free!" Yuuji chirps. "Wouldn't want a pretty thing like you catching a cold! 'S a good thing I found you, probably woulda froze if you were out there any longer." He sits on the pelt a few comfortable feet away from Megumi. The human eyes him again, gaze flitting down to his navel, where a thick patch of pink hair leads down into his loincloth.
"Cold doesn't bother you?" Megumi can't help but ask.
"Nope! We run hot— see?" Yuuji reaches for Megumi's hand and holds it in his own. It dwarfs his and it's warm to the touch. The oni's skin is gorgeous, honeyed from a deep tan. His palms are rough and calloused from years of wielding an assortment of weapons. "Woah, your hands are ice cold, 'Gumi! Can I call you that? It might be too soon for nicknames. Or, maybe I shouldn't use 'em, cause then it'll be like we're friends, and it would kinda suck if I never saw you again…"
"My father calls me that, so, no. Megumi is fine. Or blessing." He offers and pulls his hand away.
"Blessing…" Yuuji echoes with a little nod. His brown eyes are ablaze from the fire reflecting within them. His pupils are thinned out from the influx of light. He's… gorgeous. Megumi idly stares at the scar at the corner of his lips. They're a bit dry. Megumi wants to moisten them with his own.
"Do you live alone?" Megumi asks quietly.
"Yep! Just me. It's why I kinda like helping travelers and merchants and whatnot. Keeps me company." Yuuji replies with a smile. It stretches out his scar cutely and shows off his dimples. "Sometimes they attack me but I just flee, in that case. I really don't like hurting humans. It's not my nature."
"That's sweet. Do oni not mate?"
"We do! I just haven't gotten lucky. I'm a bit removed from that life. Not fond of the violence and such." Yuuji explains. "And it's not like I can go waltzing into a village and try to find a human companion, either! So it's just me, usually."
Megumi slowly nods in understanding. He's gotten lucky before, plenty of times, but hasn't had a partner in a long while. It simply did not appeal to him. "How old are you?"
"Twenty four! Oni age like you guys." Yuuji reveals. "The aging effects will just show slower."
"I see. I'm thirty." Megumi reveals.
"Woah! Grandpa!" Yuuji stares at him in shock, making Megumi heavily sigh. Thirty is not old.
"You should treat your guests kindly, Yuuji." Megumi warns with an airy tone.
"I think I'm allowed to make one joke. I'm helping you out a ton right now, after all! You don't owe me, but at least let me mess with you a little." Yuuji rubs the back of his neck again with a smile, this one rather sheepish.
"No, I… I do owe you." Megumi's gaze flickers down to his lap. He doesn't have any money he could give Yuuji in exchange and he knows the oni has no use for any of his belongings, especially not the bundles of herbs Megumi has. Only one thing is really standing out and it makes a lump form in his throat. "And I have something in mind."
"What? No, really! There's no need, Megumi! I love helping people. Your company is enough. I was hoping we could chat more and exchange stories and, uh…" Yuuji's voice cracks and he trails off as Megumi crawls closer, situating himself in front of the massive oni, kneeling between his legs. His lashes are heavy as he looks at him. Yuuji finds him pretty, Megumi already knows that, so the rest is essentially in the bag.
"I want to pay you back. It's only fair." Megumi speaks lowly. He plants two hands on Yuuji's muscled thighs. He's never fucked a demon before and it's appealing to a deep seeded desire in the back of his mind. "Have you ever had sex before, Yuuji?"
The oni blushes furiously at the question and rapidly shakes his head. "No! Never even kissed! Why are you, uh, why are you asking me about that?" Yuuji tears his gaze away and looks essentially anywhere but Megumi. It's cute.
"I had an idea on how to pay you back. I think you'll enjoy it quite a bit. I don't have any money or items I can give you, so…" Megumi trails off, sliding his hands further up Yuuji's thighs. They're essentially rock solid, hardened from likely years and years of combat and traversing the harsh terrain of the forest.
Part of this is self indulgent. Yuuji is incredibly attractive— a bit ditzy, really Megumi's type. That sweet guy that blushes at every word he says and gets all vocal in bed. That's what Megumi likes. He can just tell Yuuji fits that requirement.
