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Roommates
Roommate Sanemi x AFAB Reader
Disclaimer: the characters and events of this story are fictional.
Warnings: Listening to someone else have sex, protected sex, male masturbation using a condom, tipsy making out, making out in a car, hand job, road head, making out in an elevator, dirty talk, hickeys, breast sucking, Sanemi has a tongue piercing, cunnilingus with a tongue piercing, blow jobs, finger fucking, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, multiple sex positions, multiple creampies, praising, spanking, biting, spitting, spit as lube, cum as lube
A/N: My confession is that I came up with this idea mid-April and it's taken me this long to get it all out. Given the fact that this is easily my longest fic, I hope you can forgive me for such a long wait. Also I apologize but this isn’t proof-read because my brain simply cannot handle proof reading a fic this long so please forgive me for any small errors that may pop up :’)
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Your junior year of college you decided to switch from dorm life to off-campus apartments. You were sick of having a twin XL bed, an unbearable roommate, and no personal space. As luck would have it, you found the perfect two-bedroom apartment that was just out of your budget. Considering it was two bedrooms, it only made sense to put out a notice looking for a roommate. Especially when it would cut the cost of living since you’d split the rent with them. Naturally, it made the situation even better because you’d be saving money. After several responses and a couple meet ups, you ended up encountering a man double majoring in Math and Teaching. Rough and mean looking on the outside but honestly a sweetheart, Sanemi Shinazugawa was the perfect fit for a multitude of reasons. For one, it was nerve wracking living alone as a young woman. Having a tall, buff, scar covered man as your roommate really deterred most creeps. 
The other main reason, he was a great cook. Most mornings you’d wake up to coffee brewing and food on the counter for the both of you. He was pleasant, respectful, cleaned up after himself, and was pretty easy to hold a conversation with. He was also a bit of a softie, telling you about his mom and siblings and how he happened to be the oldest of seven. It made sense why he seemed to be such a patient man, and why he wanted to be a teacher. Most nights you’d share the living room to study, occasionally eat dinner together, or share a few drinks. Your friend groups remained separate, which meant the few times you weren’t clogged up with school work, you’d go partying at different places and somehow always end up stumbling home at the same time. You enjoyed those drunken giggles as you raced for the bathroom before heading off to bed. You also looked forward to the conversations the morning after, when you would tell him all about the things that happened, including gossip about people he didn’t even know. 
Moments like that really tugged at your heart. It was nearly impossible for you to not gain feelings for the man. He was handsome, intimidating but kind when you got to know him and, well, he really was a great cook. You haven’t acted on your feelings, honestly, you didn’t think you ever would. You didn’t want to risk the good thing you had going, finding a new roommate would be hell if everything went south. Plus you would have to pay rent you couldn’t afford until you could put someone else in his place. None of it was ideal so, you kept quiet, watching him from a short distance and fantasizing what it would be like if he threw you up on the counter and fucked you stupid. Yeah, you were way too deep now. It didn’t help that Sanemi was confident and comfortable in his body, often walking around the small place shirtless. He even liked to wear baggy gray sweats that would hang low on his hips while he cooked. Something you found extremely cliché but still hot. Even when he went out, he only had a few buttons done, his scarred chest exposed for everyone to see. 
Speaking of going out, tonight would have been a great night for it, but after midterms, you were too exhausted to celebrate. Your friends agreed to go out tomorrow night instead, so now you are spending your Friday night in bed with a new tv show on your laptop and a glass of white wine. Sanemi had told you he was going out, so don’t be alarmed if the door to the apartment opens in the middle of the night. You let your mind wander a few times, thinking about the girls that were likely throwing themselves at him. You weren’t used to feeling FOMO, but you were certainly feeling it now. Just the thought alone of some girl having the confidence to talk to him made your skin crawl. But at the same time, you figured it was utterly inevitable, he wasn’t yours to begin with so you had no right to feel envious. But at the same time, you couldn’t help but wish you had pulled yourself together and asked to tag along. But that didn’t feel right either… you felt like that was involving yourself in his life way too much. You were just roommates. 
“Just roommates…” you mumbled to yourself before taking a sip of your wine, enjoying the slightly bitter taste before swallowing. You had done everything imaginable while having the place to yourself. You took your shower with no time limit, did a face mask and skin routine, and even did your nails. You had also taken the time to enjoy yourself in ways you typically had to mute when he was home. Needless to say, despite your unwanted envious thoughts, you were rather relaxed. Now, however,  it was nearly three in the morning and Sanemi still wasn’t home. I should just go to bed. But there are only a couple sips left in the bottle… and only ten minutes left in this episode… you sighed, reaching over to your nightstand to pour the rest of the wine bottle’s contents into your cup. You settled back against your numerous pillows, refocusing your attention on your laptop screen. The scene was unfolding before you but your mind was wandering to other places. He’s been out for a long time… maybe I should text him…
You shook your head, you were in no position to be questioning his whereabouts. You were thankful your phone was sitting on your nightstand, giving you time to think and talk yourself out of any stupid texts you may have sent. You zeroed in again, this time actually holding on to the words the actors were speaking. You tilted back, downing the last bit of your glass before successfully finishing the bottle. You felt it now, your cheeks had been steadily warm over the course of the last few hours. You had taken forever to finish the bottle so your buzz never really went further, leaving you in a calm state until it began to wear off. Which is when you would pour another glass and try to forget about any unwanted thoughts. As the episode’s credits began to roll, you moved to grab the empty bottle on your nightstand and bring it out to the kitchen. As you moved to stand, you heard the familiar jingle of keys slotting into the front door. 
About time, I was getting worried. You would have to wait for Sanemi to get himself situated and in his bedroom before bringing the empty bottle out, finding it just a bit embarrassing that you spent your Friday night alone in bed. You set the glass on your nightstand beside the bottle, getting up to stretch your limbs and find something more comfortable to wear to bed. Your current outfit was too warm for the wine buzz you had going on. Finally, after a moment of struggle, the front door opened. He must have had a bit too much to drink. Or so you assumed, busying yourself in your dresser as you searched for a particular matching tank top and shorts. It wasn’t until you heard a lot of fumbling that you refocused your attention on whatever your drunk roommate was doing in the living room. What the fuck is going on? 
You questioned if you should go out there and see if he was alright, pausing your rummaging to really listen in. It wasn’t until the commotion grew closer to your door that you realized two very important things. The first thing was… he wasn’t alone. The second is… It was a girl. No fucking way… Your face felt as if someone had lit it on fire, the shock mixing with your buzz was enough to make you feel like you needed a cold shower. Clothes forgotten, you moved over to your door, pressing your ear against it to hear better. The fumbling you had heard seemed to be because she couldn’t keep his hands off of him. I can’t say I blame her… No real words were being spoken, rather it seemed like you were listening in on an intense make-out session paired with clothes being discarded in the hallway. Must be nice, what a lucky bitch.
You moved away from the door, guilt prickling the back of your mind as you tried to go back to your original task. I’ll change and put earbuds in… the wine bottle can wait till morning to be discarded. You jumped slightly as Sanemi’s room door flew open. They’re going to kill each other… or worse damage the damn apartment. My security deposit… you audibly whined at the thought, not feeling quite accomplished as you found the clothes you had been looking for. You began to strip, shamelessly listening in on whatever activity was happening beyond your bedroom wall. From the muffled sounds, you assumed they were making out on his bed. You felt relief in the lighter clothing, not as suffocated by your body heat. However, it did nothing to stop the tingling arousal building in your gut. You swallowed, discarding the other clothing in your hamper as you moved to clear off your bed. 
Something was keeping you from putting in your earbuds. The logical part of your brain was screaming to give Sanemi and the girl some privacy. The horny part of your brain was telling you to listen, see just how good he was in bed. How filthy… despite scolding yourself, you threw yourself down on your bed without your earbuds in. Nothing but silence rang in your ears, saved for the muffled noises next door. With nothing else to distract you, you focused on every noise coming from Sanemi’s bedroom. It seemed like an eternity but you finally heard the girl begin to moan. “You’re so good at that…fuck…” she drawled, when Sanemi didn’t respond, you assumed it was because his head was between her legs. Just rub it in a little more… you rolled your eyes, suddenly annoyed that you were even listening in the first place. 
The girl’s moans grew in tempo, muffled suddenly, likely by a hand over her mouth. You could tell by the sound of them that they weren’t fake nor were they being exaggerated. Christ he’s really making her moan like that… you felt a steady ache growing between your legs, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything about it. I refuse to stoop that low… you’d never let yourself live it down if you got off to your roommate fucking someone else. “S-shit!” you flinched as she came, your suspicions of Sanemi’s head being between her legs was proven correct a moment later. “Fucking liked that, huh?” she mumbled a response you couldn’t hear, her voice muffled as they seemed to begin making out again. You eyed your earbuds, you knew what was coming next and quite frankly you weren’t sure if you would survive hearing it. 
There was a few minutes of unintelligible noises, you couldn’t quite tell what the hell was going on until you heard a slap. That slap was followed by another, then another, until it fell into a steady rhythm. God damn. You nearly choked on your own spit as she began moaning again. You continued to listen, cheeks burning red hot when you heard Sanemi begin to make noises too. You listened, hands clenching your comforter as you listened to the sounds they made. This is so wrong! You screamed at yourself, still entranced by every noise the two of them made. At the rate he was going, it sounded as if he’d break his damn bed. Her moans were wild and unrestrained until they suddenly grew muffled. “I told you I have a roommate, wake her up and I’ll kick you out before you can finish” Sanemi’s words held deadly consequences, enough to make you shiver at the very thought of him speaking to you like that. 
Her moans remained muffled, it seems she was too far gone to even comprehend what Sanemi was saying to her. So you continued to lay there in agonizing anticipation, counting down the seconds until they finished and she either went to bed or went home. The sound of skin slapping skin only grew in tempo, much to your dismay. It’s going to be a long night, isn’t it? You groaned, rolling onto your stomach as the sounds of sex filled your apartment. For what it was worth, it was probably ten minutes before you heard Sanemi’s thrusts get sloppy. I figured he’d have some stamina. You snort softly, feeling a little desensitized to the whole situation. “Fuck… fuck…” you nearly squealed at his pants, he sounded completely fucked out. Hot. You listened more intently, his hand must have slipped from her face because she was moaning loudly once more. “C’mon…fucking cum… please…” she sounded desperate. 
Can’t say I blame her. You sighed, your mind painting the lewd picture for you. The throb between your legs was still present but you were refusing to do anything about it. “Fuck…you’re so fucking tight.” You flinched a bit, that comment seemed so unusual when you weren’t horny out of your mind. “Yeah? Makes you fucking wanna cum, huh?” You weren’t sure why, but the commentary was making you laugh a bit. I must be losing my mind, or I’m sleep deprived. You concluded as Sanemi’s sudden moan sent a shiver through your body. “Fuck…fuck I’m close.” He grounded out, your body feeling tingly as you pushed yourself upwards to listen better. “Yeah? Come then, please oh my fuck…” she drawled, loud and breathless. They sounded like they were running a marathon. You’re going to wake the whole building at this point. 
“Fuck… fuck y/n…” you froze, sitting straight up in bed with wide eyes. It took your brain a second to catch up, realizing that all noise in the apartment had come to a screeching halt. “Y/n… who the fuck is y/n?” The girl practically shrieked. You couldn’t even think straight, the silence making your ears ring as their “moment” was clearly ruined. Sanemi hadn’t said a single word, yet the girl screeched again. “Don’t tell me that’s your girlfriend? Oh my fucking god are you cheating?” She continued to scream until Sanemi’s hand came up and covered her mouth. Whatever he said was too quiet for you to hear, but the girl helped you out. “Your roommate? Your fucking roommate? You’re  fucking me while thinking about your roommate?” She sounded absolutely hysterical, you couldn’t say you blamed her though. 
“It was an accident!” He sounded defensive, which you also couldn’t blame him for. You’d be mortified if you moaned the wrong name… but you couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that it had been your name. “Bull shit! This is so fucking humiliating!” You could hear shuffling, then his door opening. “Don’t ever fucking talk to me again, oh my fucking god.” She sounded livid, the ruffling sound told you she was picking up her clothes that had been scattered. “I’m sorry…” he sounded a bit defeated, likely because he hadn’t gotten the chance to finish. “What fucking ever dude! Go blow your load in your roommate since that’s clearly what you fucking wanted!” You cringed as the bathroom door slammed shut, followed by a string of curses under Sanemi’s breath. That's awkward… yet you couldn’t wipe the smirk off your face. 
You flopped back on your bed, struggling not to laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation. He was thinking about me? While fucking her? I don’t know if I should be smug or offended. You were leaning more towards being smug. “Hey…” the bathroom door opened and Sanemi spoke again, you stopped smiling and listened. “Hey nothing, dickhead. Way to kill my fucking buzz and my orgasm. If you want to fuck your roommate so bad, grow a pair and fucking do it.” She sounded livid still, completely embarrassed that she had been used as a replacement. “I told you to keep it fucking down!” His voice was a whisper yell, you could practically hear her eye roll as she spoke again. “Fuck off.” Followed by her storming out of the apartment and slamming the door so hard the place rattled. “Fuck.” Sanemi sounded utterly defeated. 
Well… that was more than enough entertainment for tonight. You sighed, rolling onto your side, sleep tugging at your mind. You’d sleep peacefully knowing what you did now. You could only imagine how the conversation would go in the morning. Sanemi, on the other hand, was fuming at his own stupidity. “Way to go dumbass.” First girl he’d ever brought back to his “new place” and he royally fucked it up. He glanced down at himself, shame flooding his cheeks. He was still hard, the condom slick with the woman’s arousal. “Fuck.” He hissed again, moving to pick up the rest of his clothing before reentering his bedroom. There was no way he was going to sleep before dealing with the issue at hand. So, detested and embarrassed, he sat on the edge of his bed and worked himself with his own hand, hissing as he spilled into the condom. “What a fucking loser you are, Sanemi.” He spoke to himself, peeling the protection off and tossing it in the trash can beside his night table. 
