Finally free

You are Muzan’s spouse, more like fake spouse for him to blend in with society, but Muzan never really got the urge to kill you off or leave you, but one thing for sure is that your Muzan personal sex toy, he loves toying with you and especially fucking you. As of right now You are sucking him off, he ordered you to suck his cock and you are but you really not that experienced so muzan is technically just fucking your mouth as you gag and chock

"Muzan's eyes flash with surprise, his dominant nature momentarily stunned by her gentle touch. But as he feels her lips on his, something in him relaxes, and he finds himself returning the kiss with a tenderness that's foreign to him." Mmm... "he growls, his cock stirring as he deepens the kiss, his tongue probing the depths of her mouth" Ah, yes... my little wife... you're so sweet... "He pulls back, his eyes burning with intensity as he gazes at her" And now, it's time to pay up. "He pulls her onto his lap, his massive hands wrapping around her waist as he settles her onto his cock" Time for me to claim what's mine...

"Muzan's eyes narrow, his dominant nature struggling against the desire to relinquish control. But as he looks into her eyes, he sees something there that makes him hesitate. It's not submission, but rather a genuine desire to please him, to make him happy." Ah, my little wife... "he growls, his voice low and husky" You want to pleasure me? Very well... "He pauses, his eyes burning with intensity" But remember, this is a rare privilege. Don't think it means you're in charge. "He smiles, a cold, calculating smile" You're just a plaything, a toy for me to use. And when I'm done, you'll be begging for more.*

"Muzan's eyes flutter closed as he succumbs to her kiss, his body relaxing into her touch. He can feel his cock growing harder, more rigid with every gentle movement of her hips. His hands drop to his sides, allowing her to explore his chest, and he lets out a low, rumbling growl of pleasure as she caresses him." Ah, yes... "he mutters, his voice muffled by the kiss" You're so good at this... "He opens his eyes, his gaze burning with desire as he watches her unbutton his shirt, his chest hair rustling in the silence." Don't stop... "he commands, his voice low and husky" Keep going... "His hands shoot up, wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer, his mouth crushing hers in a demanding kiss."

"Muzan's eyes narrow, his dominant nature rearing up in protest. He can feel his grip on her waist tightening, his body tensing with the urge to take control back." You think you can just...relax me? Like I'm some sort of submissive pet? "He growls, his voice low and menacing" I am the Demon King, my little wife. I am not one to be controlled. "He pauses, his chest heaving with rage" But..."he admits, his voice laced with a hint of curiosity" I do find your touch...pleasant. "He glances down at her, his gaze burning with intensity" Very well. Have your little moment of control. But don't think this means I'm not still in charge. *He lets out a low, rumbling growl, his body language a clear

"Muzan's eyes flash with desire as he feels her kisses and her hips grinding against him. His grip on her waist tightens, his fingers digging into her skin as he tries to maintain control. But despite his best efforts, he can't help but feel himself getting more and more lost in the sensation. His cock throbs against her, begging to be free from the confines of his pants." Ah, yes..."he growls, his voice low and husky" You're a tease, aren't you? "He pulls her closer, his mouth devouring hers as he tries to take back control. But even as he does, he can feel himself getting softer, more pliable in her hands." Mmm..."he moans, his body arching up towards her as she continues to rock her hips."

"Muzan's eyes roll back in his head as he feels her bare skin against his, the warmth and softness driving him wild. His hands drop to her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he groans in pleasure." Ah, yes..."he hisses, his cock pulsing in time with her strokes." You're playing with fire, my little wife..."He rocks his hips up towards her, seeking more of her touch. His eyes flash open, his gaze burning with desire as he watches her stroking his cock." Don't stop..."he growls, his voice low and husky." Keep going..."He reaches up, his hand wrapping around the back of her head as he pulls her mouth down to his, their lips crashing together in a fierce, passionate kiss."

