WARNING this chapter contains non consensual acts of sexual intimacy, and the use of derogatory language. viewer discretion is highly advised.

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{third POV}

Akaza sat crouched behind the corner with his hand firmly wrapped around Tanjiro's mouth; stifling his screams of terror as Tanjiro flailed in the demon's grip uselessly.

He kicked his legs around frantically before Akaza used his one free hand to press then to the floor in order to get him to stop moving. Tanjiro's eyes darted from side to side desperately, searching the corridor for anyone.

"Tanjiro, where did you go?!" Mitsuri called out, her footsteps getting closer to where they were hidden.

Tanjiro's muffled cries of freedom silenced completely when Akaza delivered a chop to the pressure point behind his neck; making the boy go limp in his hold.

"Tanjiro?" Mitsuri repeated, her voice holding some hesitance.

Akaza shuffled father into the corner, dragging Tanjiro's unconscious body along with him and folding his legs in so he wasn't visible from the hallway.

A sigh escaped Mitsuri's mouth before he went running down the hallway "Rengoku! Rengoku!" She yelled, her shouting gradually getting quieter as she ran away from the two.

'Shit I need to go, this place will be swarmed with hashira before long' Akaza thought panicked, hoisting Tanjiro in his arms before stealthily leaping out of his hiding place and creeping out the door with ease.

However, he made the mistake of not checking outside before he exited the mansion.

"Shit" he whispered, meeting Shinobu's dead purple eyes; staring blankly at him as Tanjiro's body lay limply in his arms.

She waisted no time in attacking the male, drawing her sword and trying to inject him with her poison but he jumped away just in time, taking refuge in the woods.

It was an overcast day so the sun wasn't out, which played directly into Akaza's hands.

"Hey stop! TANJIRO!" Shinobu called, following him into the woods to be met with nothing.

Shinobu felt overridden with frustration as the woods held no sign of the two, she had taken her chance and let it slip.

Now Tanjiro was gone...

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Akaza bent down and placed the still unconscious Tanjiro down on a mossy patch of thick underbrush; he had carried him far away from the demon slayer corps and was waiting for him to wake any minute now.

He bent down and stroked a strand of hair from his face; revealing his amazingly long eyelashes and slightly parted mouth, small sharp teeth poking out of his lips.

Akaza smiled and went over his soft lips with his thumb, caressing his soft cheeks and squishing them together to make him pout.

"How do you manage to make me feel like this Tanjiro..." he trailed off, squishing his face even more as he bent down closer so he could feel Tanjiro's breath on his cheek.

Akaza slid his hand through Tanjiro's sleek hair and grabbed a fist full; pulling his head back to show off his collar bone.

"How annoying" he hissed, eyes laid on the many fresh bite marks and hickeys.

His bright yellow eyes narrowed with jealousy, such smooth and soft perfect skin ruined by them? Unforgivable.

His eyes drifted to the hem of his dress; it was draped perfectly around his hips. Complimenting his surprisingly female but muscular body at the same time.

Akaza lifted the dress higher up Tanjiro's thighs; seeing streaky red nail marks dug into his pale flesh.

He huffed and tugged the material a little higher, just so it narrowly covered his groin. His hand travelled down the red marks as he groped his smooth thigh continuously, eventually sinking his teeth gently into his leg and licking what blood there was.

His eyes vibrated with flavour and sensation of his blood as he craved desperately for more.

Trailing his tongue down the bleeding bite mark, Akaza rose from his position and produced a thick rope he had hidden behind a large tree; he hoisted Tanjiro's body to be propped against the tree and started to wrap the rope around his torso and the tree.

Pulling at it to make sure it was strong enough, Akaza grinned with satisfaction and lifted Tanjiro's hanging head with his pointer finger and watched his eyelids gently flutter open.

Bright red and blue rimmed eyes instantly met with glowing yellow.

Those eyes which had taunted him for so long. The glowing yellow circulated by what looked like shattered blue glass; complimented with thick pink eyelashes and long unmoving brows.

Tanjiro was about to let out a shriek before Akaza snapped his hand around the boy's mouth; terrifying him to the point where he didn't dare make a noise.

"Shhh" Akaza hushed, his pointer finger raised to Tanjiro's trembling lips "good boy" he smiled, ruffling his burgundy hair once Tanjiro was deathly quiet out of fear.

"How come you have the appearance of a demon, yet the sun nor the need for flesh affects you Tanjiro?" Akaza asked, staring into Tanjiro's watering slitted eyes.

Tanjiro opened his mouth slightly then closed it again; hesitant to give an answer.

Akaza raised and eyebrow and provocatively slid his finger down Tanjiro's neck and to the top of the dress; tugging on the material till it ripped through the middle and exposed his shivering chest.

"S-stop please" Tanjiro wheezed, his voice harsh and raspy. Akaza smirked up at the boy and grabbed his face "how stupid are you? Fucking around with everyone in that mansion, letting everyone touch and fawn all over you" he hissed, taking great pleasure in seeing his distraught face.

So full of betrayal and regret it was empowering.

"You must like it don't you... what a slut. You should only give me your body, just me" he whispered, watching tears elegantly slide down Tanjiro's smooth cheeks.

Tanjiro sniffled and dropped his head dejectedly to the floor and sat emotionlessly as Akaza toyed with his exposed body.

Like a doll destined for the use of others.

Nothing but a pawn for someone else's amusement.

He was nothing.

A slut at most... at least that was what he believed.

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I almost jumped off a bridge thinking it was a flight of stairs when I was high.