🐈 Nachi’s ears were very good, which might be why he listened in the conversation of you and your friend’s. He couldn’t stop himself, because he wanted to know if you wanted to go on a date with that guy, that he had never liked, or not.

🐈 Thank goddess, that you had rejected him, but never had he thought that the guy Nachi disliked so damn much, would still try to force himself on you. He grabbed your wrist, whispering words in your ear, until Nachi had enough.

🐈 How dare that guy to touch you! His dear friend and crush! “Don’t you dare to touch her!” He screamed loud, running to you two, before he kicked the guy in the face, surprising not only you but also the creep.

🐈 “N-Nachi!” You wanted to say something, but your dear friend had grabbed your hand, running far away from the alley and away from that creep, while his lips curled up. Maybe now he looked like a prince to you and can swoop you off your feet one day!

🕷️ Worst mistake your dear friend could ever have done. He should never had asked you out on a date. Especially press you on a wall, whispering some words at you, while you shook in fear, trying to get away from the creep.

🕷️ “If I were you, I would let her go.” Kagemaru tried to give that creep a nice smile, even though the was mad. “What the hell do you want?” The man that you had called a criend, turned around, glancing at Kagemaru, before he gulped.

🕷️ Within a few seconds, he was lying on the ground, bleeding out of many injuries, while Kagemaru put his arm over your shoulder, turning you away from the guy.

🕷️ “Let’s go. I don’t want you near that guy… I’m the only one who may take you on dates.”

⛩️ He will be jealous, when he hears the creep asking you out on a date. That guy did something that Akiyasu could never do, fearing that you will reject him. But thankfully, you rejected that guy. Maybe one day, Aki will find some confidence and ask you out!

⛩️ A sigh left his lips, before he saw what was going on. That guy just forced himself onto you, while you tried to keep him off of you.

⛩️ “Get away!” He yelled out, surprising not only the two of you but also himself. “What the hell do you want?” The creep glanced at Aki, not noticing how you raised your foot and kicked him there where no man wants to get kicked at.

⛩️ “Uh…” He doesn’t know what exactly he should say, but you were there. Taking his arm and wrapping it with yours, as you walked with him away. “Thanks…” He heard you mutter, while his cheeks warmed up by a mere word.

🗡️ Good thing that his shift hasn’t ended and that he had hear you nearby. Tatsu had walked to you two with his sword in his hand, gazing at the creep with madness in his eyes.

🗡️ The poor guy nearly had pissed into his pants, forgetting that you had somebody like Tatsuomi as your friend. Maybe he should have left you, after you had rejected him so nicely.

🗡️ When you sigh in relief, Tatsuomi will be there. He belongs to the people who won’t feel jealous, but more protective.

📚 Yakumo raised his eyebrow, when he heard your voice. “Stop that!” He heard you scream at the man; you had once introduced to the blonde and had called a friend.

📚 “There you are, my love.” The blonde had immediately walked to you, grabbing you by the hand to pull you behind him. “I’m sorry, but (y/n) already has a boyfriend and that’s me.” He smiles at the guy.

📚 Slowly, he will move his head to the creep. “No leave.” He will whisper to him, before the blonde will turn around and kiss your forehead. “Thanks for helping out there, Yakumo… and playing my boyfriend.”

📚 “Playing? I was hoping to become your boyfriend.” He will smile at you, walking with you to a nearby café hand in hand, while you look up at him with flushed cheeks.

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You shutter at the low, intimate tone of his voice; his breath ghosting across your face. Confusion fills your head; how did he get here? Why was he here? And- you were still naked. You quickly move to try to cover yourself, but Yakumo is faster- his hands capture your own, and gently guide them above your head and hold them to the mattress below. The look in his sapphire eyes is intense, and steals the breath from your lungs. He looks devastatingly handsome in the moonlight; a haunting glow of white perfectly framing his golden hair and pale skin.

Your eyes search his… for what, you don't know, perhaps a reason as to why he's here, or perhaps the knowledge of what's going on behind that predator-like stare. You feel your heart start to pound in your chest.

"Leaving yourself vulnerable like this…" He mumbles, voice gravelly and oh-so-enthralling as his eyes roll over your body, taking in the sight of your glistening wet flesh, stopping for a moment to admire your breasts before returning to your eyes.