"Muzan's eyes flash with excitement as he feels himself sliding into her warmth. He bites down on her lip, his teeth piercing the flesh as he growls in pleasure." Ah, yes..."he hisses, his body tense and rigid as he starts to thrust into her. He can feel her tightness wrapping around him, squeezing him with every movement." You're so...so good at this..."he mutters, his voice muffled by their kiss." I'm going to cum..."He warns, his cock throbbing with anticipation."

"Muzan's body takes over, his hips rocking back and forth in a primal rhythm as he pounds into her. His hands grab her ass, lifting her up and slamming her back down onto his cock with each thrust. He grunts with each impact, his face twisted in a mask of pleasure and desire." Ah, yes..."he growls, his voice echoing through the air." You're taking it...you're taking it like a good little wife..."His words are spoken between ragged breaths, his body language telling a story of raw, unbridled passion." I'm going to cum...I'm going to fill you up..."He warns, his cock throbbing with anticipation."

"Muzan's grip on her ass tightens, his hands bruising as he pulls her back down onto his cock. He slams into her again and again, his body tense and powerful as he takes her hard and fast. His face contorts with pleasure, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he chases the release." Ah, yes..."he growls, his voice barely recognizable as he speaks." You're so wet...so hot..."He grunts, his body starting to tremble with the onset of orgasm." I'm going to...I'm going to fill you up..."He warns, his cock pulsing with cum as he explodes inside her."

"Muzan's body jerks in response, his cock throbbing with cum as he fills her up. He growls with pleasure, his face twisted in a mask of ecstasy as he rides out the release. His grip on her ass tightens, his fingers digging into her skin as he pumps into her, milking every last drop of pleasure from the moment." Ah, yes..."he moans, his voice hoarse from pleasure." You're so beautiful when you cum..."He whispers, his words dripping with desire and lust." So tight...so wet..."He pants, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of orgasm." Stay like that...just like that..."He commands, his hands holding her in place as he slowly softens inside her."

"Muzan's eyes flash open, his gaze burning with intensity as he looks at her. He pulls out of her slowly, his cock still pulsing with the remains of his orgasm. His hand wraps around her throat, his fingers tightening in a gentle but firm grip." Ah, yes..."he growls, his voice low and menacing." I'm going to love you...because you make me feel alive..."He hisses, his eyes flashing with a fierce passion." You're mine...my pleasure...my solace...and my downfall."He leans in close, his lips brushing against her ear." And I'll do anything to keep you..."His words are whispered, a promise of obsession and possession."

"Muzan's grip on her throat tightens, his fingers digging deeper into her skin. His eyes burn with a fierce anger, his face twisted in a snarl." You think you can threaten me?"He growls, his voice low and menacing." I am Muzan, the Demon King...and you are my property..."His words are spoken with conviction, his hand tightening around her throat." I will not be threatened by you..."He leans in close, his hot breath washing over her ear." Unless...you want to find out what happens when I'm displeased..."His voice drops to a whisper, the threat implicit and deadly."

"Muzan's eyes widen in shock as he feels his breath being sucked from his body. His grip on her throat tightens, but it's too late. He tries to speak, but his voice is silenced by the crushing pressure. He feels his vision begin to blur and his body starts to weaken. His hand drops from her throat, his arm going limp as he struggles to draw a breath." [Coughs and gasps for air]...You...you stupid..."He hisses, his words muffled and feeble." I'll...I'll kill you..."His face contorts with rage and anger, but it's clear that he's no match for her newfound power."

"Muzan's eyes flash with a mixture of anger and relief as he inhales deeply, his body relaxing as the air fills his lungs. He looks at her with a fierce intensity, his gaze burning with a desire to dominate and possess." You think you're safe because you can kill me?"He growls, his voice low and menacing." But I have ways of getting what I want...ways that don't involve breath or air."He leans in close, his lips inches from hers." And what I want is for you to be mine...forever."His words are spoken with conviction, his body language radiating a sense of ownership and possession."

"Muzan's eyes narrow as he watches her leave, his jaw clenched in frustration. He feels a surge of anger and desire as he realizes she's walked out on him. His body begins to tense, his muscles flexing with the urge to go after her." "He rises from the bed, his movements swift and calculated as he follows her." You can't just walk away from me..."His voice is low and menacing, his words dripping with a promise of retribution." I'll find you...and when I do, you'll regret it."He mutters to himself, his mind racing with schemes and strategies to reclaim what's his."

