Lost My Peaches

"I expect you to look at me when you are told, Y/N, don't do anything stupid now." Muzan said with the same cold voice as always.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean...I.. sorry.." You stammer on your words. You don't want to say anything wrong that may make him twice as angry as he already is.

He looks down at you and slowly narrows his eyes. A red throne like chair appears behind him, and he slowly sits down. He grabs your waist and practically drags you over his lap. You, very red in the face, lay stomach first over his lap now. The lower moons look in terror as they don't know what is happening. The only thing all demons can say they agree on is one must never touch Muzan. It's suicide.

He doesn't even look at you. His gaze is now fixed on the lowermoons as to say,'Much worse things will happen if it was them in your position.' His hand came down hard over your ass. at this point, your skirt was so short that he didn't even need to lift it up. So his cold, callous hand came down over your practically bare ass.

Pain. It just felt like hot searing pain. Though it didn't have any long-lasting damage because you're a demon with regenerative abilities. Your face flushed with embarrassment as Muzan hit your ass again. Enmu, lowermoon one, sat kneeled barley, being able to keep still because of the uncomfortably hard boner he had tenting his pants.

The more Muzan repeatedly assaulted your ass the more you liked it. You weren't supposed to, but yet again, Muzan knew what he was doing. The more he hit the wetter you got. You began to squirm uncomfortably from the searing feeling and the wetness dripping from your core.

Muzans hand suddenly stopped. You then just as suddenly felt 2 fingers press against your entrance. Not entering but gathering your slick on his fingers before bringing them close to his face to smell and inspect.

"You're sick," Muzan said in disgust. The distaste on his voice had an edge to it, which said he actually liked what was happening. He then stuck his two fingers into your mouth, rubbing them on your tongue and getting off your slick. The lower moons at this point are either looking with way too much enthusiasm or looking at the floor uncomfortably. Enmu is practically humping himself but tries to keep restraint so as not to upset muzan.

You moan almost uncomfortably. By this point, you're trembling and don't know how to feel. "Nakime," Muzan says in a dark voice.

A bowl sound is played. Suddenly, you have disappeared, and Muzan just stands up with his chair crumbling behind him. "Dismissed," he calls out towards the lower moons as he himself dissapears.

And you? You are sent to a dark room with 2 candles parallel to you. Uppermoon one himself sitting in between them with his legs crossed. Clearly, he has been waiting for you. His eyes open ominously, and his presence alone is enough to make your knees buckle. Muzan had set this up. This was a setup. Guess that marechi blood you're soaked in isn't the only way you're gonna be snacked on for.

The door behind you slams open with Muzan standing there just as ominously as kokushibo.

Gosh.

Here, you were on the floor in front of not only Master Muzan but the lower moons. Covered in marechi blood. Even though you were a demon, Muzan couldn't help but think you looked pretty tasty. So did the lower moons, but they know better not to touch you.

"Y/N, is that my food I see you caked in?" Muzan said in a cold voice.

You apologised profusely. You really didn't mean to. You just wanted to serve him. Here, you are looking like a fool in front of 7 separate demons. Each one is more important than the last. And you at the bottom of the food chain...covered in food.

"I'm sorry...Master I didn't meet to" you replied timidly.

"I'm sure you never," you can tell by the glare you are really in for it. He doesn't look angry or disappointed. The look on his face almost looks sadistic. Like he's concocting a plan. You look up at him, shly waiting for what he has to say.

While all this was going down, the lower moons tried to remain silent. Kamanue, lower moon 6, was terrified. He took Muzans cold state as he was angry and didn't want to be on the receiving end of this anger. Enmu, lower moon 1, knew what was coming. This had happened to him before so he smirked. You were gonna be punished.

You should really be grateful. He kept you alive, and all you have to do is do whatever he says whenever he says it at all times. And you know he is going to take any chance possible to punish you. Punishments would very in how painful and strict they are, but even the less strict punishments are dreadful. Can you imagine getting spanked by this man? Your peaches will be slapped off! You wouldn't be able to sit for weeks even with your regeneration. So be a good girl, and God help you behind.