"So you're going to pay me back with… sex?" Yuuji squeaks out the word as if merely uttering it is blasphemous. He's incredibly cute. "That's horrible, Megumi! I'd never— never expect that! Besides, I'm inexperienced. You'd hate it the entire time."
Megumi looks at him with heavy lidded eyes and a hint of a pout. "You wouldn't even let me use my mouth? Who said anything about you doing any work?"
That seems to have Yuuji stumped. Megumi swears he can see the gears in that empty brain turning with such vigor that steam rushes from his ears. "Use your mouth? How?"
"You're really cute, you know that?" Megumi does his best to push the oni back into a lying position, but Yuuji's so muscular and firm, he's essentially a brick wall. Megumi arches a brow at him and gives a pointed look and the oni catches on, cheeks flushed a furious red as he lies back against the bear pelt. "I was worried for a while that you would kill me. But you really are just a sweetheart." He continues.
Yuuji's shirtless, so Megumi can see the way his chest rises and falls as his breath quickens. The planes of his muscles catch the warm firelight beautifully. "Let's get you nice and hard first, mm?"
"Hard?" Yuuji breathes out the question.
"Yes, Yuuji. You've absolutely been hard before. When your cock is stiff and aching, maybe leaking…"
"Oh!" Yuuji's eyes glimmer in recognition. "Yes. I wake up like that almost every morning."
Megumi pouts down at him in faux sympathy. "Poor baby. As thanks for helping me tonight, I'll show you how good it feels to alleviate that, alright?" He pulls his shirt over his head, then slides his pants off long legs. Yuuji has placed a hand over his eyes and turned his head away. It seems like he's trying to be respectful. Megumi almost laughs. "You can look." He assures.
Hesitantly, Yuuji moves his clawed hand from where it covers his eyes and looks at Megumi. His pupils dilate and blow out wide, not unlike a cat, and his blush spreads to his ears. "Your, uh, your body…" Yuuji stutters.
"You like it?" Megumi crawls over and settles on Yuuji's lap, straddling his hips and intentionally pressing their groins together. He can feel Yuuji's cock stirring against his clothed pussy, covered by thin, cotton panties.
"Can I touch it? It's— it's okay if I can't!" Yuuji's eyes are glued to Megumi's chest. "I-I just… uh…"
"You may." Megumi nods once in consent. Slowly, the oni slides his hands up to Megumi's hips. He squeezes once and Megumi can just barely feel the scraping of his claws. Yuuji looks at him timidly, bottom lip quivering just so as he brings his hands to Megumi's chest. It's not very ample, just two small handfuls that barely fit in Yuuji's palms. More pecs than anything, soft mounds. The oni squeezes, then presses his thumbs against Megumi's nipples. It elicits a tiny gasp and perks the buds up.
"You're really pretty, Megumi. I've never seen a human as pretty as you." Yuuji compliments dazedly.
"Thank you." Megumi almost croons. "Can I kiss you?"
"Kiss? I-I, um… I'm no good at it. I've never done it before." Yuuji's gaze flickers to his lips. "But I can try! Or you can teach me." He urges. "If you want."
"Relax. Just lean into it, mm?" Megumi bends down and the movement coaxes Yuuji's hands back to his hips. The human places a delicate, almost feathery kiss against the lips of the oni. Expectedly, Yuuji's cock throbs. How cute. Megumi leaves another brief kiss upon his lips to test the waters. There's no protest voiced from Yuuji, whose breathing has become more labored.
"More?" Megumi whispers the question. Yuuji's eyes are half lidded as he nods several times in confirmation. The human leans back in and connects their lips, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as his lips work against Yuuji's. The oni actually whimpers into it, hands tightening their grip on Megumi's hips until flesh spills between them. He tastes good, like cinnamon, Megumi realizes as he shoves his tongue into Yuuji's mouth. The younger is throbbing at this point, heavy cock pressed flush to Megumi's cunt.
They kiss hungrily, until a trail of saliva slides down the corner of Yuuji's lips and the oni has to give a few desperate smacks to Megumi's hip in a silent urge to pull away. The human abides, breaking the kiss with a few thin trails of saliva that snap after enough distance is created. "Feels nice, hm?"