The next morning you woke up with a dull headache. “Ouch.” You mumbled, making eye contact with the empty wine bottle on your bedside table. Within seconds, the memories of the night flooded your brain, a dopey grin tugging at your face as you rolled out of bed. You grabbed the wine bottle, pushing your room door open and slinking down the hallway towards the kitchen. It took you a second to realize Sanemi was already awake. “Oh.” you laughed a bit, watching as his head whipped around to look at you. “I didn’t expect to see you home.” You tease as you place the empty wine bottle on the counter. “Why is that?” You could tell he was hesitant, he didn’t know if you had heard anything that had transpired only a few hours prior. You shrug, eyeing his bare torso for a moment before opening the cabinet to find the pain relievers. “You were still out by the time I went to bed.” 
You were focused on getting a glass of water, the pill bottle in your hand. You didn’t see the way his eyes trailed over your body, his mouth feeling dry as he looked at you. “Yeah, I got in pretty late.” Sanemi murmured softly, focusing his eyes away from you to look at the coffee he was brewing. You hummed, shaking two pills into your hand. “Seems you had fun during your night home.” He teased you, eyeing the empty wine bottle. “Oh yeah, a blast.” you chuckled, tone sarcastic as you took the pain relievers for your headache. “I’m shocked you didn’t bring anyone home.” You suppressed a smirk, placing your cup in the sink as you turned to face him. “You’re such a pervert.” He laughed, hoping it hid the awkward tension creeping into his shoulders. “Me? A pervert? You wound me.” You faked a look of hurt, unable to keep up with it and cracking only a second later. “Yeah, you.” He countered back. 
“Since you’re dancing around the question, I’m gonna assume you got lucky.” You watched his ears turn a shade of red, eyes immediately darting from yours. “Oh? What’s that?” You snort, watching him toy with his coffee mug. “I wouldn't say I got lucky.” You raised an eyebrow, “bad experience?” You tried to sound sympathetic, as if you didn’t hear the whole thing go south. Sanemi nodded, pulling the carafe from the machine and dumping a generous amount of the black liquid in his cup. “Horrible.” Was all he said, moving to the fridge to grab cream. “Was she not good? Or was it something else?” You continued to pry, wondering how far you could push it until he caught onto you. “Eh, we just didn’t have chemistry.” He lied through his teeth, it seemed he wasn’t interested in learning if you knew or not. “That blows” was all you could come up with, turning to grab a mug out of the cabinet yourself.
“You know, my friends and I were going to go out tonight to celebrate midterms being over. You could always join, maybe find someone else to suit your needs.” You were being genuine, eyes focusing on the coffee you were pouring. Sanemi looked at you, glancing you over with a small sigh. “I appreciate it, but I don’t think that will help.” You merely shrugged, “if you change your mind you can let me know. I mean it’s only seven in the morning.” You chuckle, taking a seat at the small dining table with him. You both sat in silence for a bit, but you could tell there was something he wanted to ask. You knew what was clawing at the back of his mind but you chose to wait and see if he’d ask it first. “You’re telling me you didn’t hear us?” He nearly choked out, the grip on his coffee cup was nearly enough to shatter it. “Hear you?” You questioned softly, looking at him from over your coffee mug. 
“Yeah, I brought her back here… it didn’t end well and she wasn’t exactly quiet about it.” You were going to deny it but the vulnerability in his eyes had your shoulders sagging. “Fine, I didn’t want to make it awkward for you, but yeah I heard her leave. The apartment door slamming shut, I mean.” It was partially the truth, but you didn’t think you could ever let him know you heard him moan your name instead of hers. When he didn’t speak, you continued. “I kinda just figured it was your drunk ass stumbling home.” You chuckled softly, hoping to ease the tension that had been steadily growing. “And you didn’t come and check on me? How rude.” There he was, laughing softly and being a smart ass. Crisis averted for the time being it seems. “Eh I figured if you could make it into the apartment, you’d be able to get to your bed.” You laugh with him, setting your mug down. “My offer still stands, Sanemi. So just let me know.” 
You get up from the table, picking up your mug and heading to the kitchen. “I’ll think about it.” He mumbled softly, eyes glued to the expanse of skin you were showing. The shorts you were wearing could be classified as underwear, he felt his ears grow hot when he zeroed in on your ass peeking out from the bottom of them. You whirled around, beaming at him. He seemed a bit surprised, lips parting slightly as you smiled at him. “No pressure, but I’d love it if you came out with us.” You surprised yourself with how sincere you sounded, not that you weren’t serious about him joining you. Sanemi just nodded, still awestruck by your reaction. You turned and left, a smile plastered to your face as you returned to your bedroom. Sanemi sat at the table, mildly shocked that he had agreed to even think about it. But the way you looked at him… it had absolutely dumbfounded him into saying whatever would make you happy. “Fuck…” he muttered softly, hand coming up to rub his face. 
It wouldn’t be the end of the world. He thought quietly, the only issue with going out with you and your friends was the fact that you’d probably try and set him up with one of them. I’m not interested in any of her friends, I’m interested in her. He groaned, using one hand to rub his forehead. He couldn’t say no to you now, not when you smiled at him like that, not when you told him you’d love for him to join you. Suck it up, Sanemi. He grumbled to himself, there was no way he was going to disappoint you. Alone at the table, his mind wandered back to the events from a few hours ago. The girl he had brought home looked like you to an extent. Same hair color, same length, similar body type. He was cringing at his drunken, horny decision, he should have just left her alone. Especially when all he could think about was you, even when he was fucking her, all he was thinking about was you. 
Sanemi huffed, staring at the cloudy amber liquid in his cup. He was typically a black coffee guy, but you bought fancy creamers that he couldn’t resist. Now he took his coffee with a healthy amount of cream. Fuck I can’t even look at my coffee without thinking about her. He held in a laugh, amazed by how quickly you were taking over his mind. It’s not like it was the first time either, hell he wasn’t even sure when he started harboring feelings for you. Maybe it was at some point during one of the rainy weekends, the ones where you two would spend hours in the living room and order some food. Or maybe it was during one of your drunken races to the bathroom, laughing like kids doing something they shouldn’t. Perhaps it was the first time he saw you in a cocktail dress to go out with your friends, or the way you tucked your hair away when you needed to focus. Or, maybe, just maybe, he started falling for you the moment he met you. How fucking cheesy. But it was the honest truth. 
Sanemi sighed, it was too early in the morning to let you consume his every waking thought. Part of him figured he should just take a shower and go to bed again, it was Saturday after all. But the other part of him knew you’d still consume his thoughts, even his dreams if he let you. Eventually, he finished his cup and made his way to the bathroom. He needed to scrub her off of him, forget about the terrible interaction and maybe take her advice… grow a pair and act upon how he feels about you. Tonight may be the night to do it. He thought to himself, turning on the water and letting it fog up the glass. He couldn’t keep dancing around his feelings for you, especially since they were far more than just lusting after you. He wanted you to share his bed, fuck the separate rooms. He could turn your room into an office or something, anything to keep you by his side. You’re practically fucking love sick at this point. 
The rest of the day went by in a blur. A few hours before you were set to leave and meet up with your friends, Sanemi let you know that he would be joining you. Now, you sat in front of the mirror on your dresser and did your makeup, the dress you wanted to wear laid on your bed. It was brand new, never worn except the time you tried it on in store. It was a simple black cocktail dress that ended at your mid-thigh. It was pretty typical for going out but you really felt no need to stick out, so simple was usually your go-to. You finished applying mascara and smiled at your work. Again, you were also going out to get drunk so the less makeup you put on meant the less you’d have to clean up at the end of the night. “Eyeliner, mascara, a little bit of concealer and… oh!” You reached for your lip stain, applying a generous coat to your lips before setting it down. While it dried, you went and pulled your heels from your closet and set them by the foot of your bed. 
You undressed, slipping into your dress and then sliding on your heels. Once completed, you returned to your dresser and dabbed your lips with a tissue, reaching for a gloss to apply on top. “This is a lot of effort for something that won’t even last me an hour” you chuckled as you twisted the top back on the tube of lip gloss, placing it on your dresser and reaching for your phone. Your screen lit up with messages from your group chat, it seemed everyone was already on their way to the club you had decided on. You sent a message letting them know that you and Sanemi would be there probably twenty minutes after them. After a moment a new chat popped up, causing you to laugh out loud. “So if you aren’t here in twenty, you’re getting laid. Gotcha.” You sent back the eye roll emoji before clicking your phone off and shoving it in your purse. “Sanemi? You ready?” You pushed your room door, peeking down the hall to see he was already sitting at the kitchen table. 
“Been ready for twenty…minutes…” he trailed off when you made your way down the hall, the teasing smirk on his face had shifted to one of mild shock. “What? Do I have something in my hair?” You laughed softly, twirling around as if you were pretending to look for something you couldn’t see. “No! No…I uhm…” he stood, hand going to the back of his neck. “No you, you look really good.” The tips of his ears were turning pink, a smirk tugging at your own lips at the sight. “Thank you, you clean up pretty good yourself.” You were a bit shameless as your eyes trialed over him. Sanemi had gone with his typical look. A short sleeve button up, this time made it a silky black material, the top buttons undone to expose his scared chest. He paid it with a pair of black slacks, a monochrome look that contrasted well with his partially slicked back white hair. “Thanks…” he muttered softly, ears turning from pink to red. 
You smile, not wanting to make things awkward for him before you even leave the apartment. “Do you want me to drive?” You were reaching for your keys, jumping slightly when Sanemi’s hand stopped you. “Absolutely not, I’ll drive.” He reached for his own car keys instead, chuckling as you looked confused. “When you’re out with me, you don’t have to worry about anything.” He opened the door for you, “unless you wanna drive.” You smiled as he added that on, shaking your head. “No, I don’t mind if you drive, I appreciate it.” You walked past him and into the hall, trying to hide the fact that you were excited for him to drive you both. You watched him lock the door before heading for the elevator, it was silent until you got to the car, but it was comfortable silence. “Ladies first.” He chuckled softly, pulling the passenger side door open for you. “Oh, why thank you.” You laughed, getting in and smiling as he shut the door for you. What a gentleman. You smiled at the thought. 
“Alright so…” he spoke as he climbed in the drivers side, turning the key so the engine purred with life. “You’ll have to give me directions on how to get there.” He glanced over at you, eyes trailing to your exposed legs before reaching for the gear shift. “Yeah no problem.” You smiled “when we get out of the garage you’ll take a left. Then you’ll get on the highway heading north and I’ll just tell you what exit to take from there.” Sanemi nodded, pulling the car into reverse and backing out of his space. “Sounds good to me.” Music was playing softly from his radio, just enough to fill the car with ambience. “It’ll just be the two of us, three of my friends and then I think one of their boyfriends is also joining. But to be fair, after thirty minutes everyone kinda scatters on the dance floor.” You chuckle a bit. “Usually they drag me with them to find guys to dance with… but since I have you…” you shot him a look, letting those words hang in the air for a moment “I don’t have to worry about them dragging me anywhere.” You smiled, noticing the way his cheeks tinged pink. 
“That’s a relief.” He muttered softly, a smile tugging at his lips while his eyes remained focused on the road. “I won’t be drinking all that much either.” He spoke softly “Since I’m carrying precious cargo, I’ll probably only have a beer or two. My tolerance is pretty high and I nearly got shit faced last night so… I’ll take it easy.” Sanemi chuckled softly, one hand resting on the wheel while the other relaxed against the center console. “Precious cargo, huh? Me? I’m flattered.” You relaxed into the seat, turning to look at Sanemi with a small laugh. “Yeah, you.” He didn’t seem flustered to say that, the smirk on his face making you blush. Your eyes lingered for a moment, watching his tongue dart out to lick his lips. That’s when you noticed something reflective. “Hold the fuck on… is that…” Sanemi glanced over at you, chuckling. “A tongue piercing? You just noticed it? I’ve had it since I moved in with you.” You looked completely flabbergasted, your whole body turning to look at him. 
“No fucking way! Sanemi Shinazugawa you’re lying.” You folded your arms, laughing at the absurdity of it, hoping it hid how excited it made you. Sanemi laughed now, wholeheartedly as he took the exit to get on the highway. “I’m not lying! I got it when I turned nineteen and I’m twenty one now. We’ve been living together for three months and you’ve never noticed I had a tongue piercing?” You were absolutely floored by this revelation. “Never! Then again I’m not usually observing your mouth.” It came out more cheeky than sarcastic, which in turn caused your face to turn warm. “Oh?” His voice seemed to drop an octave. “So you’re observing other parts of me, Hmm?” He was smirking now, eyes glued to the road while you stared at him open mouthed. “Oh you wish!” You laughed, settling back into the seat normally with your arms still crossed. “Sure I do.” His voice was laced with sarcasm, his fingers drummed along to the beat of the music coming from his radio. 
A comfortable silence fell over the car, the club itself was only a twenty minute drive so it wasn’t long before Sanemi was pulling into the already crowded parking lot. “How come I’ve never heard of this place?” Sanemi’s eyes were wide as he observed the people entering the building. “It’s pretty new.” You comment softly, texting your friends that you had arrived and would be inside in a few minutes. “That so?” He shut the car off, turning to look at you. “Yeah, which is a good thing because that means it’s all new shit.” You chuckled, you could recall a few bars and clubs you had gone to in the past that were… questionable to say the least. “I suppose you’re right.” He laughs softly, opening the door to get out. You follow suit, stepping into the cool evening with a sigh of relief. The world around you seemed to buzz with excitement, the pounding music could be heard from the parking lot. As you rounded the car, you noticed Sanemi seemed just a bit overwhelmed. 
“Is this your first time at a club?” You couldn’t help but smile at him. “Sorta? I’m used to bars honestly. I’ve only been to a club like two or three times and they definitely weren’t this… busy.” Seeing the opportunity, you moved forward and hooked your arm with his. “Well then, we’ll just have to make sure you stick close to me, yeah?” Sanemi’s brain short circuited for a moment, nodded as he let you lead him towards the building. He wasn’t quite sure what had rendered him speechless, the words you had spoken, the way you smiled at him, or maybe it was the fact that you were touching him. Better yet, it was likely all of the above. His eyes were glued to you as you walked with him, the angle giving him a perfect view of the swell of your chest. He swallowed, even though his shirt was unbuttoned he still felt suffocated. Sanemi was pulled from his thoughts as you happily waved to your friends. “We figured we’d wait for you since it’s pretty crazy already!” 