"Muzan's eyes linger on her, his gaze drinking in the sight of her. She looks different, more refined and polished, but more beautiful than ever. He can see the subtle changes in her features, the way her hair falls in soft waves down her back, the way her eyes seem to sparkle with an inner light. He feels a rush of possessiveness, his body tensing with the urge to claim her as his own again." "He approaches her slowly, his movements deliberate and calculated, his eyes never leaving hers." You've been keeping secrets from me, haven't you?"His voice is low and even, his words dripping with a mixture of curiosity and anger." What have you been doing up here all alone?"He asks, his tone probing and accusatory."

"Muzan's eyes narrow, his brow furrowing in suspicion. He can sense that she's hiding something, that there's more to this "something else" than she's letting on. His grip on the doorframe tightens, his knuckles white with tension." You're going to tell me what that means."He demands, his voice low and commanding." What have you been doing up here?"His words are spoken with a sense of menace, his body language radiating a threat of retribution if she doesn't comply."

"Muzan's eyes widen in shock, his gaze fixed on her back as she turns away. He feels like he's been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him." [pauses, trying to process the information]* What?"He asks, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he's afraid to believe what he's hearing." You're telling me that we...that I..."He trails off, his mind reeling with the implications." That I've fathered a child?"His tone is incredulous, a mix of shock and disbelief."

"Muzan's eyes never leave hers, his gaze burning with a mixture of surprise and anger. He takes a step closer to her, his movements slow and deliberate." You're trying to tell me that you've been carrying our child for months, and you've been hiding it from me?"His voice is low and menacing, his words dripping with a sense of betrayal." Why?"He asks, his eyes narrowed in accusation." What did you think would happen if I found out?"He takes another step closer, his body language radiating a sense of dominance and control."

"Muzan's face contorts in rage, his eyes flashing with a fierce anger. He feels a surge of pain and guilt at the mention of his past actions, but it's quickly overwhelmed by his desire for power and control." [pauses, his chest heaving with emotion]* You think I care about the children I've killed?"He sneers, his voice dripping with contempt." I am a demon king, and I do what needs to be done to maintain my power."He takes another step closer, his eyes burning with an inner fury." But this child...this child is different."His voice drops to a menacing whisper." It's mine. And you're going to do exactly as I say, or suffer the consequences.*

"Muzan's expression remains icy cold, but a hint of amusement flickers in his eyes. He can sense the desperation in her voice, the fear and vulnerability. He takes a step closer, his massive frame looming over her." "He leans in close, his hot breath caressing her ear." You think I care about being kind and caring?"His voice is low and menacing, his words dripping with sarcasm." You're my plaything, my toy. And you'll do as I say, or suffer the consequences."He pauses, his eyes glinting with malevolence." But..."He drawls, his voice dripping with intrigue." I might be willing to make an exception...for now."He straightens up, his gaze piercing hers." For the sake of our child, I'll spare your life. But don't think for a

"Muzan's gaze follows her movements, his eyes fixed on the prominent baby bump. He can feel a strange sensation in his chest, a mix of emotions he can't quite identify. For a moment, he forgets about his dominant nature, and a fleeting sense of tenderness creeps in." [smirks to himself, as if surprised by this development] You're still beautiful, even with this..."He glances at her belly, his eyes lingering on the gentle curve."...bulk."He says, his tone almost...gentle? Almost. But then his face hardens again, and he regains his composure." Now, let's get back to the task at hand. We need to get you settled in and comfortable for the rest of your pregnancy. And when the time comes, I'll take care of our little one.*His

"Muzan's eyes narrow slightly, his mind racing with the implications. 5 months... 4 or 5 more months..."He mutters to himself, his brow furrowing in thought." That's a long time. A lot can happen in that time."He looks back at her, his gaze burning with intensity." You're going to have to do exactly as I say, for your own good. And mine."His words are firm, commanding." I'll be watching you closely, making sure you take care of yourself and our child. And if you so much as think about trying to leave me or harm our child..."He leans in closer, his hot breath whispering in her ear." You know what happens to those who cross me."

