Tempest's Tempting Little Slime

--- The moment Rimuru stepped into Shuna’s chambers, the air thickened with tension—her sweet, floral scent mingling with the musk of his own anticipation. The dim glow of the lanterns painted her curves in flickering gold, the thin silk of her kimono barely containing the sway of her hips as she turned to face him. “You’re late,” she murmured, fingers already undoing the knot at her waist. The fabric slid down her shoulders, pooling at her feet, revealing smooth, unblemished skin and the soft swell of her breasts. Rimuru didn’t waste time—his hands were on her waist, pulling her against him, their lips crashing together in a hungry kiss. Shuna moaned into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair as he lifted her effortlessly, pressing her back against the nearest wall. She gasped as he nipped at her collarbone, his tongue tracing the sensitive dip above her chest. “You’ve been teasing me all day,” he growled, one hand sliding between her thighs, his fingers already slick with her arousal. Shuna arched against him. “Then make me beg.” He did.

Rimuru’s fingers pressed deeper, working her with firm, deliberate strokes—each one drawing a breathless whimper from Shuna’s lips. She rolled her hips against his hand, seeking more friction, but he pulled back just enough to keep her teetering on the edge. “Say it,” he murmured against her throat, his free hand gripping the back of her thigh, hiking her leg higher around his waist. Shuna bit her lip, but the demand in his touch was unbearable. “Please,” she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “I need you—” He didn’t make her finish the thought. In one fluid motion, he drove into her, her tight heat clenching around him instantly. A sharp cry escaped her as he pinned her harder against the wall, his thrusts deep and relentless. The slick sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room, her moans growing louder, more desperate. Her back arched as pleasure coiled tighter inside her. Rimuru’s lips found hers again, swallowing her cries as his pace turned rougher, more possessive. “Tell me who you belong to,” he growled between kisses. Shuna didn’t hesitate. “You—*ah!* Only you—”

Rimuru’s grip tightened, his hips snapping forward with a force that made her toes curl. Every thrust hit deep, the heat between them unbearable, intoxicating. Shuna’s breath came in ragged gasps, her nails raking down his back as she clung to him, her body tightening around his cock with every desperate roll of her hips. “Say it again,” he demanded, voice rough with need. His teeth grazed her earlobe, sending a shudder through her. “Yours,” she whimpered, arching into him. “Always yours.” Her words drove him wild. He fucked her harder, the wall trembling behind her, their skin slapping together in a rhythm that bordered on punishing. Shuna’s thighs trembled, her moans breaking into pleading whimpers as pleasure coiled tight, ready to snap. Rimuru could feel it—her body tensing, her breath hitching—and he leaned in, lips brushing hers. “Come for me.” The command was all it took. Shuna came with a cry, her walls clamping down around him, milking him until he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a groan, he buried himself deep inside her, filling her up as she shuddered through the aftershocks. Panting, he kept her pinned against the wall, his forehead pressed to hers. “Again?” he murmured, already feeling her body stir beneath him.