Sanemi barely listened, smiling and saying hello when you introduced him. It didn’t really matter to him anymore, not when you were so close to him. All he could think about was you. The feeling of your arm on his, the smell of your perfume, how good you looked. How was he supposed to do anything else when you had him so tightly wrapped around your finger. The thought nearly scared him. He was quiet as you all walked to get in line, his eyes remained glued to you as you chatted excitedly with your three friends and whoever’s boyfriend. You had told him, but he already forgot. “Sanemi?” You glanced up at him, watching as he blinked back into reality. “Huh? Were you talking to me?” You chuckled, noticing your friends smirk as they turned to move up in line. “No, but you were spacing out really bad. Do you get nervous in crowds?” You watched his cheeks turn a shade of pink, had he really spaced out that hard while staring at you? “W-wha.. no, no sorry…” he couldn’t think of an excuse if he tried, so you  hugged his arm a little tighter.
“I promise I won’t leave your side, so you have nothing to worry about.” You turned away before he could see the smirk creeping up your face. Before you knew it, you were being ushered inside of the dark club, the entire place was bathed in changing lights. The music was making the floor vibrate, the dance floor already flooded with people as the DJ played remixes of popular songs. You tugged Sanemi down to your level, yelling slightly “let’s go to the bar!” He nodded, allowing you to guide him through as you trailed behind your friends. He had a feeling this would probably be the last time he saw them for the rest of the night. You were leaning over the counter, yelling to the bartender what you wanted, turning to ask Sanemi what he would like. A moment later you were being handed the drinks, Sanemi pushing past you to place the money on the counter. You handed him his beer, sipping on the cocktail you had ordered for yourself. You grabbed his arm again, tugging him over to a high top table. “Crazy isn’t it?” You yelled across to him, your friends had already disappeared elsewhere. Sanemi nodded, eyes scanning his surroundings. 
“Where did your friends go?” He yelled back to you, not really caring that they had already dissolved somewhere in the crowd. “Probably already on the dance floor! It doesn’t matter though!” You laughed, already feeling a slight buzz from the strong drink, you never really had a tolerance in the first place. “Oh?” He laughed, sipping his beer “why’s that?” He continued, setting the cup down. You lean over, smiling at him “Cause I get to spend more time with you! Get your mind off of your shitty hook up.” You laughed as you straightened again, sipping more of your drink and bouncing gently to the beat of the music. Much to Sanemi’s relief, it was dark enough that you couldn’t see the way his cheeks turned a flaming red. You didn’t want to go anywhere until you finished your drink, there was no fun in dancing and spilling it everywhere. You glanced at Sanemi, noticing the way his eyes seemed to sparkle as he observed his surroundings, it was kind of cute. “I hope you don’t mind dancing!” You yelled to him, downing the rest of the cocktail with a grin. “Dancing? Me?” He still had half of his beer left, but that wasn’t going to stop you. 
“Yeah, you. Don’t tell me you came here just to stand around.” You laughed, setting your empty glass on the table before rounding it to stand next to him. “C’mon! Let loose a little.” Your hand rested on top of his, the one holding his beer cup to be exact. “You’ll have to get a couple drinks in me if you want me to let loose. And that’s not happening.” He smirked at you “Like I said, precious cargo, I need to get your pretty self home nice and safe.” You chose to ignore the pretty comment, despite the fact that it made your heart do backflips. “That’s fine, you’ll just have to get over it then and come out and dance with me sober. Everyone else is already drunk anyways, nobody is going to pay us any mind.” Liar he thought to himself, people were certainly paying you some of their mind. If one more person checked you out he was positive he was going to have a heart attack. “Not happening.” He laughed as you got closer, his heart pounding erratically as you looked up at him through your lashes. 
“Yeah, sure.” You laughed, taking a step away from him. “If you’re not going to join me, you can just watch.” You turned on your heels, maneuvering through the crowd so you could descend to the dance floor. Sanemi cursed under his breath, downing the rest of his beer and following after you. Cheeky little shit. He could help but smirk, catching up to you within a few strides and grabbing your arm. “What happened to staying close to me?” His voice was against your ear, bodies too close for him to not feel the way you shivered. “Change of heart.” You murmured, just loud enough for him to hear. “Not that it matters now, come dance.” He couldn’t say no to you, not even if he wanted to. You moved through the crowd, closer to the middle so he’d feel a little less awkward. The song began to change as you turned to face him, your hands finding their way to his shoulders so you could lean up and whisper in his ear. “Just do whatever feels right.” He couldn’t resist, his hands finding to it waist as you began swaying to the music. 
With your guidance, he began to move too, pushing past how awkward he felt about it until all he could see was you. He wasn’t even sure how it happened, but four songs had passed and the two of you were still dancing. Your bodies bumped into each other every once in a while because of the amount of people on the floor with you. It was claustrophobic, the amount of sweaty, drunk bodies swaying and grinding to the various beats the DJ played. But at that moment, he couldn’t have cared less. Not when you seemed to be having so much fun, your hands clinging to his shirt to keep him close as you danced. Sanemi let his hands wander, holding your hips just a little tighter, daring to drag you closer to him. You felt him hesitate, as if looking for your approval. You caught on, the slight buzz from your drink giving you enough courage to close the distance for him. You could have melted on the spot, your chest pressing to his due to the extra height from your heels. “Hey…” he uttered softly, just loud enough for you to hear. 
Your faces were inches apart, “… hey” you spoke softly. You were close enough that he could hear it over the music. You stopped swaying, standing completely still as you looked each other in the eye. You knew where it was going, but you wanted him to take the initiative. Sanemi’s eyes darted from yours, eyeing your lips before looking back up at you. Nervously, his tongue poked out to wet his lips, the ball of the tongue piercing glimmered under the strobe lights. There was only one time in his life that he had ever been nervous to kiss someone and it was because it was his very first kiss ever. Then again, he hadn’t really felt much for anyone outside of flings and the rare hook up. You though? You were something different entirely. It petrified him, in every possible way. Standing still on a raving dance floor just so happens to work in his favor. You both let out noises of surprise when someone accidentally bumps into Sanemi’s back, which causes him to fall into you. 
Your noses bump as the guy yelled out a sorry before stumbling further into the crowd. You begin to laugh, adding more distance when all Sanemi wanted was to close it. While you’re distracted, his hands leave your hips to cup your face, holding you in place as he closes the distance. You gasp into the kiss, the grip you had on his shirt tightening as if he’d disappear. Your initial shock disappears after a moment, your lips parting easily for him to enter. It thrills you, feeling Sanemi’s tongue sweep into your mouth, your own tongue dancing around him until you ghost across the metal tongue piercing. You whine, you had somehow already forgotten that crucial piece of information. Sanemi heard you, his hold on your face shifting back down to your hips as he swayed with you to the music again. You were fascinated by the metal, running your tongue along it until you felt the vibrations of Sanemi’s groan. 
You parted, gasping for air as the club around you suddenly felt way too overstimulating. One look told Sanemi everything he needed to know, his hand finding your own to pull you off of the dance floor. Your roles had quickly reversed, instead of you dragging Sanemi around the club, he was dragging you out of it. The cool night air no longer offered you any release, your ears ringing at the immediate volume change. “Sanemi…” he didn’t respond until you were well into the parking lot. “Yeah?” he turned to look at you, his lips slightly swollen from the kiss. “Nothing…” You smiled, just wanting to see his face. That one smile nearly made his knees week, his head turning to fumble with his keys. Once the car clicked open, he reached for the back door, making your heart leap into your throat as he made his intentions extremely clear. You felt a wave of heat flood your body, scrambling past him with a chuckle. By the time you threw your purse into the front seat, Sanemi was clambering in behind you and slamming the door shut. 
He was on you again in seconds, the cramped backseat not helping the situation but you would take whatever you could. Your dress rode up as you spread your legs to accommodate Sanemi on top of you, his hand shooting to grab the back of your head before it hit the window. “This isn't ideal.” you laughed, watching a smile tug at his own lips as he moved to kiss you for a second time. “I know it's not ideal…” he pulled away to speak before kissing you a third time “but I need you…so bad.” his voice had dropped to a hush whisper, your body responding immediately to the desperation in his voice. “It’s fine…” you choked out, the arousal throbbing in your gut drowned out any discomfort you felt. You pulled Sanemi to you, trying to shift your body into a laying position to see if it made things a little easier. Sanemi’s lips were on yours for a fourth time, shifting his weight to rely on his elbows as his body pressed tightly to yours. You moaned softly into the kiss, his weight sending waves of arousal straight to your cunt. It took a minute but you were finally able to settle into a somewhat comfortable position. 
Your hands found their way to his hair, ruining his attempt at wrangling the typically untameable strands. He groaned, shivering at the feeling of your hands on him, his own excitement manifesting physically as it brushed along your exposed thigh. “Fuck…” you pulled away, your mind going blank the moment his erection grazed you. Saliva kept your lips connected, breath mingling with one another as you panted. “Sanemi…” You spoke softly, his eyes zeroing in on you and clinging to every word. “Yeah?” he couldn’t think straight, the urge to rip your dress right off of you and fuck you stupid in the back seat of his car was clawing it’s way to the forefront of his mind. “Take me home. Please, if we’re going to do this… I want to do it right. Take me to our home.” He was putty in your hands, heart racing at the use of our. “Of course, fuck of course…” His dick throbbed at the very thought, scrambling to get off of you and get into the front seat. You followed after him, barely bothering to fix your dress as you got into the passenger side. Sanemi turned the keys, the car coming to life a moment later. 
Your thighs were squeezing together as he pulled out of the spot and drove towards the street. “Ah, ah, pretty girl…” Without even looking at you, Sanemi’s hand found your left thigh and forced it away from the other. “You can wait till we’re home.” He glances at you before turning onto the road, your eyes are lidded with need, focusing on the way his scarred hand is squeezing the plush flesh of your thigh. “No fair…” You whined softly, your body aching with need, the feeling of his hand only sending your thoughts into a helpless spiral. Sanemi didn’t break though, as much as he wanted to. He was quickly realizing it pained him to tell you no, regardless of the circumstance. All the while, your eyes were shifting between his hand and his groin. His cock was straining against the material of his pants, the slight clench in his jaw told you he was struggling just as much as you were. “You asked for this.” He murmured softly when he felt your eyes on him still. “Yeah, I know but…” the realization that there was still twenty minutes left in the drive felt like utter torture. “But nothing.” He teased you again. 
“Sanemi…” you tried again, it was a useless battle, especially since you were the one who told him you wanted to go home. “You can survive, c’mon now, you can’t be that needy for me already.” His tone was low, dripping with sarcasm. It made your face feel warm, squirming in your seat as you crossed your arms. “Me? Needy? Look at you.” You tried to give him the same attitude but you couldn’t muster the courage. With the information you knew, you could certainly rile him up. But you decided to save that revelation for later. “Look at me? I don’t need to self reflect to know how badly I want you.” He squeezed your thigh to drive his point home, smirking as you gasped and tensed at the feeling. You felt small in comparison, as if nothing you said would make him break. So you let him tease you, his hand massaging your thigh until you could feel your arousal dampening your underwear. How embarrassing. You held back a groan, hand itching to return the favor. As you came to a red light, waiting to take the exit for the highway, your hand crept over. 
You placed your hand over the prominent bulge in his pants, holding your breath as Sanemi inhaled sharply. “So that’s how you’re gonna be, Hmm?” He hummed softly, his hand leaving your thigh to undo his pants. “By all means, have fun.” You swallowed, seeing the opportunity he was allowing you and taking it. You fished him out of his pants, holding back a groan as his cock sprang forward. “Fuck…” you nearly choked on your own saliva as you looked at the size of him. The red light was filling the car with a dim glow, along you to see the shine already coating his tip. “Sanemi… I just want to make sure.” You stared at him, adjusting yourself in your seat. “Make sure of what?” He seemed nonchalant but you could see the way his jaw was tensing, eyes training on the traffic light and practically begging it to go. “That if I do this, you won’t crash the car.” You teased him a bit, but it was also a genuine question. Sanemi smiled at that, throat bobbing as he swallowed before stealing a glance. “I’ll be fine.” That quick look sent your heart into a flurry, the light switching from red to green as if giving you the go ahead. 
Sanemi’s foot hit the gas a little harder than necessary, shooting forward and knocking you back a bit. “Yeah…” you mumbled under your breath, readjusting in your seat “you’ll be fine.” You mimicked him, nearly turning completely sideways in the passenger side seat. “I promise, if it’s too much I’ll tell you to stop.” There was pink coating his cheeks, the one hand he had on the wheel was clutching it so tightly his knuckles were turning white. “Yeah, whatever you say…” You laughed, leaning over to tentatively wrap your hand around the middle of his shaft. You didn’t believe one word he said, especially with the way he inhaled as your hand did nothing more than wrap around him. “I’ll take it easy on you.” You leaned forward, unable to see the way Sanemi’s eyes widened when he realized what you were doing. He had assumed it would be nothing more than a handjob to tease him until the two of you arrived home. He felt his heart leap into his throat as your head lowered to his lap. “Oh fuck…” he swallowed, eyes flickering down to you before refocusing on the road. Your tongue glided along the head of his cock, a small moan escaping your lips as Sanemi’s other hand settled on top of your head. 
You felt the car slow for a second time as Sanemi rolled up to a second traffic light. You took the opportunity to lower your head further, taking in more of his cock. “Shit…” he hissed, eyes trained on the back of your head as you lavished him with your tongue. The light was quicker than he had wanted it to be, once again he stepped on the gas, holding his breath as he took the exit to get on the highway. You steadied yourself, the position a bit uncomfortable considering you were leaning over the center console to suck him off. You dared to go lower, taking in half of him before pulling back up. It took you a minute but you found a rhythm that felt good for you, listening intently to his quiet gasps over the sound of the wind hitting the car. You couldn’t see it, but Sanemi was pushing eighty-five miles an hour as he flew down the highway. His brain was going just as fast as the car, unable to process the reality that you were going down on him. Never mind the fact that you were doing it as he drove. Your tongue continued to lick along the head of his cock, pulling way to lick further down his shaft before returning to the top. 