"Yeah. Real nice." Yuuji confirms. His voice is a few octaves deeper, likely from lust. Gone is its boyish lilt, replaced by something more gravelly. Depraved. "Megumi, I…"
The human tilts his head curiously. A sign to continue.
"I can feel your… pussy. Against my— y'know . It's real warm. Driving me crazy." Yuuji breathes out. "Can we maybe change positions?"
"Oh? Alright, I understand." Megumi fights back a smirk. Instead, he carefully shuffles downwards and settles between Yuuji's legs. His cock is making a very obvious tent in his loincloth. Megumi's eyes widen with the realization that the oni is huge down here. He tugs the loincloth down and frees Yuuji's heavy cock with a small gasp.
It must be ten, maybe eleven inches, Megumi estimates. The tip is rounded and flushed red. Thick veins and little ridges run along the sides, adding texture that he's certain feels delicious . "Oh…" he whispers, wrapping a hand around the thick base. Yuuji jolts at the action.
"What're you gonna do?" Yuuji asks tentatively.
"Suck on it." Megumi replies simply. There's no point in wasting any time, he leans in and peppers open mouthed kisses along the entire length before stopping at the head. Slowly, he swirls his tongue around the tip and hears Yuuji's head fall back with a thud . "You can hold onto me, okay? You're going to be feeling really good."
"Uh… uh-huh ." Is Yuuji's intelligent response.
Megumi huffs out a laugh. It makes Yuuji twitch from the rush of cold air against his sensitive cock. Soft lips wrap around the tip, gingerly suckling on it as Megumi tongues the slit. Yuuji gasps and jerks, canting his hips upwards aggressively. " Fuck! " The demon gasps. The most interesting and curious feature is the thick, slightly bulbous ridges that line the length of Yuuji's cock. Megumi has no idea of their purpose, perhaps just to make breeding all the more pleasurable as an incentive to do it more, oni weren't exactly an abundant species.
The skin tastes good, too. Clean. As Megumi lowers his head, willing his throat to relax so he can take more and more of the heavy length into it, he can pick up a heady scent at Yuuji's navel. It's so good . A masculine musk that makes Megumi's pussy throb. The human glances up at the oni again, who pants almost aggressively with pupils as thin as coins, wide-eyed at the ceiling. Is he trying to exercise some sort of self control?
Megumi can't take his eyes off Yuuji's face, even as he begins to bob his head in earnest, up and down the thick cock in his mouth. His throat clenches around the girth but he does not choke, fortunately.
" Fuck , oh my god, fuck," Yuuji groans. He reflexively starts to push his hips towards
Megumi's mouth, a wide hand coming to rest on the back of the human's head and grip dark hair in his clawed fingers. "'S so good, Megumi. Your mouth, ah, um, 's'all warm…"
He's babbling. That's how Megumi knows for certain that he feels good. Perhaps too good, he realizes, as that strong hand pushes his head further onto his cock. Megumi whimpers and gives a pitiful gag around Yuuji's cock.
"I can't, uh , keep my hips still. Sorry, 'm so sorry, but you gotta let me…" Yuuji spreads his legs wider and Megumi doesn't get much of a warning before the oni is jackhammering into his mouth. It's brutal, but with the way Yuuji moans and whines unabashedly, it's also incredibly hot. His inexperience is glaringly obvious— this is clearly the best he's ever felt in his life and he's chasing the immense high the pleasure is bringing. Megumi wills himself to stay still, allowing his mouth to be thoroughly used until a heady mix of saliva and precum is trailing down from the corners of his mouth to the apex of his chin.
His jaw is aching and his throat is already feeling raw. The texture of Yuuji's cock is rougher than a human's, he's realizing. All the bumps and ridges don't help, either. It feels strange in his mouth but Megumi knows it's going to feel absolutely incredible inside of his pussy.
"Ohmygod, oh, god , fuck—" Yuuji whines . He's twitching cutely, letting out an endless stream of moans that directly contrast the way he's gripping Megumi's hair. It hurts in the best possible way.
Finally, though, Megumi wrenches himself off. He breathes deep through his nose and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Put it back in your mouth, come on. Please , back in." Yuuji pants out. He looks at Megumi with lidded eyes, pupils still paper thin. He looks like a proper monster in this state of dishevelment. "I've never felt so good before, you have to…"
"You don't want to feel something better? I'm paying you back here— I want to give you the best possible experience." Could oni get humans pregnant? Probably not. At least, he hopes not.