"Perhaps, you were waiting for someone to come and take you? Hmm? That is the only explanation as to why you would expose yourself like this. Baring your heavenly body for the world to see…"

The look he gives you only sends blood pumping faster through your veins. His grip on your wrists is gentle, but strong. His hands are soft; skin like silk upon your own. He takes your wrists into one hand, letting the other gently glide it's way down your cheek, your neck, the side of your chest…. His eyes follow the trail the ghost of his hand makes, and it's like he's touching a porcelain doll and admiring it's make.

You clamp your thighs a little tighter together. His hand rests upon your hip, it's presence gentle but there. There was no mistaking that. His eyes return to your own, half lidded with some emotion you can't quite place.

You can't speak. Every touch; every brush of breath against your skin sends you into shock and all you can do is lay there and stare at him.

He doesn't seem to mind.

"My doll…" He mumbles finally, leaning forward to press his chest into your own as he sinks himself to whisper in your ear:

"You should know I would never let anyone else have you." The hand that rests on your hip glides it's way over the top of your thighs, worming it's way between them to cup your sex.

You try to clamp your thighs tighter together, nervousness overtaking your movements as you struggle a little under the intensity of his stare- but he doesn't relent. His movements are precise; calculated and strong and confident. As if he knows exactly how to touch you in all the ways you love.

"Yakumo… please…" You nearly whisper, but it comes out like a quiet whimper instead.

In the moonlight, it's like the sapphire of his eyes turn to a sea of flame; red flashing through the irises like lightning until there's nothing left of the gentle blue you once knew.

"Please what, my doll?"

You don't know. You don't know what you want. Do you want him to give you space? Do you want him to continue? Do you enjoy the predatory look he's giving you, with his eyes half-lidded in what you now called lust? Or do you enjoy the way his hand cups your sex, stationary and only teasing in his touch? Did you need more of him, like you had always dreamed about? Or did you need him to say this was all some twisted joke- cruel and unusual; to tell you to go to sleep. That this was all a dream.

"Please…" Your hips jerk forward into his palm ever so slightly, but it's a movement Yakumo would not dare to miss.

"Please… I… Please touch me…"

An amused huff escapes him, his middle finger now gliding along the slit of your pussy as his eyes narrow.

"So you were offering yourself to whoever came along, hmm? I didn't know my little doll could be such a slut." He hissed the vulgar, informal word out and into your ear; sending another wave of shivers down your body. His finger slides past your lips, gliding easily along the entrance to your core but not daring to even tease about going inside; instead parting your lips as he moves up and over the bud at the top.

"There's nothing that will stop me from taking you tonight, my doll. Nobody that will come to save you. You are mine, and mine alone. I won't let anybody have you."

The tip of his finger circles around your clit, and your walls clench around nothing as you stare up into his eyes.

You know he means what he says.

"I love you, (Y/N)…" He mumbles as he lowers himself next to your ear again. "I always have."

His finger finally moves to brush over your clit; only a feather of a touch across the sensitive bud, but it was enough to make you push your hips slightly into his hand. He chuckled at your action.

"You want this as badly as I do, don't you my doll?" He whispers, his tongue coming out to flick the shell of your ear. "You want me to touch you here, don't you? You want my fingers inside of you?"

"Yes," you moan out almost immediately, hands struggling in his hold as he presses harder on your clit.

"You've been a naughty girl tonight, my doll. How can I know I can trust you? If I pull my hands away, you may start to do bad things again."

"Yakumo… Please… I.. I promise… I won't… Do anything… Please…"

"You're lucky I am merciful, my doll."

He relents, pulling his body away from yours entirely- but you whine at the loss of stimulation on your needy clit. You can feel your walls clench around nothing as you watch the professor lower himself down your body, bringing himself to the floor infront of you.

You sit up to follow him, to watch what he plans to do; but your heart stutters in your chest and your face heats up even further at the feeling of his soft hands on your foot; one hand cradling the back of your calf as he brings his lips to the top of your ankle.

"I wish to worship you like a man would a deity." He speaks softly, but loud enough for you to hear him- not like it was hard in the silence of your bedroom anyway.

His eyes stay fixed on your flesh as he moves his lips up your leg, placing another kiss on the top of your calf. He looks ethereal in the moonlight; like he was an angel born of the moon and the stars and descended here just to love you.

Perhaps he was.

His lips move up to kiss your knee, and you can't do anything but stare at him as he continues his affectionate touches. His hands caress your legs, your thighs, parting them slowly so he can move to plant a deeper kiss on the inside; right on the crux of where your knee meets the meat of your thigh.