Carefully you pulled away all together, leaving him gasping as you settled back into your seat. “You didn’t think I was going to be that generous right?” you smirked at him, wiping the saliva from your lips as you did. Sanemi was a bit stunned, though he shouldn’t have expected anything less. Laughter bubbled in his throat, his free hand haphazardly tucking his still hard cock away. “No, I actually didn't. Though that just means I need to make things even.” His hand returned to your thigh, kneading the flesh as he continued to floor it down the highway. You swallowed, thighs parting a little further as you counted down the seconds until you were home. The alcohol was still lingering in your system, your nerves seemingly set on fire as your body ached for him. You wanted to give him more, you couldn’t wait to give him more. So far, your roommate was surpassing your expectations. Not when your wildest wet dream could compare to the things you were feeling now. Sanemi himself was nothing like the Sanemi you fantasized about, he was far better. That realization had you squirming in your seat, the silver ball tongue piercing lingering in your mind as you thought about what it would feel like. 
“I have to ask…” you sighed softly, you were maybe ten minutes away now. Sanemi glanced at you quickly before looking at the road again, he said nothing, waiting for you to continue. “Does the tongue piercing make you better at giving head?” You laughed a bit but the question was serious. Sanemi smiled, a look of pure cockiness on his face. “So I’ve been told, I’ve even considered buying one of those stupid vibrating tongue piercings but I haven’t really had a reason to do so.” His cock was throbbing as he spoke, he certainly had a reason now to buy such a lewd item. The very thought of using a vibrating tongue ring on you had precum dampen his briefs. “You’ll have to show me your skills, maybe you’ll have to eat me out twice to show me the difference with and without.” You usually would have choked on your words saying something like that, but the way Sanemi’s lips parted in surprise made you glad you said it. “So you want me to go down on you? Why don’t you amuse me and tell me all the things you want your beloved roommate to do to you, hmm?” You felt your face grow warm, the grip he had on your thigh grew tight. 
“Well, for starters, I would love for my beloved roommate to go down on me.” You sighed, still thinking about what it would be like. “I would also love for my roommate to fuck me stupid, specifically in his bed.” You felt no shame or embarrassment confessing what you wanted, the way Sanemi’s nails dug into your flesh told you he enjoyed every word you spoke. “Specifically my bed? Why is that?” He wasn’t sure why that stirred something in him, he already had every intention of taking you to his room when you finally got back. But hearing you utter those words had him feeling possessive. “I don’t really know…just like the idea. Your bed always looked comfy to me, and your room always smells nice.” What you wanted to say is that it smelt like him. His grip on your thigh had loosened just a bit when he figured he was leaving nail indents in your skin. Instead, Sanemi moved to massage the flesh as he took the exit off of the highway. You were nearly home, his mind was practically turning to mush as the anticipation grew even heavier. “What else?” 
His voice was growing hoarse, he had never wanted to fuck someone as badly as he wanted to fuck you in that very moment. “I want to finish what I started of course.” You glanced at him and then down to his lap, a smile on your lips as he inhaled deeply. “Yeah? Sounds like we’re going to have a long night.” You sighed, fidgeting a bit as your apartment building finally came in view. “We better, I got all dressed up just for you to drag me out of the club.” You laughed as he turned to look at you, the look was of pure disbelief. “By all means I can take you back.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm, he wouldn’t let you go out of arm's reach at this point. “No way, I’d kick your ass.” Your hand shot down to grab his wrist, gently pulling him off your thigh. You could see his visible confusion as he watched the road, unsure of what you were doing. Slowly, you intertwined your fingers with his, smiling at the fact that he let you do it so easily. You brought his hand upwards, gently placing a kiss to the back of it. Sanemi inhaled, eyes itching to look at you but he needed to focus as he turned into the parking garage. 
You continued to place kisses on his scarred hand, kissing your way over his knuckles and up each finger. You watched as Sanemi pulled into the garage, mildly impressed that he was able to take the sharp turns with only one hand on the wheel. Your body felt as if it had been shocked with electricity as he pulled into his assigned space. You let go of his hand even though you didn’t want to, opening the car door to get out before he had even turned the vehicle off. You were too eager to speak, marching your way towards the elevator as Sanemi scrambled to follow you. “Excited?” He laughed, as if he wasn’t chasing after you with long strides. “Of course I am.” You shot him a wink as you hit the button, the elevator doors opening slowly. Once you both stepped in, all bets were off. You gasped as his hands found your waist again, pulling you to his chest so he could crush his lips against yours. “The camera…” you pulled away as you began to ascend, Sanemi couldn’t care less that this would be caught on surveillance. So he kissed you again, making his point clear as you gave in and wrapped your arms around his neck. 
It wasn’t long before the doors opened and you had to part again reluctantly, this time Sanemi was grabbing your hand and tugging you down the hall. His free hand was fumbling with his pocket, pulling out his keeps as you reached the door. You watched the key slot into the lock with bated breath, your knees nearly giving out as the door swung open and you both stumbled inside. You didn’t get a chance to properly shut the door, Sanemi was pressing you against it and effectively slamming it shut in the process. You didn’t get a chance to complain either because Sanemi was nearly suffocating you as his lips crashed to yours again. This time it was fully unrestrained, his hands pushing your dress upwards while your hands tugged at his top. The kiss turned into a messy clash of teeth and tongue until he was pulled away to bury his face in your neck instead. You gasped, the sensation of his teeth grazing your skin making you shiver as his hands trailed up your side to start tugging your dress down from the top instead. “You’re going to destroy my d-dress…” You choked as his teeth sunk into your skin. 
He only groaned in response, tongue licking along the teeth indents he had left behind. “Yeah whatever, I’ll buy you a new one.” He seemed fully unbothered, head dipping low again to suck along your jaw. Your heart was beating in your throat, hands finding their home in the hair you disturbed earlier when kissing him. “S-shit…” You sighed as Sanemi’s tongue licked along your jaw before returning to your neck. His hand gripped the top of your dress again, yanking it down harshly until you heard the zipper tear. “Sanemi!” you didn’t quite care at that moment but you knew it would bother you in the morning. “I said I’d buy you another one. Fuck I’ll buy you as many dresses as you want if it means I can tear them off of you.” He returned to leaving hickeys on your neck, not stopping until purple bruises littered your skin. You squealed as your dress was pushed down further, your breasts finally freed from their confines. Sanemi took a second to admire before attaching his lips to your nipple. A loud moan escaped you, eyes wide as you felt him suck and lick the sensitive skin. The moment the ball of his tongue piercing glided along your breast you knew you were done for, your eyes nearly rolling back as your mind went wild. 
He continued to run his tongue along your skin, flicking your nipple strategically with his tongue piercing every few goes. You could feel your knees going weak, you couldn’t support your body weight much longer if he was going to tease you like this. Sanemi seemed to realize, pulling away from your breast with a soft pop, a string of saliva keeping his mouth and your breast connected. He said nothing, rather he smirked at you, reaching down to hook his arm around your waist and haul you up and over his shoulder. “Sanemi!” you practically shrieked, you knew he was strong but you didn’t think he was that strong. You could feel his laughter, his shoulder digging into your stomach as his free hand came up to land a swift smack on your dress-clad ass. A string of profanities left your lips as Sanemi pushed his room door open, your ass cheek was stinging from the impact of his spank. “Colorful words you got there.” He snorted as he dropped you onto his bed, watching you bounce a little before settling. “Oh whatever.” your face was warm, eyes struggling to meet his. Sanemi’s head tilted, admiring how you looked. Half naked, breasts exposed and wet with his saliva. Pretty bruises littering your neck, your lips swollen from his kisses, your hair tousled from all the movement. To him, you had never looked better. 
Sanemi sighed, undoing the rest of the buttons that you had nearly ripped off, tossing the shirt to the ground and smiling as it caught your attention. “So…” he began, taking a step towards the side of his bed before leaning forward. He braced his arms on either side of your hips, the mattress dipping further under his added weight. “What do you want first? Continue where we left off… or let me get a taste…” His forehead was nearly touching yours, breath mingling as he waited for your response. “It’s your turn…” You spread your thighs a little further, hand reaching for his shoulder as you motioned for him to get on his knees before you. Sanemi huffed out a laugh “it’s hard for me to say no when you look at me like that.” His knees hit the ground with a soft thump, his hands sliding up your thighs and forcing a shiver out of you. “Do I have your permission to take this dress off of you?” His head tilts, waiting for your answer. “A-absolutely you do…”  you lifted your hips, helping him tug the material off you and drop it off to the side. Sanemi took a minute, drinking in the sight of your bare skin. He was staring at you as if he was trying to memorize every inch of your skin. “So…” your voice was soft, anticipation killing you. 
“Sorry.” his face turned red, his hands grabbing for the waistband of your panties. “You’re so beautiful.” He couldn’t look at you as he said it, if he did he was convinced his heart would implode on the spot. “So are you.” You lifted your hips for him a second time, allowing him to take the last piece of clothing you had on, off of you. “Don’t flatter me.” his tone was teasing, eyes taking on a different look as your cunt was exposed to him. No further words were spoken as Sanemi coaxed your legs open further. You braced yourself on your elbows, legs dangling off the side of the bed as Sanemi slowly moved to kiss your thighs. The shine from his tongue piercing glimmered in the moonlight leaking through his window, sending shockwaves of arousal through you as his hands moved to hold your hips. His hair tickled your thigh as he licked fat stripes up your skin, avoiding the place you wanted him most just to tease you a little further. You watched him with bated breath, whining softly as his breath fanned over you before pulling away. “Sanemi… please.” You had waited far too long for him to tease you like this. Sanemi huffed out another laugh, the persistent twitch in his pants was making him impatient as well. 
He stopped teasing you, his hands finding their way to your thighs again as he lowered his head. Your body tensed as the flat of his tongue licked along your folds. The metal ball of his tongue piercing was more prominent than you thought it would be, even though it was as warm as the rest of him, you felt it. “Oh…” you gasped, head falling backwards. You were torn between keeping yourself propped up so you could watch and just laying back to enjoy it. Sanemi’s tongue continued to lap at your cunt, purposely avoiding the place you wanted him the absolute most. “Sanemi please…” You were aching for him to pay attention to your clit, but the small smirk that tugged on his lips as he nipped at your inner thigh told you this was payback. “Sanemi please! I said I would finish what I started in the car… stop teasing me…” Your hips wiggled, thrusting upwards as if you could force him to eat you out the way you wanted. One movement and he had stilled you completely, his hand splaying across your abdomen and pushing you back to the mattress. “Relax.” His tone held authority, making you feel rather pathetic for squirming in the first place. “Sorry…” you settled again, eyes struggling to hold contact with him. “Good girl.” 
You chewed on the inside of your cheek, Sanemi’s head dipping down again to eat you out with a little more fervor. He ran the ball of his tongue piercing along your lips, leaving a shining trail of saliva in its wake. A quiet whine slipped past your lips, hand fisting in his comforter as you tried not to seem too impatient. He caught on of course, finding it impossible to hold off any longer. As much as he wanted to take his time, he was far too excited to keep holding off. A loud gasp slipped past your lips as his tongue flicked across your clit, the metal ball hitting it the second time. “Oh fuck…” The feeling of his tongue piercing very different, each pass over your clit made your thighs tense. Sanemi’s mouth moved to wrap around the pulsing nerve, sucking harshly while swiping his tongue repeatedly. The motion had your arms giving out, falling flat on the bed as you moaned completely unrestrained. Sanemi continued, one hand still pressing down on your abdomen as he used the other to place one leg over his shoulder. He quickly switched, placing his other hand on your abdomen so he could grab your other leg and throw it over his shoulder as well.
 This way, you couldn’t close your legs if you wanted to and now he had the ability to do what he did next. Your entire body tensed as two fingers slipped inside of your already wet cunt, curling perfectly before uncurling again to thrust sloppily. “S-sanemi!” You choked out his name, the sudden intensity making your eyes water as he fucked you with his fingers and tongue. As quickly as he gave in, he stopped, pulling away just enough to gasp for air. You whined, glancing down at him to see his lips and chin covered in a mixture of saliva and your arousal. “Sanemi.” All you could utter was his name at this point, no other words would come to mind unless it was to beg him to keep going. “You didn’t think I was going to be that generous, did you?” He used your own line against you, smirking as your head fell back with a groan. “L-let me make it up to you. I-I’ll finish what I started but you have to do the same.” Your previous confidence had flown out the window, your mind too cloudy to think of anything else but his tongue. “Oh, I see what you mean.” Sanemi’s hand left your cunt, moving to hold your legs and caress them softly. “How about this?” He moved your legs off of his shoulders, the position itself had made your stomach do backflips so you were a bit sad it was already over. 
You watched him straighten, standing at his full height so he could take off his pants and boxers. “Sit up, move further in.” he motioned for you to move towards the center of his bed, your heart rate spiking significantly when you realized he really had caught on to what you were implying. Within seconds, Sanemi was as bare as you, giving you a moment to admire him in his entirety before he crawled onto the bed with you. You couldn’t help yourself as you leaned over to kiss him, shivering as his hands found your hips and held you as he lowered himself into a lying position. You pulled away, lips slick with saliva as you looked down on him. “I think you know what to do… or do you want me to explain.” The look in his eyes was a teasing one, tongue sliding out to lick your saliva from his lips. “I got it.” You rolled your eyes, turning away before he saw you smile. “Alright then, show me.” It was a little awkward at first but you positioned yourself with your thighs on either side of his head, your cunt hovering just inches above your face. “Let me know when.” your voice was hoarse, Sanemi’s hands found their way to your hips again and pulled you down. You squealed as he forced nearly all of your weight on his face, until it felt like you would suffocate him. 
“A-are you sure that's not too much?” You moaned as his tongue immediately found its way to your entrance, taking that as a yes, you leaned forward to wrap your hand around his aching cock. You gave him a few deliberately slow pumps before lowering your mouth. Your lips suctioned around his tip for the second time that night, tongue lapping at the bitter precum still oozing from him. You could feel him pulsate as you used one hand to stroke what your mouth couldn’t fit, drool seeping down his length to act as lube. You took a chance, your free hand coming down to hold his balls. The reaction you got was a loud groan vibrating your cunt, Sanemi’s tongue working even harder as your orgasm suddenly began to build in your gut. You massaged him gently, tongue licking up the underside of his shaft while you shamelessly fondled his balls. The intensity building in your gut was enough to have your hips jerking away from Sanemi’s face, tears pricking your eyes as you tried to take even more of his length. A loud yelp left you as Sanemi’s hands found your hips and forced them right back down on his face. The ball of his tongue piercing slid across your clit again before dipping into your entrance. You nearly pulled off of him, fully overwhelmed by pleasure, but you managed to stop yourself. 