Yuuji gives him an uncertain look. "It gets better?"
"Mhm." Megumi sits up and removes his panties, which stick to his glistening cunt for a moment, thin strings of sweetness in their wake. Yuuji stares , cheeks getting redder, if possible, and his large hands clench into fists. Megumi can see the way his cock throbs. It's eager for an orifice to fuck and luckily Megumi can oblige.
The human saddles up, positioning his entrance over the wet tip of Yuuji's cock. "Uh— careful, Megumi." The demon chides, placing his hands upon the man's waist to steady him. He swallows hard. Megumi can tell he's so, so nervous. It's adorable. "Will it fit?"
"I'll make it fit, Yuuji. Don't worry." Megumi assures, and that's all it takes before he's sinking down. The stretch burns in the most delicious way. A white-hot sort of ache that spreads throughout his entire pelvis. It has Megumi biting down onto his already-swollen bottom lip. He's no virgin, but he certainly feels like one right now. Has he ever taken someone this thick? The girth of Yuuji's cock has his lashes fluttering and a pathetic whimper escaping him.
The oni is not faring much better than him. He's actually open mouth panting, showing off his large canines. They catch the firelight and glint dangerously. Megumi knows he can tear his throat out right here, right now. Any normal oni might've. Instead, Yuuji's buried to the hilt in his pussy.
Once flush together, Megumi sighs raggedly. "You okay?" He asks.
"M— hah, more than okay. Fuck, it's so hot and tight." Yuuji squirms a bit and suddenly arches his back when he shunts even deeper inside of Megumi. The human watches the way his muscles swell and ripple from the movement. "Oh god, oh, I wanna— wanna fuck it, Megumi, please."
Megumi tries not to smile but fails, corners of his lips upturning. Yuuji's eyes have rolled back so hard that only the whites are visible. Hands grip his hips in a bruising grip. "This is supposed to be a form of payment. Lie back and enjoy it." He chides.
He gives a few experimental bounces, lifting his hips up and down Yuuji's stiff cock. The bumps and ridges are heavenly. They rub against all the right spots and fit perfectly against his vaginal walls. Yuuji just about sobs as Megumi rides him, hands braced on the oni's wide chest. "Feeling okay?" The human asks.
Yuuji only exhales heavily. Clearly he's on another planet right now, too blissed out to give Megumi a proper answer. All he does is keep his grip firm, ensuring Megumi cannot climb off of his lap. He's pussy drunk. How sweet.
"Can I— I really wanna…" Yuuji's mumbling under his breath. Megumi opts to ignore him, biting his lip to stifle his own moans and whines as he bounces on the oni's cock. He's thoroughly soaked all the way down to their thighs, honeyed liquid seeping onto the pelt below them.
"Wanna what?" Megumi asks.
"Wanna fuck your pussy. It's so— goddamned tight, I can't take it." Yuuji looks up at him, dark brows furrowed and pupils thin. He's so sexy that it almost irritates Megumi, because he isn't going to find a man this attractive back home to marry. There's simply no way he'd get that fortunate.
Megumi just briefly pouts and ignores the request. He's having fun, controlling the pace and savoring the delicious way the tip of Yuuji's cock nudges his g-spot. Why would he want to change it up? Virgins have poor rhythm and never know the right angles.
But the oni is strong.
The way Yuuji flips them over is an aggressive reminder of that. Megumi mewls when he's pinned down, body bent near in half. The change in position shunts the demon's cock even deeper inside of him and sends a hot wave of pleasure throughout his body. Those ridges are driving him absolutely fucking insane, they make sparks fly behind his eyelids at every shift and nudge.
It must be instinct. The primal, visceral need to just fuck . Yuuji is growling with his head buried into Megumi's neck as he pistons his hips into him. It's brutal— but incredible . Potentially the roughest he's ever had. " Ah— hah, wait , slow down—" The human tries, voice coming out as a strained mewl.