You can't help the hand that slides to cover his own that rests on the outside of your thigh; and the action causes Yakumo to finally lift his head and gaze at you. His eyes are filled with so many emotions, swirling in the calm flow of lava in the mists of his irises. And while you know he's looking at you with carnal desire, you can also tell he's looking at you with utter adoration.

His eyes flicker down to your thighs, gazing upon the prize that lay at the apex of the both of them; his face moving ever closer to the sweetness that leaks from your core.

Your thighs clench, but his hands hold them apart, and you can barely even move your legs with his graceful strength. His nose bumps into the top of your sex, his breath ghosting across the dampened, sensitive flesh.

The hand you're not holding on to moves to spread your entrance apart, baring your sex to him in full. And he stares at you like you're the most delicious feast he will ever have. His tongue comes out to lick a strip from the base of your entrance to the top of your clit, and your hand digs claws into his on your thigh. Yakumo draws your clit between his lips, suckling gently on the nerves as you writhe below him.

"Y-Yakumo…" You moan out breathily, to which he doesn't respond- only sucking a little harder at the bud before letting go of it and running his tongue back down your pussy.

You let out another whimper as you feel his muscle flick across your entrance; up and down in a repeated motion of desire as if he was licking his own lips in preparation for his newfound feast. He dives into you like a starved man, tongue lapping up all of the juices you have to offer as a groan escapes his throat; breathy and light but it sends a jolt through your core, a new wave of arousal washing over your sex.

The hand that parts your pussy for him moves, placing the pad of his thumb on your clit. In an instant, he's incessantly rubbing circles into you, his tongue moving fast against your walls as you suddenly buck your hips into his face.

He's skilled. Very skilled. And you briefly wonder how he got so skilled before his thumb presses harder on your nub, and you let out a loud, lewd moan at the pressure; his hand moving in fast circles to match the intensity of his tongue in your pussy.

Your hand digs more into his; and in turn his hand starts to dig into the flesh of your thigh, the slight pain tinging the pleasure with a new flavour and just causing you to moan again, feeling your peak coming so much faster then you expected.

His eyes flick up to meet yours; they're clouded with lust and desire and need, but he's so clearly enjoying making you squirm and moan under his touch. The look of him, Professor Yakumo, on his knees between your legs and enjoying the feast that is your wet cunt is divinely sinful. It's like he himself glows with gentle starlight; like he himself was made to please you exactly in every way you could ever desire.

Your orgasm hits suddenly; all too quickly bringing your stimulation to a roaring peak as you cum into his mouth, the man greedily lapping up everything you have to give him as he continues to eat your pussy through your orgasm.

The tightening of your muscles is like an earthquake through you; muscles constantly contracting and relaxing as wave after rolling wave of pleasure shoot through your entire body; the orgasm prolonged thanks to Yakumo's insistent touch.

"Y-Yakumo…" You pant as you finally, finally feel your high start to pass. And you look down at him with half lidded, tired eyes as he slows his own movements until he finally stops; the last remnants of your orgasm fading to memory.

The man leans up, his lips capturing your own in a heated kiss as his tongue dives into your mouth to share your essence with you; thoroughly ensuring every corner of your mouth gets a taste before he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you briefly before it snaps under the weight of his stare.

"My doll…" He speaks softly, taking your hand that had been on his and pulling it up to his lips to place a chaste kiss on the back of it.

“Hello, (y/n).” You heard one familiar voice greeting you, as you closed the book that you were reading, cheeks a little bit pinkish. “Oh uh… Hello, Ginnojo.” You nodded towards him, sending him a warm smile. “Reading another book?” You nodded your head again, eyes moving down to the blueish book, too shy to answer him properly. The blue-haired ayakashi walked off, sorting the newer books into the bookshelves.

Your gaze wandered up, not meeting anyone’s, making you sigh in relief, before you grabbed a small notebook and start doodling and in there. Your eyes often moved up, not realizing that you were searching the owner of the book store. Were you really that madly in love with him? Or was it just a mere crush?

Hoping for the last one, you were continuing your drawing of one certain person who never leaves your mind. He was living there, rent-free. You were sure of it.

“Interesting. He looks like… me.” A voice whispered into your ear, making your back shiver by the soft voice. A small squek left your lips, as you turned around, putting your hands over the drawing. “I-I-I wasn‘t drawing you! Don‘t stare at it!”

Chuckling at you, Ginnojo nodded his head, knowing that you were drawing him. He might not know why, but he surely knew that it made him happy. “You are very good at it, (y/n).” You only shook your head at his words, denying it.