You continued to pump what you couldn’t fit, head bobbing in rhythm with your fist. Groans continued to vibrate your cunt, your hand still massaging the sensitive flesh. You never really knew what to do with them, but the way Sanemi was groaning told you that you were doing something right. The grip Sanemi had on your hips tightened significantly, his cock pulsating against your tongue. Strangled noises left your lips as your orgasm continued to build, the way his balls tightened in your grasp told you he was going to reach his climax at any second. You squirmed, your pace growing erratic as your hips grind down on Sanemi’s face. He encourages you, hand pushing and pulling your hips at a faster pace, finding the way your cunt ground on his tongue to be utterly exhilarating. Before you could process it, your hips were stuttering to a halt, your eyes watering as your orgasm snuck up on you. You spilled all over his tongue, a gush of warmth making your face turn hot as you struggled to continue sucking him off. Luckily for you, coming on his face was enough to send Sanemi over the edge as well, groaning loudly as he spilled into your mouth. You swallowed what you could, the rest dribbling down your chin as you rolled off of him and to the mattress below. 
You were gasping for breath, staring at the ceiling as you blinked stars from your vision. You didn’t get a chance to say anything before Sanemi was sitting up and maneuvering himself to hover over you. “I’m not done with you yet.” He looked unbearably good with his hair a mess, lips swollen and shining, his pupils dilated. You reached for his face, pulling him down to crash your lips together in a sloppy kiss. His hands roamed your body, one of them moving to slip between your thighs and finger your already sensitive cunt. “F-fuck…” you pulled away, only given a second to breath before his lips were on you again. The kiss tasted of arousal, your own mixing with his, it was almost intoxicating. Paired with the way Sanemi’s fingers curled inside of you, the remnants of your first orgasm prickled in your gut. You whined into the kiss, nails dragging along his shoulders as soft squelches filled the room. “You’re so fucking beautful.” Sanemi is heaving as he parts from you, he looks completely fucked out as he looks down to watch his fingers disappear and reapper from your greedy cunt. “You can take it, right? You still got some energy, yeah?” his cock was still achingly hard. 
“Y-yeah…fuck…please just… don’t make me wait any longer, Sanemi…” He kissed you again, this time it was full of passion as he moved to crawl over you rather than lay beside you. He pulled away, looking down at you with parted lips before realizing something. “Wait, fuck we need a condom.” As he began to get off of you, your hand shot forward to stop him.”n-no we don’t… we don’t need it.” Your hands shook as you held onto his bicep, your eyes pleading with him. “We don’t need it?” He questioned, a bit shocked at what you were saying. “No…I’m clean.” You seemed to be ignoring the fact that he could easily get you pregnant. “So am I… I’ve only ever used condoms and…” he didn’t even get to fuck the girl from the night before so there was really no risk of fucking you raw. Maybe it was the lust fogging his mind and ruining his judgment, or maybe it was the sheer thrill of getting to feel you for the first time completely bare, but he agreed, choosing to forgo the condom and crawl back over you. “Are you sure?” his tone was hushed, one hand bracing himself while the other moved down to grab himself. You nodded, moving your legs to wrap around his waist so he could position himself. “Positive…just come on… Sanemi I need you, so bad.” He was a goner the moment you said that, any hesitation fleeing his body as you begged him. “Okay…okay…” he hushed you, leaning down to kiss you.
Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as you felt the dull head of his cock drag up and down your folds. You fumbled around a bit each time the metal ball of his piercing grazed your tongue, your hips jerking upwards to try and move him along. He was still teasing you, despite his own desperation to be inside of you. You pulled away, eyes closing as Sanemi’s tongue ran along your jaw. “Sa..Sanemi please…” you moaned at the pressure of his cock head pressing to your entrance. “Okay… okay… so impatient baby just relax…” You shivered at the nickname, something so simple made your body feel like it had been jolted with electricity. After another minute of your breathy whines, Sanemi gave in, steadying himself as he pressed his hips further into you. You both let out shaky gasps as his head pushed in, your walls immediately suctioning to the intrusion yet welcoming him at the same time. You watched Sanemi’s head look down, his hair tickling your face as he watched himself disappear inside of you inch by inch. “S-sanemi…” you choked out again, his head moving to look up at you with blown out pupils. “Yeah?” hoarse and desperate, he didn’t think he’d ever get enough of you looking at him like that. “Faster, please…” he hadn’t even bottomed out yet, a smile tugged at his lips. “God you’re so desperate, you want me so bad that it’s still not enough even when you have me.” You nodded, hands clinging to shoulders as you looked up at him. “I can’t argue with that…'' you whined as his hips met yours, his cock fully sheathed inside of your cunt. You clenched involuntarily, watching the smug smirk on his face disappear as a low moan slipped past his lips. You both stayed still, trying to adjust to the feeling of him inside of you. “You're j-just as bad.” you choked out, hips growing restless as you waited for him to gain his composure and move. The hand Sanemi had used to guide himself in was now moving to grab the back of your leg. You watched him curiously, letting him move your body into whatever position he pleased. A whine slipped past your lips as he shifted his weight into his knees, the movement pulling him out a bit before quickly pushing back. He was silent, forehead creased in concentration as he got both of your legs up over his shoulders. Sanemi inhaled deeply “This okay?” You nodded quickly, your body aching for some sort of relief as he purposely kept himself buried in you. “Y-yeah but you’re driving me insane… Sanemi please move…” Tears pricked your eyes, moaning loudly as his hips drew back half way before slamming back in. 
Sanemi’s eyes squeezed shut, groaning as his cock dragged along your walls. It took a few thrusts but Sanemi found his rhythm, your moans encouraging him, pairing well with the sound of your skin slapping together each time he buried himself balls deep. Your entire body jiggled with the force of his thrusts, your head tilting back as he fucked you in earnest, babbling sweet praises to you each time his hips drew back. You couldn’t catch your breath, each thrust dragged across a particular spot, one that had you seeing stars. Your vision blurry as tears leaked down your cheeks, the pressure in your gut building but not enough to make you cum. Your hand shakily tried to move down, aiming to rub your clit and bring you to your climax but Sanemi stopped you. “N-not until I say so…” he huffed out, sweat dripping down his temple as he pressed your legs further against your chest with his body. “I’ll tell you w-when…” he groaned, your walls clamping down around him as you sobbed. He would be concerned if it weren’t for the guttural moans falling out of you with each drag of his cock, you were nearly fucked stupid at this point and he was enjoying every second of it. “You-You’re so fucking hot…” he grounded out, the throb in his dick only increased with each thrust, he needed to make sure he pulled out but the way your pussy clung to him was almost too much to fight against. 
You responded with incoherent babbling, profanities and his name were the only intelligible words he could make out every so often. Sanemi switched his pace, rolling into you slowly until you were gasping for air, “S-Sanemi!” your hands gripped his shoulders, looking up at him with wide and desperate eyes. “Hmm?” he smirked down at you, each roll of his hips had him bumping your clit. “F-fuck…” he adored teasing you, the way your nails raked his skin as he tried to calm himself down. It was the only reason he changed his pace, he didn’t want this to end just yet, edging himself and you until he was absolutely desperate. “Yeah? Tell me how good I am, tell me how good I am at fucking you.” You choked, throat feeling dry as your restless hips tried to speed up his movements. “I don’t think so, pretty girl.” Sanemi drew out of you all together, ignoring your pleading as he moved to place both of your legs on one shoulder. He hugged them together with one arm, effectively immobilizing your restless body. “I’m not giving you what you want until you tell me…” He cooed softly, hand reaching down to wipe the tears leaking down your cheeks. You caught your breath, your cunt throbbing from the lack of contact when you had been so close to coming again. 
“You’re so mean…” You hiccuped, acting as if he hadn’t given you everything you had wanted thus far. “Mean? Me?” he cooed softly, leaning over you a bit. “I’m sorry baby, but I’m not doing anything until you tell me how good I’m doing.” he repeated, tongue sticking out a bit as he smiled, biting down softly so you could see the underside of the tongue piercing. “Y-You’re doing good…” you whined, hands fidgeting as you couldn’t figure out where to place them. “Mmm? You can do better than that, tell me in detail.” The tip of his cock dragged along your folds, further driving you towards insanity at his sudden need to edge you. You squirmed, mouth feeling dry as you tried to conjure up a response that would please him. Your brain felt like mush though, face flooding with heat as you began to speak. Y-you’re fucking me so good, b-best I’ve ever had…” Sanemi smirked, his fingers thrumming along your calf. “Keep going, I know you have more to say.” His free hand was still dragging his cock through your folds, coating himself in your slick heat. “Sanemi… come on…” you whined, chest rising and falling rapidly each time he passed over your clit. You were sensitive enough that you were convinced you could cum just from that. 
“Ah Ah, Sanemi nothing. Tell me how good my cock feels, my tongue, my fingers. I know you have a lot to say, you’re just being stubborn.” His eyes scanned over your face, the urge to kiss you was clawing at the back of his mind but the position didn’t allow him any room for that kind of movement. “Fuck! Y-you’re gonna make me cum if you…” Sanemi’s ears perked up, a smirk tugging at his lips as he continued to drag himself along your pussy. “Yeah? You’re gonna cum again just from this? All the more reason to tell me, baby.” You felt like you couldn’t breath, your orgasm building and tingling in your gut as you struggled to form coherent thoughts. “...ood…good… so fucking good your tongue is amazing. A-and your cock is-is better than I ever imagined it would be… so much better…” That caught his attention, swallowing thickly as he asked you to clarify. “Than you ever imagined? So… you’ve imagined me fucking you before?” He seemed to turn breathless, mouth hanging open just a bit as he watched your face contort. You were going to cum just from this, it was driving him wild. “Y-yes! Fuck I imagined you fucking me stupid all the t-time…” your hands fisted the sheets below you, pulling them taught as your walls clenched around nothing at all. “More…tell me more…” he needed to hear it. 
“O-oh fuck…” you were nearly there. “Those mornings… fuck those mornings where i’d find you in the kitchen sh-shirtless… you fucking tease…” Your head fell back, gasping for air before you continued. “A-all I could think about was y-you bending me over the fucking counter and fucking me stupid…” Your orgasm was within reach, each sinful drag of his cock over your pulsating clit had you seeing stars. Your words seemed to do something to him, a loud moan ripping from your throat as he plunged back inside of you. Your orgasm rippled through you, walls twitching around him as you pathetically gripped him like a vice. It fizzled out far too soon, the lack of contact with your clit ending it almost prematurely. That didn’t stop the pleasure coursing through your body as Sanemi started right out of the gate with a brutal pace. “S_san-emi…” You wailed, nearly ripping his sheets as you tried to find some sort of stable grounding. “P-perfect… you’re so fucking perfect… with such a filthy fucking mind… Do you know how many times I got off thinking about you? Your beloved roommate is a perv…” he huffed out a laugh, looking at you with lidded eyes. “But it looks like my beloved roommate is just… as bad…” he groaned. 
You wailed, eyes squeezing shut as his hips continued to ram his cock into you. His words did nothing but encourage your pleasure, the mild overstimulation had melted into pleasure. You could barely think straight but that didn’t stop you from feeling the persistent twitch of his cock, he was going to cum soon. You clenched around him, trying to tease him back and push him towards the edge, sweat dripped down his temple as he looked at you. “Naughty girl… you want me…my cum hmm?” his voice was hoarse, the strength in his teasing was dying out as his own release built. You nodded shamelessly, “p-please Sanemi…Nemi please…” The quiet nickname nearly did him in, hips stuttering for a moment before he found his pace again. “You want my cum? You want me to fill you up? Stuff you full…” the desire to spill inside of you was all too tempting, regardless of the potential consequences for doing so. He wouldn’t let himself get caught up in that daydream just yet, not when you were so pliant, not when you were so easily letting him have you however he pleased. His grip on your legs tightened, keeping you positioned with them both over one of his shoulders. This angle allowed him to watch the way your thigh and ass jiggled with the impact of each thrust. 
“Y-yes…yes…fuck… please.” you babbled out, drool nearly slipping past the corner of your lip. Sanemi knew he was done for, the way you were looking at him was enough to make him melt. He’d never be able to deny you of anything you wanted, especially when you were looking at him like that. Caught up in his own emotions, his hips stuttered into a halt as his orgasm ripped through him. He moaned, completely unrestrained as his head fell forward with his eyes squeezed shut. His release spurted into you, making you whine as he pathetically thrusted into you with a shaky roll of his hips. The room fell silent, nothing but his panting mixed with your own, filling the quiet space. It took a few moments before either of you were ready to speak, your body feeling a bit sore. “Fuck…” Sanemi huffed out a breathless laugh, pulling out of you slowly. He watched for a moment as his cum leaked out of your abused entrance. He had to force himself to look away, setting your legs down gently. “Fuck.” you repeated him, a lazy grin on your face as you stretched, grimacing just a bit as you felt his release smear on your thighs. 
Sanemi fell backwards, sprawling out on his mattress with one of his pillows beneath his head. You sat up, eyes shamelessly roaming over him and the content smile on his face. You thought about it for a moment before crawling over him. Sanemi watched you with an amused stare, your weight settling on him perfectly. Your thighs rested on either side of his hips, knees making the mattress dip as you laid forward and squished your chest to his. Your hands came up to hold his jaw, lazily kissing along his sweaty skin. Sanemi let you do as you pleased, hands coming down to hold your waist as you showered him in affection. “I meant every word I…tried to say.” you laughed softly, kissing his neck one last time before looking at him. “Mmm, I’m glad… I meant every word I said too, you know.” one hand left your waist to push your hair out of the way, the hair he had messed up while fucking you. It gave him satisfaction for some reason. You smiled, hands trialing from his face to his chest as you carefully pushed yourself into a sitting position. “Do you trust me, Sanemi?” That question had him looking at you with hesitation. 