"Can't. Can't stop moving my hips." Yuuji breathes out in his ear. He's panting raggedly, nipping and sucking at Megumi's neck between haggard breaths. It's monstrous. His tongue is scorching hot and his saliva makes Megumi's skin feel tingly underneath the sheer film of it. Thicker than a human's, but only by a little. Those razor sharp teeth graze at his neck but smartly don't sink into the flesh. Megumi knows Yuuji can tear out his jugular right here, right now, and the thought of that has his pussy clenching down around the oni's cock.
"Do all humans feel this good inside? It's so— fuuuck , it's so good ." Yuuji almost whines. He's amped up his rhythm, if possible, strong body keeping Megumi pinned to the pelt underneath them as he pounds into his soaked cunt. The slapping and squelching is obscene.
Megumi can't even verbalize his warning to Yuuji as he suddenly orgasms, a strained shriek leaving his lips and his back arching. Yuuji bottoms out inside of him and stills, basking in the aftershocks of Megumi's orgasm, savoring the way he clenches and twitches through it. The oni's toned body against his is so warm and oddly comforting. It's intimate . Yuuji lifts his head, cat-eyes glued to Megumi's flushed face before he hungrily brings their lips together for a kiss. It's sloppy as ever, tongues sliding together messily as Yuuji shoves his into Megumi's mouth, tasting him. The human whimpers into it— everything feels so hot. Being only a couple of feet away from a fire doesn't help with that, either. They're submerged in a scorching volcano of obscenity and there's no surfacing now.
"Sorry, I… my technique…" Yuuji whispers.
"No. No, you're good. It's good. Those— mm, those ridges are no joke." Megumi inhales sharply when Yuuji pulls out, cock still solid and flush against his abdomen. "I think you'll enjoy doing it like this." The human promptly rolls over and hoists himself onto his knees, presenting himself for Yuuji to take.
The oni wastes no time and slides back inside with another adorable whimper. "Tight…" Yuuji whispers under his breath. Megumi sort of prefers this position because he can pretend he's not having sex with a literal demon and really enjoying it. Yuuji's earrings clatter as he starts up his rough thrusts once more with a huff.
"Go harder. 'N change the angle a bit." Megumi advises, arching his back to try and aid with the second half of his request. Yuuji seems to be feeling generous because he abides, but not in the way Megumi is expecting. The oni grasps his wrists firmly in clawed hands and yanks Megumi back onto his cock. The human sobs from the manhandling. "Yuu—"
" Need to fuck you. 'M sorry, 'm fucking sorry, but this— this feels so good." Yuuji pants out. The pace he sets is absolutely punishing . Megumi bites his lip so hard it nearly splits from his attempt to muffle his screams as Yuuji barrels inside him deep enough to hit his cervix.
" Yuuji—"
"Stop talking and let me fuck you."
Megumi blinks a few times at the sudden demeanor change. Admittedly it's sexy. Yuuji's grip on his wrists is bruising as he pummels Megumi's already-ruined pussy. A creamy mix of his own cum and Yuuji's precum begins to froth, drips onto the bear pelt and splatters against Megumi's thighs. "C—cumming, I'm c—" His second orgasm almost warrants a blackout. Megumi sees white explode behind his shut eyes. The pleasure that spreads through his veins comes rapidly, barrels into his psyche and scrambles his brain. The good type of pleasure where you feel like you aren't even grounded in reality.
"Squeeze on me."
" Huh?"
"Keep— keep your pussy tight. Please." Yuuji's voice wavers slightly. Megumi hadn't even realized he'd slowed down his thrusts. Megumi doesn't quite know the full extent of what that request really entails, but he contracts his vaginal muscles in an attempt to clench down on Yuuji as requested. The guttural groan it gets from Yuuji almost has Megumi orgasming a third time. This guy is stupid hot, he's realizing. "Yeah, like that. Fuck, 's so good."
Another gasp as Yuuji yanks him upright, back to the oni's wide chest. He can feel the dampness of Yuuji's skin which is likely from him sweating from exertion. His wrists are still bound firmly in one of Yuuji's large hands as the oni starts up again.
This position is heaven. Megumi finds himself continuously moaning and whining at every thrust, pathetic little ah's and uh's that spill from his lips endlessly.
"Did you know that oni and humans can procreate?" Yuuji breathes in his ear.
" U-uh, uhn, n-no I didn't…" Megumi pants out. His green eyes have rolled back, he's beyond cock-drunk.
