Demon Slayer Mouths Novels & Stories

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

And Squeaker, unfazed, was bearing Dante's Inferno quite well. Samael ignored me, eyes intent on the pit. It was wide enough to swallow an army. “Good enough,” he said. He licked blood from his lips. “And yet...” He snapped his fingers as an afterthought. An ironclad warship rose to the surface. Its smokestacks wheezed black vapor. I cocked my brow, skeptical. “That thing will give me tetanus.” “What, would you rather swim? This is the Dragon's Mouth, dear wormling- the entrance to the afterlife. Tetanus is the least of your worries. And with Dumah at the prow, there's no way you could possibly say no.”

Her mind screamed, but only choked whimpers. As Lucian assaulted her mouth, Jamil moved into place. He slid his cock to her mouth, grabbing her jaw, forcing it open. Crack! The pressure was too much. He forcefully opened her mouth with his cock. Her body arched, a desperate spasm. She choked, tears blurring her eyes, throat raw. The bitter, metallic taste filled her mouth. "Open wider, whore!" Lucian grunted, pushing deeper. "You'll take us all!" Her vision swam.

Fear would have crawled in the heart of any human present but there was only Kyle, who was already under the influence of this demon. Black tendrils halted as they neared the body of Ruby, turning into sharp claws with nails as long as a pencil and sharper than a knight's sword. A gauntlet face appeared from the shadows; it had no eyes, and its mouth was large like a suction pump. "She is all yours," Kyle triumphantly announced. Demon's mouth enlarged and its claws dug deep into the soft flesh of Ruby. Liquefying her insides, it began to feed on its flesh and blood, covering her completely, like a wraith.

-Camilla," Jesse mumbled. -Yes? -he asked, looking at her. Jesse said nothing, just stood in absolute silence looking behind Camila. All was silence, both Adrien and Camila turned to look behind them very cautiously. Camila was a little scared when she saw what was a few steps away from them: a very tall, thin man, he had tentacles instead of hands that moved. His face... he had no face. It was a blank circle. But that blank circle had a mouth, and very sharp teeth. Slenderman opened his mouth so wide that a disturbing sound came out of it, it sounded like screaming, wailing and something very stressful like hundreds of glass breaking.

He then moves her hands so that he is holding them in one as he then can slide the other up and down the wonderful soft body he has trapped under him. Losing himself quickly to the pleasure of the screams around him and the struggles of the female under him, the lower Demon lets his forked tongue hang out and swipes it up Yasmine’s exposed neck and the side of her face. As the lower Demon extends his claws, he is suddenly screaming himself before he turns into a fiery smoke and disappears.

Vincent's fingers itched to rip the bastard's throat out. Not yet, his wolf warned. Heading to the center table laden with food and drink he snatched up a bottle of wine, chugging it straight from the bottle. "Has anyone ever told you, you drink too much, dog?" a sneering voice mocked. A snarl vibrated up his chest as he glared sideways at the demon. Ivan the Defiler glared right back at him, his cold eyes like ice. Leaning against the table the demon crossed his arms, his black hair hanging to his waist. His face was harsh and cruel, a permanent sneer on his lips, while his black horns curled up from the sides of his head, the sharp points glinting in the light.

“If this battle happened a few months from now, then my loss would be certain. But since your knowledge about your ability is still on the surface. I might as well devour you now” Fenrir walked towards Lyon and stood in front of his lifeless body, the smile on his face wouldn’t leave as he slowly grabbed him by the clothes and lifted him up in the air. His mouth opened in a snake-like way, jaws extending like it disconnected from his skull. Saliva dripped from his mouth towards Lyon, he was giggling like a child as he pulled Lyon closer to his mouth.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

Layla lifted her left hand and put it on her mouth to cover her sinister smile. “I was thinking… maybe killing one of you would make me stronger. What do you guys think?” She tilted her head to the side with a dead expression in her eyes. “I wonder who tasted better,” Layla mumbled as she opened her mouth, showing a pair of fangs sprouting from her mouth. She licked her lips with incomprehensible desire in her eyes. “Thanks for the meal,” she whispered before pouncing on her target.