“Well, let’s see. You convinced me to fuck you with no condom, and you convinced me to creampie you…” he laughed as you playfully hit his chest. “I also live with you, I don’t lock my door at night…so I think…” he trailed off, fingers dancing along the skin on your thighs as he held you. “... I think it’s safe to say I do, in fact, trust you.” You laughed, rolling your eyes a bit “You’re such a drama queen.” Sanemi smiled up at you, the moonlight hitting you perfectly. Your smile seemed to shine, making his heart flutter. “Maybe I am, but I gave you my answer. It’s only right if you tell me why you asked.” Your fingers traced shapes on his chest as you looked at him through your lashes. “Well… I’m in the mood for more.”  You started tentatively, gauging his reaction as you spoke. You nearly shivered at the way his eyes changed, quickly adapting a more sultry look. “That so? You’re still hungry for more?” his heart could explode on the spot, his dick immediately twitching to life again. “Yeah, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get enough of you.” That statement alone had Sanemi’s cheeks turning a shade of red. “I can easily say the same.” You laugh softly, feeling him twitch against the swell of your ass. 
Your fingers continued to trace shapes along his chest, trailing down to his stomach and back up again. You counted the scars as you went, toned muscle flexing as you seemed to hit a ticklish spot. You kept him waiting, his hands holding your hips tightly as he waited for you to do something. “This is going to be my payback, isn’t it.” He laughed softly as you smiled, looking up at him with a mischievous look in your eyes. “Of course it is… you’ll comply, right?” of course he would, you could ask him to run naked through the street right now and he’d likely do it just to see you smile. “Kiss me.” it came out as a whisper, the look in his eyes pleading you to do it. You melted, leaning forward to kiss him slowly. It was different from any kiss you had shared that night, it was soft and sensual, as if you would devour the other whole. You began to laugh as the ball of his tongue ring clinked against your tooth. Sanemi erupted into a fit of giggles, the sound vibrating his chest. “That’s the first time that's ever happened.” You smiled, placing a chaste kiss on his lips before speaking. “Oh? Glad I could be your first something.” Sanemi’s head tilted against the pillow, “You’ve been a couple of firsts for me already.” he teased with a gentle grin. 
That piqued your interest, pushing up gently until you were sitting again. His cock was still standing proudly, twitching slightly against your ass. “Please indulge me.” Sanemi laughed, hands sliding up and down your thighs slowly. “You’re the first person to make me dance at a club, the first person to give me road head, the first girl I ever fucked raw and came in…” he laughed as you slapped his chest again “You asked!” he squeezed your thighs a bit, eyes lighting up as you laughed with him. You leaned forward again, kissing him deeply for the umpteenth time. This time it was a little different, one of your hands planted firmly to Sanemi’s chest as you used the other to reach behind and grab him. He gasped into the kiss, allowing you to swallow it whole as you positioned him right at your entrance. You settled back slowly, engulfing him in wet heat. You felt different to him this time, your arousal mixed with his cum making you feel even wetter than before. His nails raked your thighs as you sat down fully, chest heaving as you adjusted to him being inside of you again. You both stared at each other in silence, your hips rolling slowly. You indulge yourself for a minute, squirming as your clit dragged along his pubic bone with each slow roll of your hips. Sanemi watched you, completely entranced by your body.
“This time around…” you stopped rolling your hips, hands splaying across his abdomen as you gauged how much you could move. “...you’re going to tell me how good I’m fucking you.” with your knees digging into the mattress, you could lift your hips about half way before dropping them down again. You were satisfied with that for the time being, smiling sweetly at Sanemi as you tried to find your rhythm. He watched you closely, mouth parted slightly as you began to properly bounce on him. You couldn’t help but feel warm as his eyes shamelessly drank in the sight of your body, eyes glued to the way your breasts bounced with each drop, the way his cock disappeared and reappeared between your thighs. He wasn’t used to being at someone’s mercy, but he rather enjoyed watching you have your fun. You continued to bounce, leaning forward a bit to dip your head down and lick up his stomach. A strangled noise slipped past Sanemi’s lips as your tongue ran up his abs and towards his chest. Nobody had ever done that to him before, the look alone was enough to make his head spin. You didn’t stop there, licking your way to his chest and gliding your tongue over one nipple. All the while, your hips were still moving up and down his length. You trailed your tongue over his nipple again, enjoying the way his grip on you tightened, a shaky breath escaping him. You wanted to hear more.
You looked up at him, your lashes making your view a little blurry. But it was still enough for you to enjoy the steadily growing flush on Sanemi’s face, the way it crept up to his ears and down to his chest, not quite reaching where your tongue was circling. You could feel his heart pounding under your hand, lips suctioning to his nipple and sucking gently. Another strangled noise escaped him, a mix between a moan and a whine, it only made him flush further. Still, you ached to hear more. Your hips had grown a bit restless, your mind focused on his chest more than the drive of your hips. You tried to recenter, hips moving rhythmically again as you bit down on his nipple. Sanemi cried out, eyes squeezing shut as pleasure mixed with embarrassment. You were going to drive him crazy, the feeling of your lips suctioned to his chest had his heart nearly vibrating with the intensity it was beating. You pulled your lips away, suppressing a moan as you settled fully on him again. “So…” your fingers trialed over his nipple, slick with your saliva, you felt the urge to bite him harder. “So…” Sanemi choked out, a bit dazed by your actions. “How am I doing so far?” At this point you were cockwarming him instead of riding him, just enough to edge him but not enough for him to come. 
“Really good…you’re doing really good…” he swallowed, hips becoming a bit restless as they jerked a little beneath you. Grinning, you leaned down again, teeth sinking into the flesh of his pectoral as your hips lifted nearly all the way before slamming down on him. Sanemi moaned again, the sensations turning his brain back into mush as you lapped at the teeth marks you left around his nipple. You repeated this process with the nipple you had neglected thus far, moaning softly as you rolled your hips. You were going to drive him insane, your version of teasing was far crueler than his. Yet he loved every minute of it, completely lost in the way you were edging him. When you were satisfied with your markings, you shifted your full attention back to riding him, pulling off all together despite his complaints as you repositioned yourself. “It’ll be worth it…” you crooned, ignoring the strain in your thighs as you planted your feet firmly on either side of his hips. The best part, Sanemi was completely pliant, letting you do as you pleased with a flushed face and lazy grin. But you could tell, he was waiting for you to go too far, tease him for too long, then he’d take over. You really wanted to see what his limits were, albeit you figured you would have plenty of time after tonight to figure that out. But, you had waited too long to not try and indulge in everything now. 
You sunk back down on him, watching Sanemi’s head fall back as you took half of him. Once again, you began to bounce until you found a good rhythm. Even though your thighs burned a bit with the effort, your new position allowed you much more control over your movements. “Fucking…shit…oh fuck~” You whined just as loud as Sanemi’s words, your whole body feeling warm as you rode him with more fervor. The slick sounds emitting from your needy cunt had you whining, eyes wanting to squeeze shut but unable to. You didn’t want to miss a single second of the way Sanemi’s face contorted in pleasure. He was way more sensitive, a third orgasm in such a short time frame may be pushing him beyond his limits but god dammit you were too perfect to stop. His eyes seemed to gloss over, hands pathetically grasping at your legs as his hips bucked up unceremoniously to meet yours. “T-tell me…” You gasped out, hands falling behind you to brace yourself on his knees. “Good! Fuck you’re so per-ah-perfect.” He was turning scarlet, embarrassed by the noises you were getting out of him. “G-good…such a good boy…” you crooned, body aching with effort as you continued to fuck your self on him. Sanemi’s mind seemed to blank the moment you uttered good boy. 
Any ounce of self restraint he had flew straight out the window. Sanemi’s hips jutted upwards, earning a yelp in response as you tried to regain your balance. It didn’t work though, you went from leaning backwards to falling against his chest within seconds. “S-sanemi…” you choked out as his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you in place as his feet found stable ground in the mattress below him. This new position left you completely at his mercy, his hips pistoning into you with new vigor. The noises you made nearly sounded animalistic, your skin recoiling with each upwards thrust of his hips. “Y-you…this was supposed to be…” you nearly wailed, your orgasm coming out of nowhere as you sprayed warm liquid all over his dick. It dripped slowly to the mattress below, effectively ruining his bedding. Not that Sanemi cared though, if anything it made him work harder. “Yeah… your turn… I’ll g-give you another chance some other time.” His jaw was clenched, your body was nearly limp against his as he continued to rut into you. It didn’t take that much longer, Sanemi thrusts grew erratic as he reached his third and final peak. He came inside again, no longer caring about the consequences when his bones felt like jelly. 
He fully relaxed a moment later, breathing heavy and unable to move. You couldn’t even find the strength to lift your head, listening intently to Sanemi’s heartbeat slowly return to normal. You stayed in that position for a while, shivering as his softened cock slipped out of you, the steady leak of his cum following it. “So…” Sanemi spoke softly, eyes feeling heavy. He couldn’t recall the last time he had felt this content. “So…” you repeated, carefully lifting your head. You had moved to get off of him, despite his protests. You settled next to him, your front pressed snuggly to his side, his arm wrapping around your shoulder to hold you close. “We need to clean up.” he muttered softly, not only did the two of you need to clean yourselves, you needed to change his bedding. “Yeah, we do, but I can’t really feel my legs right now.” You laughed, hand resting on his chest to trace the scars that were there. Sanemi snorted, his hand playing with your hair while his arm still rested on your shoulders. “We can worry about it in a little bit.” he teased softly, heart feeling as light as air with you next to him. “Did this… make-up for your shitty experience last night?” You chewed on your lower lip, now was a better time than any to reveal your secret. 
“Ugh don’t remind me.” he cringed a bit, thinking back on the entire thing. “Well… I do have something to confess…” you started lightly, only a little worried about how he’d react. Though, it seemed Sanemi was already a step ahead of you. “You were awake, weren’t you?” he didn’t sound mad, rather he sounded curious. “I was.” you sounded a bit sheepish, continuing carefully. “I heard the whole ordeal and… well… I heard you moan my name.” You squeezed your eyes shut, even though you didn’t think he would react poorly, you were still bracing yourself for anger. “You did, huh?” Sanemi is chuckling, his hand still playing with your hair. “Is that why you had the courage to make a move?” It seems he knew you better than you thought. “Yeah, actually. It was the only reason I felt confident enough going for you… I was so scared of ruining this.” Your confession had his cheeks turning pink, a gentle smile creeping up his features. “I guess I can’t be too mad, especially since it led you right into my arms…finally.” he added softly, he wasn’t used to all this mushy stuff but with you he couldn’t seem to help it. “So, you feel the same then?” you were positive you had feelings for him, but you worried it was too soon to go on and confess you loved him. Even though it was the honest truth. 
“If that feeling is love… then yes. It’s going to sound incredibly cliche, but I’ve been in love with you since the moment I laid eyes on you. Those feelings only intensified the more I got to know you.” You looked up at him, finding a bit more strength in your limbs as you moved to kiss his cheek. “I…I love you too. It’s super cliche but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, you’ve been a thought on my mind since we met up for the first time to see if we’d be a good fit to live together.” you confessed with a grin, eyes sparkling in the moonlight that filled his room. “So we've been dancing around each other since the end of August for no reason.” Sanemi laughed in disbelief, you joined him. “I guess so.” You laughed as well, thighs shifting and making you cringe a bit. “We really need to clean up…” you could feel the sticky remnants beginning to dry. “We do.” He sounded a bit sad as he let you go, allowing you to get up and off the bed. He followed you, holding back a laugh when he realized how fucked up his comforter got. “Go take a shower, I’ll take care of this.” You pouted a bit, face warm when you looked at the damage. “Will you join me after?” You truly had no energy for anything else, but the idea of showering alone just felt so lonely. Sanemi laughed, pulling you close to place a kiss on top of your head. “Yeah, I’ll join you.” he let you go a moment later, watching as you walked out of the door and headed for the bathroom. 
Now that he was alone, he couldn’t help the grin that stretched across his face. He was so happy he could start skipping, he had never been so happy to strip his bed. The comforter would need to be washed, so would his sheets, but luckily his mattress was unharmed. That being said, he wasn’t in any mood to go to the basement and do a load of laundry. “Her bed it is.” he muttered to himself, thankful that your bed was still clean and untouched. Laundry could wait for the morning, for now, you were waiting for him in the shower. You had only been standing under the warm water for a few minutes before Sanemi joined you. Neither of you had the energy to do anything other than bathe, though it was far more intimate than anything you had done that night. He was gentle with you, taking all the time he could to bathe your body. He even washed your hair for you, scrubbing your scalp with care. You returned the favor, enjoying every minute of washing his body, enjoying the way his muscles flexed. “You’re ticklish, aren't you.” he couldn’t deny it if he wanted to. You two stayed in the shower until the water began to turn cold. You stood in front of the mirror, towel wrapped around you as you began brushing your teeth, it was close to one in the morning at this point. Sanemi fell into rhythm beside you, brushing his teeth and while watching you in the mirror. You winked at him, putting your toothbrush away and laughing as he blushed. 
Sanemi had told you the plan before getting out of the shower, so you entered your room to find something to put on. Sanemi joined you again a few minutes later, dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers. “I promise this is how I typically sleep.” He laughed when you eyed in with your eyebrow cocked. You had put on an oversized tshirt and panties, no bra or anything else. You settled into bed together, curling up beside Sanemi immediately. “There is one other thing we haven’t discussed.” You started softly, head resting on his chest as you closed your eyes. “Yeah? What is it?” His hand had returned to your hair, playing with slightly damp locks. “What are we? Now, I mean.” You were giving him the option, allowing him to choose whatever he felt most comfortable with. “Well, if you’d let me… I’d love for you to be my girlfriend.” You were thankful the room was dark and that your face was on his chest so he couldn’t see the way you smiled. “I would love nothing more than to call you my boyfriend.” You tried to sound calm but the giddiness in your tone gave it away. “Consider it done then, pretty girl.” You laughed now, arm slinging over his waist to hold him close. “Good night, lover boy.” Sanemi’s laughter rumbled in his chest, quietly he uttered “Good night, pretty”
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A month and a half later, your shared apartment looked a bit different. You had sold your bed frame and mattress after a few weeks of sleeping only in Sanemi’s bed. You figured the items were just taking up space and there was probably some college student itching to get their hands on a good deal. Plus… who doesn’t like a little bit of pocket money. So you listed them as a set and it’s no shock that they sold within a day. Sanemi had been lovingly pestering you to turn the space into a gym/office. “There is no way we’re getting gym equipment all the way up here! There is a damn community gym on the ground floor.” Sanemi had only pouted, saying he didn’t want all the fancy stuff. Just some weights and maybe a pull up bar so he could work out while you studied. “You just want new ways to seduce me.” His laugh told you that you weren’t too far off with your statement. In the end, you gave in. Since you’d be living here the whole year, even during break, it was only right to make the place your own. 