"Should we try? It might take a while 'till it takes, but I'd gladly do this daily." Every ridge of Yuuji's cock is driving Megumi insane . The human only wishes he could rub his throbbing, neglected clit right now. In a sort of blessing, Yuuji reaches down with his other hand and does just that, index finger rapidly rubbing Megumi's fattened clit. The human sobs, hot tears welling up in his eyes and clinging to dark lashes. "That's good? Humans feel good here?"
" So good ." Megumi groans. "I'll give you as many halfling babies as you want if you just keep— keep fucking me."
He can feel Yuuji grin against his shoulder blade before the oni sinks his sharp teeth right into the junction where his neck meets his shoulder. Megumi gives a full body jolt and his pussy flutters around Yuuji's cock from the mixture of pain and surprise. Blood doesn't really gush from the punctures, luckily, so it must not be that deep. But the combined sensations have Megumi drooling. A hot, thick cock pistoning into his pussy and sharp teeth buried into his neck? He's a goner .
"Feels tight— down there." Yuuji rasps out after pulling away. His rhythm is getting sloppier and less refined. Megumi knows he's close. The oni laps at the wound on his neck before suddenly burying himself inside to the hilt as he reaches his orgasm. Yuuji's moans as he cums are obscene , they make Megumi feel a wave of heat. Megumi lasts only for a few more frantic swipes to his engorged clit before he also orgasms, his moans coming out more like sobs .
The two breathe for a moment. The only other sound is the crackling of the fire. Yuuji has released his wrists and instead rubs Megumi's hips idly.
"Is that… is that payment sufficient?" Megumi asks then.
"More than sufficient. I didn't know sex was so good." Yuuji pulls out slowly, softening cock glistening in the firelight. Megumi allows himself to sink down onto the pelt bonelessly, skin flushed prettily and his dark hair sticking to his forehead.
"I'm sure it would be better with your own kind. But, yes. It's phenomenal with the right person." Megumi agrees wearily. Yuuji seems to hesitate before lying down beside him, pupils back to normal. He's back to his boyish looking self. "Is it true that humans can have babies with oni?"
"Mm? Oh, yeah! But it isn't that easy." Yuuji replies with a smile. Is this the same man that was absolutely obliterating him just moments ago?
"I won't ask about the process. The less I know, the better." Megumi decides. "I can stay here until morning, right?"
"Oh, of course. It's too dangerous for you to be wandering around out there. I'll keep you safe here." Yuuji assures. Megumi finds himself mildly flattered by that— it's really cute. Chivalrous, almost. The human rolls over so his back is to Yuuji, allowing him to face the fireplace. The oni comes behind him and wraps an arm around his waist, pulling him close to a warm chest. This is comfortable.
"Thank you for helping me, Yuuji. I'd still be aimlessly wandering around if not for you." Megumi murmurs.
"Oh, don't mention it!" Yuuji chirps. "I love helping people. And you paid me back very generously, so we're even. Get some rest, mm? You're probably exhausted after today."
And he's right. Megumi can feel the tiredness seeping into his body, all the way to the marrow of his bones. He's satiated now and can fully relax in a safe place.
Megumi allows his eyes to slide shut and not long after, sleep greets him.
—
The first thing that greets him come morning is the fireplace, where the fire had gone out, leaving ashy remnants in its wake. Yuuji's cabin gets ample natural light so the entire place is incredibly bright, aiding Megumi in waking up faster.
His throat feels so dry, he's overdue for some water and better yet, breakfast.
But, he should go. His family is likely wondering where he is by now and he must return promptly so they know he is safe.
Megumi sits up from the pelt, glancing down at Yuuji, who lies quietly in his sleep. His pointed ears twitch every so often, as does his nose. He's handsome. Megumi might miss him, he thinks. Perhaps he'll pretend to get lost around these woods sometime in hopes of Yuuji coming to his aid again. Maybe.
As soundlessly as he can, Megumi begins to crawl away from the pelt and over to his clothes and supplies, but a hand firmly grasps his wrist in an iron grip.
Megumi whips his head around with narrowed eyes and meets the now-open eyes of Yuuji, pupils so thin they're hardly noticeable, stare wide-eyed as he looks at Megumi.
"Did you really think I was going to let you leave?"