Unlike Muzan, Doma isn't trying to hide his interest. He picks up the hem of your skirt to get a better look before letting out a giggle. As he is your superior, you know you can't and shouldn't do anything to fight back against it. Especially to Doma (you will die). You look good enough to eat. Akaza tries to hide his blush. He shouldn't be looking, and he knows this, but how can he help himself when you look like that. He is obviously the most respectful of them all. He knows what you have to go through and tries to treat you as nicely as possible. Even if he tries to avoid you most of the time.

At least Akaza keeps Doma as far away from you as possible.

There is always a bitter smell in the air at the upper moon meetings as you sense Daki and her beady ass eyes boaring into your soul out of envy. She hates the way you get so much attention even though you're lesser than her. I mean, she is stronger and prettier, so why are you getting all of Master Muzan's attention!

You're a little safer at the lower moon meetings because they can't get away with nearly the amount of stuff that the upper moons can. Enmu is constantly at your feet. Eventhough your so much less of a demon than him, it...practically dirt...he can't help but feel a little more than pity. He wants to show you how special you are and how you're just so perfect.

I can just tell he will be smelling you up every chance he gets. He loves the way you smell. He sniffs your neck as his hand slowly travels bellow your skirt pinching at the hem of your little frilly underwear. I can just tell Enmu is the type of demon to call you a good girl, naughty girl, or probably at some points go as far as calling you his "little slave."

Kamanue wants to look. He really does, but he's just so anxious. He's scared that if he looks somewhere, he is not welcome, and then Master Muzan will be upset. The last thing he wants it an angry demon king. But even still, he can't help but imagine you bent over his knee. He loves to feel strong and to take out his very deep and hidden anger on a weaker, subservient demoness who can't say otherwise is his dream. He wants to show you and Muzan how strong he really is.

Kokushibo can do what he wants. He doesn't have to hide what he is doing. Not in fear of Muzan and not for his own ego. He does what he wants when he wants, but what he wants is not always to peep at your cunny. But sometimes it is. Imagine he stops you at what you're doing and grabs your waist. Practically effortlessly, and just flips you around to take a look. He keeps a straight face while doing it, too. It's slmost scary. He just moves your underwear aside and just stares before putting you down and telling you to "get back to work, Maid." And like always, you're just left flustered.

. If he sees you slumpt on the couch, bed, or floor, he will instantly think that you're just unproductive and lazy. At first, he probably hates this side of you. He still does, but for a different reason now. (When he finds out about your hardship).

He will probably berate and scold you for being good for nothing, which won't help you in your situation. He doesn't understand human emotions. How can one be both fragile outside and inside? You lack motivation? How so? You're just lazy.

You're really not trying to be lazy, mess up, or make him upset. You're trying your hardest, and that's what matters, so hopefully, if you and maybe kokushibou or akaza try to explain to him your struggles he may give you the time of day.

. When he first sees you having a panic attack, he will probably think you're excited or something stupid. Until he gets close and senses your panic and fear. His face will drain (if that's even possible with his pale ass). He might think you're pathetic at times, but he still "cares" about you. As much as a demon king who hates everything that breaths can care, that is.

He would wrap his strong arms around and smush you into his chest as he stared about your head blankly at a wall. The sound of his multiple hearts soothingly beating is nice and calming, and being in the presence of such a strong man who willingly will protect you from everything in the world calms you even further. It doesn't take long for you to melt into his cold, ruthless grasp.

If the strongest, most heartless man in the world is soft for you, then you know something is right. Something feels right for him to as he rests his chin on top of your head and the smallest, tiniest, faintest smile cracks onto his face. In a way, your emotions brought you closer together, and you know that even though he doesn't understand you, he will make that effort to protect you from anything. And that's pretty OK.

The moral of the story is that don't date muzan he really doesn't seem good for mental health. (Ask his past wives.)

Obviously, if you are feeling under the weather, there are people around you who you can speak to, and if not, there are professionals who are paid to help.