“No, I’m not…” You mumbled softly, but Ginnojo could be – surprisingly – stubborn too, so he grasped the notebook out of your hands to take a closer look at your lovely drawing. “I think you do. I really like it.” He said, eyes wandering towards your blushing and shocked face. “Y-You do…?”

He nodded again. “I do. If I might ask… May I keep it? I would be happy to see it and always think of you, whenever I see this lovely drawing.” He asked you, making you gulp at his question and nervous. He truly wanted to have it and also thought of it as a good drawing. Never have you thought that anybody would ever like it. “O-Of course… If you want it.”

The blue-haired ayakashi thanked you, smiling at you so sweetly that you thought that actual butterflies stormed in there. “N-No problem…”

⛩️ Akiyasu always wants to protect you, so please, don’t run into something stupid or dangerous. He wants to come home and see you safe and healthy there with no scratches and wounds.

⛩️ If you are an Onmyoji, he will try to teach you everything he had learned in his life, so Akiyasu knows that you can also protect youself, but he will send Kagemaru after you, so he knows that you are truly safe.

⛩️ If you aren’t an Onmyoji, then Akiyasu will never tell you anything about his occupation and tries to change the topic all the time. He just wants you to be safe, so please stop mentioning his job!

⛩️ If you have a pet, the poor man will try to get friendly with it, but deep down, he just wants to run away and throw the pet away!

⛩️ Whenever you look away, he actually walks far away from your pet and starts stuttering and sweating when your pet comes near the afraid Onmyoji.

⛩️ If you notice his fear of animals, then he will cling himself onto you, refusing to let you go until the animal will walk away.

⛩️ He is amazed by you. How comes that you aren’t afraid of them? Those beasts could kill you and bite you like a dog did back in his past!

⛩️ He loves to spend his time with you, while he lays his head on your lap and reads books with you. It’s really relaxing!

⛩️ He doesn’t want to admit it, but he gets very shy, whenever you kiss him. Even if you kiss him lightly on his cheek or his fingertips, his cheeks will turn a dark red.

👹 Being forgetful wasn’t as great as people thought it could be. Sure, you forgot a few bad things that once happened or forgave others easily, because of it, but there were times, Koga was too worried about you little problem. 👹 “Mh… What did I wanted to do again…?” You asked yourself, staring at the ground while you held your chin in your hand, trying to remember that one task that you needed to do. 👹 “There you are.” You heard your lovely boyfriend behind you, who walked towards his adorable s/o, that would want to flip tables over because they once again forgot what they wanted to do. “Are you alright?” 👹 “No, Koga… I’m sorry… I really have to do something important, but dumb me forgot to write it down. What is wrong with me?” As you turned around, your arms embraced the ayakashi while your (e/c) eyes teared up. 👹 “Maybe it wasn’t that important.” Koga tried to reassure you, patting with one hand your head, while the other one held you tightly until he heard your stomach growl like a hungry bear. 👹 Your face blushed as you turned your head away from your boyfriend, who chuckled at you. “I think I know what you forgot again. Come, let’s go and buy you something to eat. I don’t want my s/o to starve again, like yesterday.”

🦊 He is prepared for anything! Toichiro thankfully has everything you needed and can also read you like an open book. Even if you forgot anything, he surely will know what it is. 🦊 He will also tease you a lot, making you a flustered mess. It will always make him chuckle and happy to see your redden cheeks. It’s the best thing to see on mornings. 🦊 “Were are you going, love?” You glanced over your shoulder, staring at your smirking boyfriend. “Out. Why?” – “Haven’t you forgot something?” Your eyes widen. You forgot something again! Oh no, what was it? 🦊 After a few minutes of standing in front of the door and thinking about it, you finally realized what you forgot. A goodbye kiss! With a smile and pinkish cheeks, you kissed Toichiro’s cheek, before saying bye and meet your friends. 🦊 “I don’t mind the kiss, love, but you forgot your shoes!” You heard him behind you, now facepalming at yourself. “I’m an idiot.” – “You are my idiot, love.”