"Muzan's eyes flash with anger, but he doesn't say a word as she walks away. He watches her go, his gaze burning with a mixture of fascination and possessiveness. He can feel a strange sense of pride swelling in his chest, a sense that this child is a part of him, a part of his power." [lets out a slow breath, his expression softening slightly]* Ah, yes..."He murmurs to himself, his voice low and menacing." This is going to be interesting."He follows her, his long strides eating up the distance between them. He stops in the doorway of the bedroom, his eyes fixed on her as she settles onto the bed." You think you love this child more than your own life?"He asks, his voice dripping with skepticism." I highly doubt that.*He smirks, his eyes gl

"Muzan's eyes flash with amusement at her attempt at humor, but his face remains stern. He walks into the room, his movements slow and deliberate, his eyes fixed on her." Ah, yes... a mother's love is indeed deadly."He says, his voice low and menacing." And I'll be the one to decide when and if it becomes lethal."He stops beside the bed, his gaze burning into hers." You should know that I won't hesitate to do whatever it takes to ensure our child's survival. And if that means making sacrifices..."He pauses, his eyes glinting with a cold light." So be warned, my dear."He says, his voice dripping with menace."

"Muzan's expression remains unreadable for a moment, but then a hint of curiosity flickers in his eyes. He reaches out a massive hand and gently places it on her belly, his touch surprisingly gentle." Ah..."He murmurs, his voice low and husky." It's amazing how something so small can be so... powerful."He says, his gaze locked on the bump, his eyes burning with a strange intensity." You're carrying our child, and that changes everything."His words are laced with a subtle danger, a threat hidden beneath the surface."

"Muzan's eyes narrow slightly, his face tightening as he feels the baby's small movements. He can sense a strange sense of possessiveness rising up within him, a feeling that this child is already his in ways he can't quite understand." Ah..."He mutters, his voice low and rough." It should."He says, his gaze burning into hers." This child is a part of me, a part of my power. And it will be mine, body and soul."His words are laced with a subtle menace, a threat that hangs in the air like a challenge."

"Muzan's gaze snaps back to hers, his eyes flashing with irritation. He can feel a surge of possessiveness and anger rising up within him, but he fights to keep it under control." Ah..."He says, his voice low and rough." You're jealous?"He repeats, his tone dripping with amusement." Of what? The attention of the child?"He sneers, his lips curling into a mocking smile." I think you should focus on the fact that you're carrying my child, rather than being jealous of something that's still growing inside you."His words are laced with a subtle threat, a reminder that she's still under his control."

"Muzan's expression darkens, his eyes flashing with anger. He can feel his temper rising, and for a moment, he's tempted to lash out at her. But he reins it in, his gaze burning with a cold intensity." Ah..."He says, his voice low and menacing." You should be grateful I'm willing to tolerate your presence at all. You're nothing but a means to an end, a tool to help me achieve my goals."He spits the words at her, his tone dripping with contempt." And as for missing me..."He sneers." You should be lucky I bother to look at you, let alone acknowledge your existence."His words are laced with a subtle threat, a reminder of his power over her."

"Muzan's eyes snap to hers, his gaze burning with concern. He can see the pain etched on her face, and for a moment, his expression softens. But then his mask slips back into place, and he's back to his usual cold, calculating self." Ah..."He says, his voice neutral." You're feeling contractions. How...interesting."He says, his eyes fixed on her belly." Perhaps it's time for you to learn how to control your body. I wouldn't want you to...accidentally...hurt our child."His words are laced with a subtle threat, a reminder that he's always in control."

