REQUESTED BY: heycation_

A/N: The second part to the previous chapter. Enjoy!

There will be more mild sexual content here, be forewarned.

(As per usual, anata means darling, tsuma means wife affectionately)

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Tanjiro:

A squeak left your mouth, startling you out of your dozing as you felt a slap on your ass, followed by a gasp - "Oh! I'm so sorry!"

Turning, you saw your husband with a beet red face, covering his mouth. "I- I didn't think I would hit you that hard..."

"It's okay," you comforted with a smile as you snuggled backward against him.

Nezuko:

A firm pat on your ass made you let out a sharp breath, and when you turned, you were surprised to see your petite wife standing behind you with an innocent smile. Curiously, the bamboo was nowhere to be seen.

"My, my," you cooed with a grin. "I guess that's payback, huh?"

She simply giggled and hugged you. "Pretty (y/n)."

Zenitsu:

You could hear him giggling to himself even before you felt the slap.

"Zen!" You exclaimed playfully, whirling around. "I didn't realize you had it in you to be this bold!"

"I can't help it," he mourned, raising the back of his hand to his forehead. "My adorable wife standing right in front of me is too much temptation!"

Inosuke:

A hard slap to your bare butt made you exclaim, your hands flying behind as you whirled around to stare at the culprit.

"Inosuke, what the hell?" You demanded.

"I wanted to try what you did before!" He announced with a grin. "You're really soft!"

"We're married! You already knew that!" You yelled, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Would you come to the bath already? I don't want the water to get cold."

Giyuu:

At the feeling of your butt getting slapped, you turned in surprise at your usually-stoic new husband, whose face was pink.

"Sorry," he murmured. "I wanted to... see what it felt like."

"Oh." Your face softened. "You can touch me whenever you want, honey. I don't mind."

Nodding, he allowed you to bring him in for an embrace. Sighing happily, you closed your eyes as your husband's woodsy scent filled your senses.

Your eyes shot wide open when you felt another pat on your butt.

"... Soft, yet firm," you could hear him whisper in astonishment. "Huh."

Kyojuro:

You let out a squeak, turning to smile at your husband as you paused in drying your hair. "Well hello to you too."

Chuckling, he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. "Sorry for the rude greeting - I couldn't help myself. You look beautiful fresh out of the bath."

"Not that I mind." You leaned against him as he reached past you for his toothbrush. "You smell good. Did you get a good fire going?"

He hummed an affirmative. "It won't be chilly for long. Join me?"

Muichiro:

Perhaps the otherwise quiet young man being in love with you had unleashed every single last want he'd shoved down over the years; you'd scarcely been married a few months and yet you'd seen a wilder side to your colleague that you'd never seen before you began dating as teenagers.

Today, of course, was no different. As you were bending over to grab your uniform for the day, you yelped in surprise as a hand met your rear swiftly, leaving a brief aftershock of pain.

Whipping your head up, you saw your husband smile at you as he walked past. "Excuse me."

"Excuse you!" You called, adjusting your robe; yet you couldn't help the fond grin that spread across your face. "At least buy me dinner first!"

Shinobu:

"Oh!" You gasped, feeling your wife's hand leave your butt.

Turning, you raised a brow playfully. "In the lab? Shino, you're too bold."

She just chortled, shaking her head as she pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Gyomei:

A soft pat on your butt was what made you look up at your husband in surprise.

His face was already red from embarrassment, and when he felt your questioning gaze he covered his face and murmured, "Forgive my boldness, tsuma. I wasn't aware of what I was touching."

"Oh, no, Gyomei, it's fine, I'm fine." You reassured him quickly, patting his arm with a smile. "You know you have my permission to touch me however you want, right? I'm your wife."

"I'm aware." He nodded slowly. "I... do not wish to become lost to my own desires."

"Oh, anata." Your eyes softened and you set down your ceramic chopsticks and turned to wrap your arms around his middle. "You sweet, sweet man."

Sanemi:

When you felt your ass sting from impact, you yelled in surprise and whirled around, ready to cuss out whoever had just dared to smack you.

Instead, you see your husband with a mischievous grin. "Hey, sweetcheeks, lunch is ready."

"You deviant," you grumbled, rubbing your sore cheek. "You hit hard."

"Yeah, well so do you." He rolled his eyes and gestured for you to follow him back inside. "C'mon, I made your favorite."

Akaza:

At the pat on your butt, you turned with raised brows, only to see your husband. "You're home?"

"Just got back," he replied with a soft smile. "Sorry... was that rude of me?"

"Not in the slightest. C'mere." You mirrored his expression as you pulled him in for a hug. "I'm happy you're back."

Douma:

A firm swat to your ass made you yell in surprise. Whirling around, you saw your Upper Moon standing behind you with a sweet smile.

"Hello, Dove," he greeted.

"Why did-- what-- what was that for?" You questioned, rubbing your sore butt.

"You said that was how partners show affection, right?" He replied, tilting his head. "I was showing my affection."

"N- not that hard!"

"Ah, so gentler then." He nodded and patted your butt.

Your face was red as a spider-lily as you cupped your hands over it and turned away.

Kokushibo:

A cautious pat on your butt made you turn, spoon still in hand.

Your husband stood behind you at an imposing height that would have been intimidating had it not been him.

"Hello," you greeted with a smile. "Dinner?"

He nodded to you, placing a hand on your shoulder as he reached for a knife, probably intent on handling his own meal.

Muzan:

You shrieked loudly as soon as you felt a slap on your ass, believing previously that you were alone in your apartment.

Whirling around with your hand raised, you paused and heaved a shaky sigh when you saw Muzan behind you, dolled up as always in his woman form.

"Don't do that to me, Muzan," you breathed, clasping at your heart. "You scared the hell out of me."

"Your reflexes are still lacking, it seems," he mused in disappointment. "Well, no matter. Come along; don't you wish to spend some time with me?"

Eyeing him suspiciously, you took his outstretched hand. "What did you have in mind?"

"A stroll through the city center; there's a festival happening. I will wait until you've changed into a good kimono."

You could already feel your annoyance ebbing away, and you gave him a soft smile before turning and hurrying into your room.

Yoriichi:

Only one man would dare have the courage to touch your ass, and even now you could feel a fond smile as you felt Yoriichi hesitantly pat you on the rear.

"Hello, anata," you greeted warmly as you turned to kiss him on the cheek.

He hummed a greeting of his own, pink cheeks betraying his own embarrassment over what he'd just done.

"Did you like feeling my butt?" You teased, handing him a bowl of rice fresh from the pot.

His blush darkened, and you giggled impishly as he took his chopsticks and dug into his meal.

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A/N: It was so hard imagining Gyomei slapping your ass-- like the only thing I can see is him praying for forgiveness for even thinking about your butt lecherously. I still got it done though >.>;

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