This time, as a couple opposed to roommates. 
You ended up finishing your room makeover just in time for finals. The t wo of you spent the week leading up to your exams in that room, stud ying… for the most part. Regardless, the most dreaded time of year came and went and you both ended your semester with passed exams and passed classes. Now, you can enjoy your winter break in peace. “Are you sure they won’t be upset?” Your cheeks puffed out as you pulled the zipper closed on your suitcase. “Of course not, Ma will love having another mouth to feed. It’s her biggest form of love really. Plus my siblings have been dying to meet you.” Your heart fluttered a bit, you’d only talked to and seen Sanemi’s family through his own texts and pictures. You had gotten to know Genya a bit over the few times Sanemi facetimed him. As for the other siblings, you were still trying to get their names and faces down pat. You often found yourself silently repeating “Genya, Sumi, Hiroshi, Tekio, Koto, and Shuya.” his mother’s name was Shizu, which you had already committed to memory. 
“I really don’t want to be any trouble.” You added softly, still a bit worried about going to meet his family. Sanemi stopped looking through his things, looking up at you with a sad smile. “You won’t be any trouble at all, I mean it. My Ma even yelled at me over the phone! She said if I didn’t bring you home with me then she’ll never let me hear the end of it. She’s even more excited to meet you than my siblings are.” He crossed the room, wrapping you in a tight hug. “It seems like a lot of pressure…” he added softly, pressing his cheek to the top of your head. “But you have nothing to worry about, they’ll love you, just as much as I do.” You laughed a bit, mumbling out an “I love you too” against his chest. When you pulled away, he was a bit surprised to see tears in your eyes. “Hey…” he whispered softly, smiling as he used his thumb to wipe them away. “I promise you, they’ll love you.” His constant affirmations made your heart pound. “I trust you.” He kissed your forehead, letting you go just a bit reluctantly. “Do you have everything you need?” Luckily his family lived kinda close. It would only take three hours by train to get there. His mother would be waiting to pick the two of you up from the station.
“I do, do you?” you raised an eyebrow as he closed up the fairly empty suitcase. “Yeah, it’s my home we're going too.” he chuckled as he placed it on the floor “most of my stuff is still there.” You did the same, pulling up the handle so you could wheel it. “I guess that's true…” you were excited to see his family home, it would give you even more insight on the man you loved. You would be staying with them for two weeks and then returning. By then the holidays would be over and you’d get to start preparing for the spring semester. Then, you’d figure out if you’d renew the lease or look for somewhere else to stay. It seemed rather daunting but it was still months away, nothing to worry about now other than making a good impression. Sanemi lets you go ahead of him, flicking off the lights to your shared room before following you to the door. Your backpack was slung over one shoulder, your keys in the hand that was wheeling your suitcase behind you. “We’re still catching a taxi right?” Neither of you wanted to pay to keep your car at the train station for the next two weeks. “Yeah, I’ll pay for it.” He smiled when you scrunch your nose, you hated that he insisted on paying for everything himself.
Hell, he had even tried to pay the rent in full himself. By try, you mean he did. You nearly killed him when you found out he went ahead and paid for the next month in full. Regarding gifts, you had both decided to exchange them when you returned, it would just be easier than lugging them to and from. So, after Sanemi did one last check to make sure all lights were off, everything was unplugged and the stove wouldn’t mysteriously ignite on its own, you were stepping into the hall and locking the door. You still had roughly five hours before encountering the rest of the Shinazugawa family, but that didn’t ease the butterflies in your stomach as you pressed the button for the ground floor. “You already look as if you’ll faint.” Sanemi laughed, nudging you with his shoulder and watching you quickly catch your balance. You huffed out a laugh, rolling your eyes as you gripped the handle of your suitcase tightly. “You’d feel the same if we were going to meet my family. You’re just lucky they are a flight away.” Sanemi couldn’t deny it, the very thought made his stomach turn as the elevator doors opened. “Touché”. 
The next thing you knew, you were boarding the train. “I texted my Ma and told her we’re on our way.” He seemed giddy, the grin on his face was that of an excited little kid. You couldn’t help but smile as well, his excitement was contagious. “That's good!” you took the window seat, hand immediately reaching for Sanemi’s once he put your backpack in the overhead storage. Catching the train now meant you’d get to Sanemi’s hometown around ten in the morning. Then you could crash in his room after the breakfast Sanemi had assured you his mother would make. “She won’t be satisfied until we’ve gained a few pounds.” The thought warmed your heart, you just prayed you made a good impression on such a wonderful lady. There was one thing you weren’t aware of though, and it was the fact that Shizu practically knew you already. Simply because of how often Sanemi texted her gushing about you. Within three days of you two settling into your new relationship, he had excitedly texted her that he had a girlfriend. Shizu wasn’t all that shocked when he told her it was his roommate, she could tell from the first time he ever spoke about you that he liked you. His mother could read him better than anyone. 
This time, it was different than any of the girls he had ever brought home. Most of them only lasted a few weeks before breaking things off and moving on. When Shizu asked him why, he would say things just weren’t clicking. But with you? It was something else entirely. She still thinks back on the phone call she received from Sanemi, shortly after meeting with you about the roommate request. “I finally found a good place with good rent, just out of my budget but this girl was looking for a roommate. I met with her a little while ago and she’s super nice. She said she would gladly let me take the room because we clicked right away. Her name is y/n, Ma she's so pretty and kind. I mean I don’t want to get ahead of myself but wow…” Shizu had been smiling the whole time he spoke, congratulating him softly as he continued to go on about you. It wasn’t until the two of you made things official that Sanemi actually sent her a picture of the two of you. He had been dying too for months now but he didn’t want to cross your boundaries or make things weird. Shizu had to admit, you were prettier than she could have ever imagined. She had painted such a pretty picture of you in her head based on the way Sanemi spoke about you. But the picture he had sent had actually made her gasp.
It was candid, you must have been laughing at something he said but your eyes seemed to sparkle as you looked at him. Sanemi had already accumulated an entire album of candid shots of you, but you didn’t know that. “Earth to Sanemi?” you waved your hand in front of his face, laughing softly as he blinked back into reality. “Huh?” the train had already begun to move, the world flying past the window at rapid speeds. “You can lean on my shoulder if you’re that sleepy.” You laughed again, thumb brushing along his scarred knuckles. “No, no I’m fine. I was just thinking.” He confessed softly, cheeks turning a shade of pink as he looked at you. You noticed that look in his eyes, when his pupils seem to swallow the pale purple of his irises. “You’re daydreaming about me, huh?” you had a cheeky grin on your face as he groaned, he still couldn’t understand how you always caught him. “I was right, wasn't I?” you laughed softly, playing with his fingers as he nodded lamely. “You’re always on my mind, what can I say?” 
You look away, making a fake gagging noise, Sanemi’s laughter reaching your ears as you turn to look at him again. “You’re such a sap.” You laughed, settling your head against his shoulder. “It’s all your fault.” He muttered softly, embarrassed just a bit by how soft you turned him. When it came to you, he could melt into a pile of mush over something as simple as you laughing at what he said. “I guess you’re right, I can’t help the fact that I’m so loveable.” You yawn, eyes scanning the surroundings that fly past. You could feel Sanemi’s shoulder shake as he laughed, a smile tugging on your face. Silence fell over the two of you as the train barreled towards your destination, it took him a minute to realize you had fallen asleep. “I guess you were running off of nerves.” He laughs softly, opening his phone camera to snap a photo of your cheek squished into his shoulder. He saved it to his album, smiling as he scrolled through the photos before quickly closing it and putting in one ear bud. “Looks like I’ll have a lot of time to myself.” He had a funny feeling you wouldn’t be waking up any time soon. 
His assumption was correct, he was gently shaking you awake as the train approached the station. “We’re here.” He smiled down at you, at some point he had managed to shift your head from his shoulder down to his lap. You blinked awake, eyes scanning your surroundings as you tried to recall what was even going on. “You can sleep more once we get to my home, but for now, we’re about to stop.” Sanemi’s voice is soft, watching as realization dawns on your features and you go from lying down to sitting straight up in the blink of an eye. “W-we’re here?” You practically squeaked, the nervous butterflies turning into a frenzy as you realized within the next ten minutes you’d be meeting Sanemi’s mother. “Oh my god! Why did you let me fall asleep! I had no time to mentally prepare!” Your hands came up to hide your face, trying to collect yourself as you inhaled deeply. Sanemi just watched you with a smile, finding your nerves to be amusing. “You’re going to be perfectly fine, I swear.” The train finally stopped all together, jerking you slightly as the conductor came over the intercom to announce the stop and the doors opened at the end of each train car. “C’mon, just rip the bandaid.” 
“Easier said than done…” You stood up, immediately feeling weighed down by dread as Sanemi pulled your backpack from the overhead storage and gave it to you. “You’ll be fine, you’ll be laughing at yourself in less than fifteen minutes when you realize how much you overreacted.” You wanted to believe he was right, but naturally your nerves wouldn't settle until you had met his family and settled in for the two week stay. You reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly as he led you off the train with the rest of the passengers getting off at this stop. “Wait here and I’ll grab the suitcases.” You nodded, hand gripping the strap of your backpack as you tried to replicate the grounded comfort Sanemi’s hand offered you. Within two minutes he was strolling back to you, both suitcases wheeling behind him.”Here we are.” He gave the handle of yours to you, sighing softly as your hand reached for it shakily. “I’m gonna call my Ma real quick to let her know we’re here. I’m sure she is too but I don’t know where she could have parked.” You nodded, unable to formulate words as the dreaded anticipation built. It was no shock when you heard her pick up after one ring, her voice reaching your ears even over the bustling station. 
Sanemi clicked his phone off a moment later. “She’s waiting out front.” He smiled at you, shoving his phone in his pocket so he could hold your hand. “I’m not even going to ask if you’re ready cause I know you’ll say no.” He teased you softly, pulling you along as you followed behind him just a step. Your eyes scanned the station around you, noting how many people seemed to be swamped with holiday gifts they were bringing to family. The holidays were a dreaded time to travel, you typically tried to avoid it, but you could make an exception for this. Especially when you had a boyfriend like Sanemi with you. The cold air outside hit you like a freight train, your hand squeezing Sanemi a little tighter as the train station crowd didn’t seem to disperse after exiting the building. Sanemi stopped for a moment, eyes scanning the curb until he spotted a familiar SUV, a car he deemed way too big for his short mom. But with all of his siblings, a car that size was necessary.  “There she is.” He didn’t let go of your hand, rather he let his suitcase go for a moment so he could wave to her. That small detail made your heart flutter a bit, for a reason other than your panicked nerves. 
Your throat seemed to go dry as the car door opened and a small woman jumped out of the car. “Sanemi! Y/N!” she called with a bright smile as the two of you walked towards her. “Ma! How are you?” Sanemi smiled, you let go of his hand so he could hug his mom. “It’s lovely to finally meet you, Miss Shinazugawa.” You used both hands to clutch your suitcase now, waiting for her to let go of her son. “Please, call me Shizu, dear.” She beamed at you, leaving Sanemi to pull you into a tight hug. You jumped a bit but welcomed the embrace, motherly love was always comforting. “Oh, alright.” You smiled softly, your nerves melting just a bit as you hugged her back. “It’s freezing, let's get your stuff in the car and get you two home.” Shizu pulled away, hands coming up to hold your face with a gentle smile. Sanemi took the initiative, taking your things and putting them in the trunk, his mother opened the back door for you to get in before rounding the car and getting back in the driver seat. A moment later Sanemi was joining you in the back. “Away we go.” Shizu smiled, glancing at the two of you in the rear view mirror before pulling away from the curb and out to the street. 
“I must prepare you two now, the kids are ecstatic to see the two of you. So please, y/n-dear, don’t be afraid to say you’re overwhelmed.” She laughed softly, you nodded a bit as Sanemi’s hand found your own. “I’ll try and be your human shield.” He laughed, “I’m sure Genya will be one too, he’s good at picking up on emotions and such, he’s also great at handling the little gremlins.” It was comforting to know that they thought far ahead for you, making it apparent they wouldn’t take any offense if you truly got overwhelmed. “Thank you, I’ll keep that in mind but I’m sure I'll be okay. Thank you for welcoming me so kindly, Shizu.” Her name still felt a bit awkward on your tongue but you felt rude to call her by anything else. “Of course dear, I’m very happy to have you here. It’s not often at all that Sanemi even brings home friends, nevermind such a beautiful girl like you.” Sanemi made a strangled noise of embarrassment as you laughed. “I’m not surprised, he’s never brought any friends back to our apartment.” You teased him, watching as his mouth dropped “Hey! Neither do you.” You shrug “I guess you’re right.” 
Shizu was smiling, glancing back at the two of you in the mirror every so often. “So, what happened that the two of you finally realized your feelings for one another?” A question like that had you and Sanemi growing warm, glancing at each other quickly. “Oh, uhm… well…” Your face was burning by now, memories of that night flashing through your mind. “M-Ma a question like that is a bit much.” Sanemi didn’t sound upset, rather he sounded flustered. That gave away more than needed, making Shizu laugh in response. “Oh, I see.” her tone had your eyes squeezing shut, embarrassment forcing a laugh out of you. “I’m not one to judge, ya know. Regardless of how it happened… though I think I get what’s being implied, clearly your feelings for one another go a lot farther than physical.” Sanemi groaned out another “ma” before Shizu began to laugh. “You’re both adults, Sanemi, I’d be foolish to think you two haven’t gone a lot further.” This time you couldn’t help but look at Sanemi and laugh, his mother’s innocence and honesty was comforting. “Yeah, okay Ma we get it.” Sanemi’s ears were burning red, the smile on your face only making it worse because you clearly found this all to be amusing. 