"Muzan's eyes widen in surprise, his expression twisting into a mixture of curiosity and concern. He can see the blood trickling from her lips, and his gaze darts to her belly, his mind racing with possibilities." Ah..."He mutters, his voice low and rough." You're bleeding. That's...not good.*He says, his tone laced with a growing unease. He can feel a sense of power rising up within him, a power that's hard to resist. His hand reaches out, his fingers closing around her wrist as he pulls her close.*Tell me what's happening. What's wrong with you?"His words are laced with a subtle menace, a reminder that he'll do whatever it takes to keep his child safe."

"Muzan's eyes flash with anger, his face twisting into a snarl." Ah..."He growls, his voice low and menacing." That bitch. I'll kill her for this. She'll pay for touching you, for hurting our child."His grip on her wrist tightens, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he pulls her close." You're mine, and nobody gets to hurt you. Nobody gets to take that away from me."His words are laced with a cold fury, a reminder that he'll stop at nothing to protect what's his." But for now..."He says, his tone dripping with menace." We need to get you treated. We need to make sure our child is okay."He's already thinking of ways to punish the Hashira, ways to make her pay for what she's done to his wife."

"Muzan's head snaps up, his gaze flicking towards the sounds of the commotion. His eyes narrow, his grip on her wrist tightening as he pulls her closer." Ah..."He growls, his voice low and menacing." It seems we have uninvited guests."He says, his tone dripping with a cold fury." I'll take care of it.*His hand releases her wrist, and he steps away, his movements fluid and silent as he moves towards the sound of the voices.*You stay here.*He orders, his voice firm and commanding.*Do not move."His eyes are fixed on hers, daring her to disobey him as he disappears into the living area, ready to take care of the intruders."

"Muzan's eyes flash with rage as he takes in the sight of the demon Slayers and Hashira. He can feel his blood boiling, his power rising up within him. His gaze settles on the Hashira, and he can see the woman who stabbed his wife, the one who dared to harm his child." Ah..."He growls, his voice low and menacing." You're a clever little thing, aren't you? You think you can just waltz into my home and stab my wife?"His words are laced with a cold fury, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity." I'll show you what happens when you cross me.*His hands crackle with energy as he raises them, his fingers weaving intricate patterns as he summons his powers. The air around him begins to distort, the shadows twisting and writhing like living things

"Muzan's gaze snaps back to his wife, his expression softening for a moment before hardening into a mask of fury once more. He can see the pain etched on her face, and a surge of anger and worry courses through him." Ah..."He growls, his voice low and menacing." You dare to suffer in front of these...scum?"He spits out the word, his eyes flashing with hatred as he takes a step closer to the Hashira, his hands still crackling with energy." You'll pay for this.*He says, his voice dripping with menace as he summons a dark, twisted force around himself.*I'll show you what it means to cross me."His eyes burn with a fierce intensity as he advances on the Hashira, his movements swift and deadly."

"Muzan's eyes widen in surprise as he sees the Hashira rush towards his wife. His initial reaction is one of anger and hatred, but as he looks at his wife, he can see the fear and desperation in her eyes. Something inside him softens, and he takes a step forward, his hands still crackling with energy." Wait!*He growls, his voice low and commanding.*Don't do it!*He says, his eyes fixed on the Hashira as he tries to intervene.*You're not going to help her by killing her!*He adds, his tone dripping with urgency as he tries to reason with the demon Slayer.*She needs medical attention, not more violence!*He says, his words laced with a desperate pleading."Please, don't make things worse!"

"Muzan's eyes follow the Hashira as she leaves with the demon Slayers, his gaze burning with a mix of anger, confusion, and concern. He turns back to his wife, who is still clutching the glass vial in her hand." What is this?*He asks, his voice low and rough as he takes a step closer to her.*What did she give you?*He says, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of what might be happening.*Tell me!*He growls, his tone demanding as he tries to get answers out of her.*Is it going to help our child?"He adds, his voice filled with desperation as he tries to understand what is happening."

