I can smell metal in the air tonight

warnings: piv sex, cervix bruising, grief, manga spoilers, aki has a massive cock, the reader loses their mind and fucks the gun fiend. a lot of horny angst. mdni

The Gun Fiend doesn't touch you like how Aki did.

You'd started sleeping with Aki after that journey into Hell. Somewhere between rehabilitating Power and helping Aki adjust to working in the kitchen with only one arm, the two of you fell into bed with one another. Himeno once implied to you that Aki was a mediocre lay—detached and quick, almost like sex was a chore for him—but this turned out to be untrue. Aki was extraordinarily tender with you. Sometimes it seemed as though he was afraid you'd break if he got too rough with you, if he hurt you in any way at all. He kissed you calmly and intentionally, curled his fingers inside you carefully and patiently, and fucked you slow and deep. He was careful even when you asked him to be rough, squirming beneath him and begging to give you the entirety of his cock.

“You could go deeper,” you whined. “I don't mind. I wanna feel all of you inside me.”

Aki panted into your neck, and you could feel his cock twitch inside you—the part of it that he'd pushed into you, anyway. Aki never let himself bottom out. The two of you tried once and he only got maybe a little over halfway before you felt him press against your cervix, forcing a strangled cry out of you. You hadn't tried again since. But you could tell he wanted to give you the full thing then, with the way he looked at you—eyes hazy, pupils blown.

“I don't want to hurt you,” he ground out.

“You won't,” you reassured him. “I'll be fine, I promise, I'll be—ohhh—”

His cock pressed into your sweet spot—angled carefully, precise. Aki let out a breath as he ground his hips against yours, watching you writhe beneath him, feeling you squeeze around his length. “I think this is more than enough for you,” he remarked mildly, and when you tried to protest he started pumping himself into you, and suddenly you were panting into his mouth, too incoherent to argue.

The Gun Fiend isn't nearly so mindful.

If there is anything of Aki left at all in his corpse, it doesn't have much influence over the devil possessing it. It doesn't bother kissing you, for one. You don't know if it even knows what kissing is. You don't know if it totally understood what you were doing when you leaned in and pressed your lips against its mouth, tears and self-loathing spilling out of your eyes.

if you'd rather buy a plushie - here's the shop he and his wife run!

his wife also been in an accident and has been down and out due to illness and injury

ppal + gfm + site shop

if you'd rather buy a plushie - here's the shop he and his wife run!

his wife also been in an accident and has been down and out due to illness and injury

ppal + gfm + site shop

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