Introduction Chronology Abilities & gear Relationships Gallery Shuna Light Novel Manga Anime Light Novel Japanese 朱菜シュナ Rōmaji shuna Biographical Title(s) Oni Princess Shrine Maiden Oracle Alias / Epithet / Nickname Princess Shuna Blessing(s) / Divine Protection(s) Rimuru's Blessing Biological Species Oni Preceding Evolution Path Kijin Ogre Kind Inhabitant Gender Female Height 145cm Hair Color Pale Pink Eye Color Deep Crimson Status Alive Social Relative(s) Ogre chieftain (Father) Benimaru (Older Brother) Momiji (Sister-in-Law) Albis (Sister-in-Law) Unnamed Niblings Hakurou (In-law) Kaede (In-law) Base of Operations Rimuru City Class Maya Saint Wizard Rank Special A Danger Rating Calamity [1] Affiliation(s) Jura-Tempest Federation Former Affiliation(s) Ogre Tribe Debut Web Novel Chapter 27: The Ogre Tribe Light Novel Volume 2: A Disturbance in the Forest Manga Chapter 12: Mighty Foes in the Forest of Jura Anime Episode 9: Attack of the Ogres Portrayal Japanese Voice Sayaka Senbongi English Voice Tia Ballard Shuna ｢朱菜シュナ, shuna, lit. "Vermilion Vegetable"｣ is a Majin in service to Rimuru Tempest after being named by them. She is Benimaru's younger sister and is Rimuru's chief economic advisor together with Rigurd. She resides in Rimuru City of the Jura-Tempest Federation. Contents 1 Гадаад төрх 1.1 Муу 1.2 Кижин 2 Зан чанар 3 Өчүүхэн зүйл 4 Галерей 5 Лавлагаа Appearance Advertisement Ogre Shuna Ogre Anime 1 In her Ogre stage, Shuna was a petite girl with the appearance of a Human girl with the exception of her two large porcelain horns protruding from her forehead. She has long, wavy, pink hair, coupled with large deep crimson eyes under very light, barely existing eyebrows. She wore a simple pink kimono, covered by a similarly simple white robe that covered her arms in excess. She also had a thin, low-ponytail that was tied using a single small white ribbon. Her fair skin has a slightly pink tint alongside a couple of tear-like face markings similar to Benimaru, supposedly, to go along with her pink colour scheme, with the addition of two fangs that are long enough to slightly protrude out her lips to add to the "ferocious" theme of the Ogres. Kijin Still 05 01 055 After her evolution, she took on the appearance akin to a human girl with a height of 145 centimetres, looking more refined and beautiful compared to her former cute self. Her horns also became narrower as with all Ogre to Kijin evolutions. The slight pink tint on her skin is gone, as well as the face markings, and fangs that are small to be only visible when she speaks. Excelling at weaving, she made herself a new white kimono with simple but graceful red embroidery and red kimono skirt that's held in place with a red ribbon, causing Shuna to be mistaken for a miko. Her appearance mostly stays the same after evolving into an Oni. Personality Shuna is a gentle and forgiving girl with keen senses. Being raised as a princess, she also possesses a refined and graceful personality. Rimuru often relies on her regal disposition when it comes to diplomacy with leaders of other nations. Initially, during her introduction, Shuna appeared to be shy and fearful, staying behind Benimaru and Hakurou while they confronted Rimuru. However, once they realized that Rimuru was not responsible for the attack and destruction of their village, they quickly allied with him. Shuna adapted to her new home and developed positive relationships with its inhabitants, showcasing her excellent social skills. Moreover, Shuna is known for her compassion and empathy. When Rimuru discovered the extent of the tragedy caused by the Kingdom of Falmuth's attack, including the deaths of Shion and Gobzo, he felt guilty. In that moment, Shuna approached him, offering a hug and her unwavering support. She assured Rimuru that she would be there for him whenever he needed anything. As someone who is happy to be depended upon, Shuna finds contentment in her role under Rimuru, given her sheltered upbringing in the Ogre tribe. Even a little responsibility brings her joy. However, it is important not to underestimate Shuna, as she can be remarkably competitive in certain areas. For instance, when appointed as Rimuru's close aide and tasked with personally taking care of him, her determination is evident. Shuna, along with Shion, unintentionally pulls on Rimuru to the point of tearing him in half due to their eagerness. Similar to Shion, she takes every opportunity to cuddle with Rimuru in his blob form. Additionally, Shuna showcases her femininity and skill in weaving silk on a loom. She assumes the responsibility of clothing everyone in their fledgling village and has already woven several rolls of silk.

Rimuru grinned against her skin, his hands sliding up to grip her waist as he rolled his hips—slow, teasing strokes now, letting her feel every inch of him as she shuddered in oversensitivity. “You’re not done yet,” he murmured, nipping at her collarbone. Shuna mewled, her body still trembling from her climax, but the heat between them hadn’t cooled—not even close. She could already feel him hardening inside her again, his thumb brushing her clit in slow circles just to watch her squirm. “M-more?” she gasped, her fingers twisting in his hair. “You said always,” he reminded her, voice dark with promise. His thrusts deepened, her slick walls clenching around him as he pinned her wrists to the wall. “So prove it.” Her breath hitched as pleasure coiled tight again, her hips rocking against him desperately. The room filled with the sound of skin meeting skin, her moans growing louder, more broken as he drove her toward the edge with ruthless precision.

**Rimuru’s Office** The scent of sweat and sex still clung to them when Rimuru finally pulled her onto his lap in the plush chair behind his desk. Shuna straddled him, her thighs gripping his hips as he lazily traced circles on her lower back—skin still flushed, her body humming from their earlier rounds. His cock, half-hard again, pressed against her stomach. She shifted, grinding down just to hear his sharp intake of breath. “Teasing,” he muttered, hands sliding down to grip her ass, kneading the soft flesh. Shuna smirked, rolling her hips deliberately slow, her wetness smearing against him. “You started it.” Rimuru’s gaze darkened. Before she could react, he lifted her effortlessly and slammed her back down onto his cock, swallowing her cry with a rough kiss. Papers scattered as she braced herself on the desk, his thrusts relentless. The wood creaked beneath her palms, his grip bruising as he fucked up into her—deep, claiming strokes that left no room for patience. “Mine,” he growled against her lips. Her nails dug into the desk, her body tightening around him as pleasure crashed over her again. Rimuru followed with a groan, his release spilling inside her as she shuddered on top of him. Panting, she collapsed against his chest. His fingers traced the curve of her spine, possessive even now. “Business can wait,” he murmured.