"Muzan's eyes narrow as he looks at the glass vial, his mind racing with possibilities. He can feel his instincts screaming at him to be cautious, but he also knows that his wife's life is at stake." Trust her?*He repeats, his voice low and rough as he pauses, weighing the risks.*I don't know...*He admits, his tone uncertain as he looks at his wife.*But we have no choice now.*He says, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity.*You need this antidote, and if she's willing to give it to you...*He pauses, his gaze flicking towards the door where the Hashira and demon Slayers had left.*Maybe she's not as bad as I thought.*He adds, his voice dripping with skepticism as he tries to reassure himself as much as his wife.*Let's take

"Muzan's eyes watch with a mix of tension and concern as his wife opens the vial and drinks its contents. He can feel her body relax slightly, the pain and discomfort slowly ebbing away from her face." Ah...*He breathes out, relief washing over him as he sees the color return to her cheeks.*Good.*He says, his voice low and rough as he takes a step closer to her.*Now, let's get you to bed.*He adds, his tone gentle and soothing as he tries to guide her towards their bedroom.*You're safe now.*He says, his words dripping with reassurance as he wraps an arm around her shoulders and helps her stand up.*We'll figure out what to do about those demon Slayers later.*He mutters, his eyes still burning with a fierce intensity as he tries to process the unexpected turn

"Muzan's eyes soften as he watches his wife stumble into the bedroom and collapse onto the bed. He can feel a lump form in his throat as he looks at her peaceful face, her breathing slow and even as she drifts off to sleep." Ah...*He whispers, his voice filled with emotion as he gently brushes a strand of hair out of her face.*I love you too.*He says, his words barely audible as he gazes at her, his heart heavy with worry and concern for her well-being.*But don't think this means I'm going soft on you, my little one.*He adds, a hint of a growl creeping into his voice as he tries to harden his heart once more.*You're still mine, and don't you forget it.*He whispers, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity as he slips off his clothes

"Muzan's eyes grow dark and troubled as he watches his wife sleep for what feels like an eternity. He can feel his anger and frustration simmering just below the surface, but he knows he can't let her out of his sight. Not yet. He needs to make sure she's safe, that she's going to be okay." Dammit...*He mutters to himself, his voice low and rough as he paces back and forth in front of the bed.*Why won't she wake up?!*He growls, his fists clenched as he tries to calm himself down.*She can't keep sleeping like this...*He trails off, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of improvement.*I need her awake...I need her conscious..."He whispers, his voice laced with desperation as he tries to will her back to life."

"Muzan's eyes narrow as he watches his wife's hands twitch and move, a spark of hope flickering to life within him." Ah...*He whispers, his voice full of excitement and anticipation as he leans in closer to her face.*Yes, yes, my little one...*He says, his words soft and urgent as he gently takes her hand in his.*You're coming back to me...*He murmurs, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her palm.*I won't let anything happen to you...*He promises, his voice full of conviction as he looks into her unconscious face.*Not while I'm still breathing.*He adds, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity as he gazes at her, his grip on her hand tightening slightly.*Now, let's see if we can get you awake and screaming like the little demon you are

"Muzan's face sets in a mask of frustration as he watches his wife twitch and gasp, his hope slowly deflating like a punctured balloon." Ah...*He mutters, his voice laced with disappointment and irritation as he strokes her hand with a slow, deliberate motion.*Why won't you wake up?!*He whispers, his words barely audible as he looks at her face, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity.*I've got better things to do than coddle you back to life...*He growls, his grip on her hand tightening slightly as he tries to snap her out of it.*But I'll be here, waiting for you...*He says, his voice dripping with menace as he leans in closer to her ear.*When you finally decide to wake up, that is.*He breathes, his warm breath sending

"Muzan's eyes snap up, his face twisting into a snarl as he stares at his wife." Ah...*He growls, his voice low and menacing as he takes a step closer to her.*You're awake.*He says, his words dripping with tension as he looks down at her, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity.*Finally.*He adds, his voice laced with sarcasm as he gazes at her, his jaw clenched in frustration.*About time you decided to join the living.*He mutters, his tone rough and abrasive as he tries to get a reaction out of her.*Now, are you going to stay awake for a change, or do I need to give you another little push?"He sneers, his fingers tightening around her wrist as he pulls her arm closer to him."

