Y/N walked beside Hōzuki, amazed at the bustling streets of hell.  She spotted a small white dog, calling it out.

"Shiro!"

"Oh! Y/N and Hōzuki-sama!"

He held his metal club, slinging it on his shoulder with a bag tied to it.

"Off duty today?"

"Uh-huh! I'm taking a walk! I love walks! You could say they're my biggest passion!"

"Well, you are a dog, after all."

"But sometimes I see this fluffy white thing that won't go away no matter how much I chase it. What... is that? It's scary. Do you think it's a ghost?"

She giggled at the adorable dog, which earned her a squinting boyfriend.

"T-That's your tail, Shiro! Hahaha~ You're too cute..."

"T-Tail?! I will figure out that mystery and see if it is true. Anyways, where are you guys heading off to?"

"Hōzuki and I are going to the Crow-tengu police station... Wait one second... Hōzuki?"

The stoic man looked down at her, raising an eyebrow.

"Your job is to punish the dead for their wrongdoing, right?"

"Correct. I'm an adviser to that process."

"Then what about the police? What do they do?"

"Oh... Well to simply put it, they're an organization designed to crack down the illegal activities of hell wardens and yokai. They also search for the dead who try to escape... I guess they do have better mobility since they can fly. There are some who can't fly. We're on our way to meet one now, actually. The meeting place is... ah..."

He points to a beautiful boy standing on the fence of a bridge while playing an instrument.

Fwooohhh~ Fwoooh~

"H-He's handsome!"

"Huh?"

Hōzuki's voice dripped with venom.

"H-Hello! May I ask why you are standing on top of the guardrail and playing this... really long horn?"

"I thought I could train my abs this way?"

Shiro exclaims,

"Why your abs? Wouldn't a fife suit you better, anyway?"

"Sorry... I'm sick of playing the fife."

"You've played it enough to get sick of it?"

Hōzuki states,

"Anyone would get sick of it after playing it for 800 years."

800 years?!

"He's general Minamoto-no-yoshitsune."

Both Shiro and Y/N were stunned, meeting a pretty boy who was apparently the genius Japanese general from the late Heian Era.

"He's a member of the Crow-tengu police. I have business with him today. His tactical genius is genuine and he now works as a commander."

"Well, not really. I'm not a genius. Oh, please follow me.

Yoshitsune served them tea and Shiro some warm water. At the reception hall, Hōzuki discusses business with him, which Y/N tried understanding. Out of a sudden,

"I WANT TO BE MANLY! A MANLY MAN THAT GIRLS DROOL OVER!"

She flinched, nearly dropping her teacup from Yoshitsune's sudden confession.

"Hence, I'd like to ask you! Though you look thin with clothes on, you're actually quite well-built! How did you obtain such a physique?!"

Shiro went to feel his muscles while she flushed since she had seen it in its full glory.

"I don't do anything special... Oh, I do mince the dead with a stone mill and drop large slabs on them, too. Also, swinging around large people around does train the biceps."

Y/N softly patted his head, stroking it with care.

"General, there are people who'd prefer to be slender..."

"Slender Japanese men might be popular among gays around the world, but how you perceive that is up to the individual.

"Hōzuki!"

How can Hōzuki say that so blatantly?!

Yoshitsune covered his face, on the verge of tears as his body shook. The conversation went on and it came to the point where he tried lifting Hōzuki's metal club. The dog sighed,

"Say, why exactly do you want to train so much? Do you have some sort of goal?"

"YES! I WANT TO FULFILL MY LIFE'S DREAM AND BECOME A SUMO WRESTLER!"

Out of a sudden, Hōzuki punches him and he flies away, smashing against the wall.

"Please accept that you'll always be Ushiwakamaru. In your case, it's not just an image anymore, but a legend."

Y/N rushed to the boy, making she he was okay. His eyes were watery and it somehow pulled onto her heartstrings seeing him so sad.

"I-It's okay, General! G-Girls like me will always love to be with a slender guy like you. It doesn't mean that you have to be muscular to be manly."

"R-Really?"

"Mhmm-Hmm."

He gave her a tight hug, which he was about to be killed for. Walking back to where they live, Hōzuki was pouting all the way. Just right in front of his door, she giggled.

"Are you jealous?"

"I'm not a pretty boy."

"But you're a handsome man! Don't sweat it."

"Girls like you like slender guys?"

"I-I was just trying to cheer him up! My only preference is you."

He slams open his door, pulling her along into his room. Her body was thrown on the hard table, earning a loud yelp of pain. His arms caged her, breathing heavily as he glared down at her.

"I don't like hearing that even if you were trying to cheer him up. He has to face reality. Hell is not an easy place to survive."

"But he was upset. I guess you were never unsatisfied with what you were born with."

His fist punches the table, startling Y/N as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"You act all sweet and friendly with everyone. Have you ever thought of having more men in your honey trap?"

"W-What?!"

"I am your boyfriend and no one else is allowed to be fancied by you. Only me."

"Stop being jealous, Hōz-Mhphmm!"

His lips caught her, shutting her up in a rough kiss. Her lips were bitten and pulled while her hands pressed against the table for support. Hōzuki tore off her clothing including her undergarments.

"W-WaiHnn! Ahh!"

He violently bit along her neck and chest, planting bite marks around her nipples as he rubbed his hips against her dampening folds.

"This is punishment for flirting with guys in front of me."

"I w-wasn't flirtinAhh~"

His fingers massaged her clit, pressing and teasing roughly. Y/N could feel electricity on certain rubs, her neck stretching back from the pleasure. Two fingers slide into her hole, a sudden squeal escaped her lips. His digits curled up as they trusted in and out of her wet pussy. Her toes curled and muscles clenched, an orgasm that was received fairly fast. He undoes his clothes, slamming his dick straight into her pussy. A throaty mewl escaped her throat as her nails clawed the wooden table as he slammed in and out of her. Hōzuki grabs her neck, pushing her down to the left so that her body was bent in and L-shape. His shaft pounded into her, hitting her cervix in this position. 

SMACK

A loud moan sounded from the smack, her legs trembling from the immense bliss she felt from his penetrations.

"F-Fuck! Ahh! Hn~ Ahh!"

He'd spank her as he fucked her, the rough treatment turning her on greatly. Especially with those hands that were usually gentle on her were rough against her red skin that tingled with contact.

"A-Ahh! O-Oh! Ahn! Hnn~"

"You're wetter than usual. You really like it rough, eh?"

"H-Hahh! D-Don't say Ahn~ It like t-that! Ah! F-fuck! Ahn~"

The sounds of his hips smacking her skin and hands spanking her resonated in his quiet room. Her pants and moans were beautiful to him. Y/N did not expect her to love rough sex with Hōzuki. Maybe, making him jealous was the right move. He pressed against her hip, hands grabbing her back as he pushed her body closer to him. Hōzuki buries his dick deep into her pussy, filling her womb with his sperm. Her body trembled, filling the warm seeds that her body craved to be filled with. He pulls out, a gush of thick semen and a white ribbon connected their heats.

"In hell, punishment is necessary."

Wanting to tease him more, she props herself up with her elbow.

"Then punish me m-more, Hō. Zu. Ki~"

"No. I'll deprive you of this rough treatment you love until you learn your lesson."

He arranges his clothes, a confused girl tilting her head.

"You won't punish me?"

"Seems like you love punishment. It will be more of a punishment if we don't make love for a while."

"S-So no sex for a while?"

Noooooooo

"No sex until you stop flirting."