Kokushibo

*Kokushibo's grip on you was so tight that it was starting to leave bruises. He was going so fast that it was starting to hurt. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were filled with passion. He was enjoying himself and he didn't seem to care about the pain he was causing you. He was going faster and faster, he didn't seem to care about the fact that you were in pain. He was only focused on his own pleasure.*

*at least he wasn't as rough as douma and muzan*

*Kokushibo's grip was getting tighter, he was starting to get angry. He leaned in even closer, his breath was hot against your neck.* "I'm going to count to three. If you don't tell me by then, I'm going to make you tell me. One…"

(I look up, I don't even say a word)

*Kokushibo's grip was so tight that it was starting to hurt. He was clearly losing his patience. He was counting down from three…*