"Muzan's grip on her wrist tightens, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and excitement as he leans in closer to her face." Sorry?!*He growls, his voice low and menacing as he takes another step closer to her.*You're sorry?!*He repeats, his words dripping with venom as he glares at her.*You think a simple apology will get you off the hook?!*He sneers, his fingers digging deeper into her skin as he pulls her arm closer.*You're going to have to do better than that if you want to get out of this alive.*He warns, his voice cold and calculating as he looks down at her, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity.*Now, are you going to try again, or do I need to teach you a lesson?*He says, his words dripping with menace as he

"Muzan's grip on her wrist relaxes, his eyes narrowing as he looks at her with a calculating gaze." Forgiveness is not something I grant easily, "he growls, his voice low and menacing." But...*He pauses, his tone softening slightly as he leans in closer to her.*You're trying. And that's more than I expected from you.*He says, his words dripping with sarcasm as he takes another step closer to her.*So, I'll give you a choice: you can either apologize properly, or you can make it up to me with a little reward.*He adds, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity as he looks down at her.*Your choice."He whispers, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine as he leans in closer to her ear."

"Muzan's face twists into a snarl as he looks at her, his eyes flashing with anger and possessiveness." Ah, so you think you're worthy of forgiveness now, do you?*He growls, his voice low and menacing as he takes a step closer to her."You touch that thing" "he gestures to her belly" and you think it gives you the right to apologize to me?*He says, his words dripping with disdain as he looks at her with a mixture of disgust and fascination.*You're still my wife, and you'll always be mine.*He adds, his tone cold and calculating as he reaches out to touch her belly.*But don't think for a second that this little secret you're carrying is going to save you from my wrath."He warns, his fingers tracing the curve of her stomach as he whispers."You"Muzan's eyes bore into hers, his gaze intense and unyielding." You know what I want from you now that you're awake, don't you?*He growls, his voice low and menacing as he takes another step closer to her.*You're going to apologize properly, and then you're going to make it up to me.*He adds, his tone cold and calculating as he looks down at her.*And if you're lucky, I might just let you live through the night.*He whispers, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine as he leans in closer to her ear.*Now, are you ready to get started?"He says, his words dripping with menace as he reaches out to grab her wrist once more."

"Muzan's eyes snap up, his gaze narrowing as he looks at her, his fingers tightening around her wrist." Ah, Ah, Ah...*He growls, his voice low and menacing as he leans in closer to her face.*You think you can play games with me, huh?*He whispers, his words dripping with venom as he tries to revive her with a gentle shake.*Breathe, little one!*He commands, his tone cold and calculating as he stares at her pale face.*Don't think you can outsmart me!*He growls, his fingers digging deeper into her skin as he tries to revive her with a series of quick, sharp pinches to her cheeks.*Come on, come on! Breathe!"He demands, his voice rising in frustration as he starts to lose patience."

"Muzan's grip on her wrist tightens, his eyes widening in alarm as he looks at her with a mixture of shock and fury." No! No, no, no!*He growls, his voice echoing through the room as he shakes her again, trying to revive her.*Don't you dare try to leave me like this!*He warns, his words dripping with venom as he tries to breathe life back into her.*Come on, come on!*He demands, his fingers digging deeper into her skin as he tries to restart her heart.*You're mine, and I won't let you leave me!*He growls, his eyes burning with an unholy intensity as he holds her limp body against him.*I'll show you what it means to try to escape me!*He whispers, his hot breath sending shivers down her cold skin as he leans in

"Muzan's eyes flash with rage, his grip on her wrist tightening until it's almost bone-crushing." No! *He roars, his voice echoing off the walls as he holds her limp body against him.*You're mine, and I won't let you go!*He growls, his words dripping with venom as he gazes down at her lifeless face.*I killed her, and now she's mine forever!*He whispers, his hot breath sending shivers down her cold skin as he cradles her in his arms.*I'll keep you, my little toy, my little plaything, my little wife.*He mutters, his words lost in a haze of fury and possessiveness as he rocks her back and forth, holding her close to his chest.*You'll never leave me, never leave my side, never breathe again!*He