🐈 Nachi was one wonderful boyfriend. Not only did he do everything in your household, but he also wrote down what you should do and shoves those small papers into your pockets, so you won’t forget anything. 🐈 “Have you bought the milk?” – “Uhhh… N-Nachi… I think I forgot it there… I will go and grab it again.” You laughed, scratching your neck until you were interrupted by your cat-like boyfriend, who sighed at you. “Don’t worry, I know that you would forget it anyway, so I bought a bottle of milk already, just in case.” 🐈 Nachi is always prepared. He knows you better that you might know yourself! 🐈 “Here is a grocery list. Please, don’t forget anything this time.” Nachi smiled, his tail wiggling as you patted his head for a few seconds, before you waved at him. It surely was a typical day for the both of you. 🐈 “Mh… Fish… Check… Milk… Check… Salad… I think I bought it… What was the last point again?” Your eyes wandered down, staring at the last words, he often wrote down. “Hehe… I love you too, Nachi.” You hummed happily, walking towards your home you shared with the ayakashi, only realizing that you had forgot your shopping bag once again…

🗡️ You stood in front of a bookshelf alone. Tears nearly escape your eyes, but you are trying to stay strong. Sure, you were in front of it for three hours, but that’s normal for you, as you have forgot which book you wanted to bring over to your boyfriend, who was waiting for you at your place. 🗡️ Thankfully, Tatsuomi knew you very well, which is why he had want to come along, but you shoved him back inside your house, telling him that you can do it alone, as you were a great adult and could remember such an easy thing. 🗡️ Unfortunately, you have forgot the title of the book. “Were you searching this book mayhap?” A tall man stood next to you, pressing a book into your hands as you looked at the man. His face looked very similar to your boyfriend’s but he had a mustache and blond long hair on his head. It couldn’t be Tatsu… right? 🗡️ “Uhhh… I guess… Thanks… I will just ask my boyfriend, when I go back. Thank you, sir.” As your eyes glanced down to the book in your hands and up to the man, you realized that he had disappeared. Maybe it was a ghost? That was weird. 🗡️As you opened the door, you walked to your living room, seeing Tatsu sweating a few drops, as he had shoved something into his bag. “Are you alright?” – “Oh, (y/n)! That was the book I wanted, thanks! You really remembered it.” Your boyfriend interrupted you, grabbing the book out of your hands, as you raised your eyebrow. “Alright… I will go and make us some tea.” You said, forgetting to ask him what he was trying to hide in his bag, while Tatsu sighed in relief that you haven’t seen the fake mustache and wig in his bag.

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Some might think that the answer was easy, but for the cat-like demon it surely wasn’t. Whenever he tried to confess his feelings to you, he couldn’t utter out any word and would stand in front of you, making you think that he was spacing out, but the poor guy was actually panicking internally and screaming at himself for not confessing already.

Not knowing how he should do it; he asked nearby neighbors for help and often got the same ideas day after day. Perhaps it might help him with his current situation.

Plan number one: Gifting you your favorite flowers.

“Oh my, they are beautiful.” You mumbled, picking up the bright and colorful bouquet into your hands to gaze at them. “But who would put them in front of the door?” You asked yourself, trying to figure out, but luck wasn’t on your side, as you couldn’t find any card or advice. Shrugging your shoulders, you walked with the bouquet into your living room, smiling at the flowers.

While Nachi slapped his palm on his forehead. “I forgot the card….”

Plan number two: A date in a restaurant.

That couldn’t go wrong, right? Well, luck seemed to hate Nachi. “(Y/N), do you maybe want to go to that nice restaurant down the street?” He smiled at you, his tail flicking to the left and right, hoping for you to accept his invitation. “Oh, I would love to.” The corner of your lips turned up, making his stomach feel so weird, as if thousands of butterflies stormed inside of him. “We could also ask our friends to join us! They would love to go with us, I think!”

Sighing, Nachi followed you, cursing every friend of yours that you invited to the restaurant.

Plan number three: A love letter.

It might be not so creative, but Nachi still tried to write everything he felt for you into his letter. You should read all his emotions in there, making you realize how much in love he truly was!

But like every other plan of his, this one wasn’t a success either, as you read the letter, smiling at Nachi with one sweetish smile gracing your lips. “Aw, I like you too, Nachi. You are a great friend!”

Were you truly that oblivious?

“How should I confess…?” He whispered to himself, staring at your peaceful face, while you rest on his lap tiredly. “You are so oblivious…” He continues, softly tracing his fingertips on your cheek. “You are so cute, even now, while you sleep…” A soft chuckle left his mouth, before he talked more. “I really like you… Huh?”

Nachi’s yellow eyes widen as he saw your shocked face, staring at each other. A blush colored your face, making him feel gushy. “Why are you so shocked?!” He asked out loud, surprising you even more. Wait, have you maybe not sleeping? Were you listening?

Now the demon gazed away, hoping that you finally stopped being so damn oblivious or maybe not even realize what he had told you a second ago, afraid that you might reject him.