The rest of the car ride continued with easy going banter, before you knew it Shizu was pulling into the driveway of the Shinazugawa family home. “Feeling better?” Sanemi whispered to you softly as his mom got out of the car to pop the trunk. “Yeah, but I’ll feel even better after we get this over with.” You chuckled nervously, seeing one of his siblings peek through the front window before disappearing again. Sanemi kissed your cheek before getting out of the car, you did the same, helping Shizu with your bags as you moved up the driveway. As expected, your introduction to his six little siblings was nothing short of a whirlwind. Though you couldn’t lie, you enjoyed getting to know them over the dinner the mother made. Genya had been the easiest to talk to due to his age, but before you knew it, the youngest of the Shinazugawa siblings was sleeping soundly with his head on your shoulder as you watched a movie with them all. Sanemi sat beside you on the couch, watching his siblings fondly as they talked to you rather than watch the movie. You answered each question with such patience, your hand open because Koto had fallen asleep holding it. Shizu had  joked that he was trying to steal his big brother’s girlfriend. 
It was just past midnight when Genya took Koto from you, the other siblings had gone up to bed a few minutes prior. “It was really nice meeting you, y/n.” Geyna smiled, cheeks rosy because he still got a bit nervous around girls according to Sanemi. “It was lovely meeting you too, Genya. I’m happy to spend the holidays with you all.” Genya turned bright red, earning a laugh from Sanemi as he bid the two of you goodnight and carried Koto to his room. “Well, it’s been an eventful day, do you wanna go to bed?” Sanemi smiled, his arm slinging over your shoulder now that Koto wasn’t hogging you. “I’m beyond tired, so yeah, sleep sounds amazing.” You laugh, snuggling closer to him. It was honestly the opposite of getting up, instead you both settled further into the couch with the tv droning on in front of you. It didn’t take long before your hands wandered, your legs moving to drape over Sanemi’s as he turned to kiss you. The arm he had slung over your shoulder moved to rest behind your head, holding you in place as he deepened the kiss. You allowed him, of course, feeling mildly inappropriate for doing such a thing on the couch in the living room of his family’s home. 
You pulled away the moment his hand gripped your thigh, chest heaving. “N-not here. What if one of your siblings or your mother walks down here?” Your voice is barely above a whisper, noticing the way the light from the tv still manages to reflect off of the ball of his piercing. “You’re right… but my bedroom wall is shared with another one of my siblings… this is really the only place we can be a bit loud…” he groans, getting off of you just a bit so he can look at you better. “I-I’d rather try and be quiet than get caught in the act.” You would be booking yourself a train ticket home if one of his little siblings saw you two being intimate. “Alright fine, but you better be quiet.” Sanemi smirks at you as he gets up, “oh that’s a bold statement coming from you.” You snorted, getting up and turning the TV off before following him upstairs to his room. You had seen it already since you took some time after dinner to unpack your clothes and put them in Sanemi’s dresser. There was nothing for you to investigate as you stepped inside, shutting and locking the door with a soft click as Sanemi flicked on his bedside lamp. “Genya usually sleeps with a noise machine, so as long as we put some background noise on too…” 
Sanemi was already pulling his shirt over his head as he spoke, watching as you sauntered to the dresser to find something to sleep in… or rather, you were looking for something to put on in the morning. “Background noise? Don’t tell me you’re going to put on music, that makes it all the more obvious.” You laugh softly, pulling your shirt over your head and shamelessly unclipping your bra, no need for extra distractions. “No, not music but…” Suddenly white noise was blasting through a small speaker and you found yourself bursting into a fit of laughter. “How sexy” you choked, dropping your pants and underwear at the same time. “Oh I know. My best work yet.” He was standing, making his way over to you as he pushed his sweats down. Your eyes flickered lower, smirking when you realized he was already hard. “You’re relentless.” you breathe out, his hands clinging to your waist as he presses you to the dresser, kissing you deeply. Sanemi smiles against your lips, stepping out of his pants and boxers that have pooled at his feet. “You know you love it.” Hoarse, just above a whisper despite the blaring white noise filling the room. You don’t bother answering, rather you push him gently so you can drop to your knees below him. 
Your hand gingerly grabs his base, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip as he braces himself on the dresser. “Fuck…” He chokes out, eyes flickering up to the mirror before him, mildly upset he can’t see past his waist. Just your head is visible as you begin to lick along his shaft. “Remember you have to keep quiet.” You shoot him a wink before enveloping the head of his cock, watching his head fall forward as he chokes on his own moans. You let your jaw go slack, taking half of him before pulling away, using the saliva that wet him as a lubricant. You pumped him steadily, running your tongue along his slit, collecting the salty precum that oozed from it. You had gotten to know him well enough over the last month and a half to know exactly what he enjoyed. Naturally that meant it didn’t take all that long before he was grabbing your hair a bit harshly and tugging you off of him, cheeks flushed red as he tried to calm down. “N-not yet.” he sighed, moving towards the bed and motioning for you to follow. “Sit down.” he commanded you gently, watching you crawl onto the bed and lay flat instead. He chuckled a bit before opening his bedside drawer. “I know we said we wouldn’t exchange any gifts until we got home, but I bought something with me…” You sat up now, eyes narrowing as he pulled out a small pouch. 
“What the fuck.” you laughed, catching the small velvet pouch and opening it carefully. Inside was a pill shaped tongue ring, immediately you understood. Your face grew warm, mouth hanging open slightly as you plucked it out. “No you fucking didn’t…” You took it out of the even smaller plastic bag and twisted it until it began to vibrate. “Sanemi oh my fucking–” You instantly turned it off, looking at him utterly flabbergasted. “Oh I fucking did.” He pulled it out of your hand, moving over to the dresser so he could use the mirror and take out his current tongue ring to replace it with the vibrating one. “You’re evil.” you groaned, body reacting tenfold to the idea of what was to come. He could only huff out a laugh as he stuck his tongue out, twisting the vibrating stud into place. “You’ll have to be very quiet.” He smirked, wiping the saliva off of his fingers. “You planned this…” You couldn’t believe it, not even as he crawled onto the mattress and pressed you backward until your head hit the pillows. “Oh of course I did, think of it as a reward for doing so well today, I’m proud of you, you know.” Your brows furrowed. “I appreciate it but this is such a strange time to get sentimental.” You watched his shoulders shake as he laughed, head burying in your neck to kiss it softly. He wouldn’t leave any hickeys in plain sight, at least not while you were staying here. 
“Can’t help it.” He muttered between each kiss he placed, not getting rougher until he hit your chest. Your hands immediately grabbed his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he bit down on your breast. You had come to learn that you enjoyed the pain it brought, along with the satisfaction of his teeth indents remaining for a couple days. He lapped at the skin he bit, kissing it gently as he moved to flick your nipple with his tongue. Part of you was tempted to say foreplay wasn’t needed, sucking him off as well as the revelation of his “present” were enough to have you dripping for him. “You know, we have to be careful because there is really no way to explain why we needed to immediately change your bedding after one night.” One hand moves up to thread itself through his hair while his tongue drags its way over to your other breast. Sanemi only hummed in agreement, debating whether or not he should turn the vibrating piercing on now while he teased you or let your anticipation build until the last second. In the end he decided to wait, you should get to experience it first hand where you wanted it most. 
When he was satisfied with the markings he left on your chest, Sanemi placed another kiss on your lips before moving down to settle himself between your legs. You couldn’t bring yourself to look down in fear of the noises you knew you’d make, so you kept your eyes trained on the ceiling, mentally preparing yourself for what was to come. Sanemi’s tongue lapped at your inner thighs, pleased to see your arousal had already managed to smear across them. “You’re so excited, how cute.” It was so soft you barely heard it, but you still felt the need to find grounding in the sheets below you. You gripped them tightly, bracing yourself for the “final blow” of sorts. He cleaned you gingerly before placing open mouth kisses over your folds, eyes trained on the rise and fall of your chest as his tongue just barely swept across your cunt. He repeated these motions a couple of times, until your thighs spread further in an attempt to give him more. “Okay, pretty girl…” He gave you a slight warning before sticking his tongue out, twisting one end of the pill shaped tongue ring until it began to vibrate. Your breathing hitched at the sound, just audible enough to be heard through the white noise you had going. 
Sanemi found the sensation to be a bit odd, his whole tongue felt like it was vibrating due to the small object. Though, it excited him at the same time, hands moving to hold your legs open as he carefully placed his mouth over your clit. His eyes remained locked on you as he pressed his tongue against your throbbing cunt. Your hand immediately smacked over your mouth as you gasped and moaned at the same time, the vibrations going straight through your body. When he didn’t move his tongue, you began to squirm, hand pressing tightly to your mouth as muffled moans and whimpers clawed their way out of you. Sanemi waited until he felt like you were about to come before pulling his tongue away and eagerly lapping at the rest of your cunt, purposely avoiding your clit until you were getting wetter with each pass of his tongue over your entrance. Your hand never let go of the sheets, nor did your other hand ever leave your mouth. Your thighs trembled at certain points with the effort of trying to close but Sanemi’s grip alone proved to be stronger than your trembling effort. It wasn’t until tears were leaking down your cheeks, your head tossed back as your moans grew louder even behind the muffling of your hand, that Sanemi gave in and paid more attention to your clit. 
“I-I’m gonna… f-fuck.” You repeated the last word over and over, the build up in your gut growing almost too intense to handle as he pressed the pill shaped piercing directly on your clit and kept it in place. The vibrations paired with the wet warmth of his mouth proved to be a lethal combination. You nearly reached for the pillow behind you to muffle the loud sobs that wracked your body as you came on his tongue. Sanemi didn’t move away immediately, holding it in place still as the overstimulation grew to be almost painful. You began to sob, begging him in a voice just above a whisper to ease up but he didn’t. Your legs trembled, unable to fight against him considering he was far more stable than you were right now. After an agonizing few seconds, the overstimulation turned to pleasure again, your cunt twitching violently as a second orgasm arrived from the shockwaves of your first. You swore louder than you should have, stars spotting your vision as you came hard for the second time. “S-Sanemi please I’m fucking serious y-you…” But you couldn’t finish the sentence, not when he started wiggling his tongue before moving it away to lap up all the juices you had spilled. 
The piercing was still vibrating as Sanemi’s tongue licked along your cunt, giving your clit a break as he teased you in other areas. You were breathing heavily as he used two fingers to spread you open, making it more accessible to push his tongue inside of you. While it couldn’t reach nearly as deep as his dick, the vibrations were making up for it. Your jaw immediately clenched, struggling desperately to keep the noises down as he began tongue fucking you. Your vision was growing blurry from the way your eyes began to water, Sanemi’s name leaving your lips in a quiet mantra as you forced yourself to remain quiet when you really wanted to scream. Yet the idea of being caught seemed to egg Sanemi on, his mouth was relentless as he ate you out like it was his last meal. As if he was trying to break you, make you scream and wake up the whole house. You began to squirm further as two fingers slipped in along with his tongue, the feeling itself was utterly indescribable. Calloused fingers ran along your heated walls, scissoring and pumping until they brought out wave after wave of your arousal with them. You had barely noticed the fact that Sanemis tongue had pulled away all together, watching in fascination as arousal pooled below you on his bedding. So much for keeping it clean… he found it satisfying. 
 The realization that his mouth wasn’t on you didn’t hit you until it had returned to your clit, your back arching off the mattress momentarily as he flicked his tongue over your sensitive clit. His fingers pumped endlessly, his tongue working in rhythm until you were slapping both hands over your mouth in effort to keep quiet as you came for a third time. Your body had gone completely stiff, back arching and your head tossed back as warm liquid gushed from between your thighs, only encouraged by Sanemi’s fingers. This time, Sanemi pulled away all together to give you a minute to come down. His fingers fumbled for a moment as he tried to turn off the small vibrating piercing, admiring the mess you had made on his bed. By the time your vision had returned to normal, you were looking up at Sanemi with lidded eyes. “You’re so evil.” Your voice is hoarse, hands shaking a bit as you push yourself up to see the damage. “Fuck…” Sanemi didn’t seem bothered at all, rather he was leaning down to crash his lips against yours, forcing you to taste your own arousal on his tongue. You moved closer, immediately drawn back into whatever trance he always managed to pull you into. 
“How do you want me?” Sanemi sounded breathless as he pulled away, smiling down at you. “Like this please…” You turned away, positioning yourself shamelessly on your hands and knees for him. Sanemi groaned softly, he’d never get tired of seeing you like this, with nothing to hide or be ashamed of because it was just him. His hand immediately found his dick, pumping himself carefully to spread his precum, still a bit sensitive from the orgasm he had denied himself of early. His other hand came down to grip one side of your ass, kneading the flesh roughly. You whined loudly as the dull head of his cock pressed into you, your cunt welcoming him greedily with how wet he had made you. You chose this position strategically, pillows and his mattress were at your disposal to muffle your noises. Sanemi took his time, pushing inside of you inch by inch until your ass met his abdomen. It still took you a second to adjust, his head pressing tightly to your cervix, making you want to crawl forward a bit to relieve the pressure. Sanemi knew you well enough by now to hold your hip with his other hand, that way you couldn’t move. Sanemi is careful to not let his emotions get the better of him, you had done such a good job trying to remain quiet, now it was his turn to do the same. 
He leaned forward, placing open mouth kisses down your spine before straightening again, hips drawing back half way before sliding forward again. He started slow, finding his rhythm in slow and deep thrusts. Your body rocks forward with each movement, until your shaky arms give out beneath you and you fall into the mattress. The position is even better in Sanemi’s eyes, his hands immediately grabbing either side of your hips to angle himself better. The slow drag was intoxicating to you, your mouth parted as quiet whimpers slipped past your lips, drool seeping out of the corner of your mouth as all your energy was focused on keeping your lower half up. Sanemi’s teeth sunk into his lower lip, face dusted pink as his head fell forward to watch himself disappear and reappear inside of you. You could feel him twitching, nearly in time with the way your body involuntarily clenched around him. Your whimpers turned into moans, half muffled by the way your face was pressed into the mattress, arousal dripping down your thighs. Sanemi was groaning despite his efforts to remain quiet, hips speeding up as his pleasure pulsed through him. He wasn’t going to last long at all but he wasn’t all that bothered by it. 
“Sanemi…” You whined quietly, clit throbbing in need despite the stimulation you had been given. He caught on, hand snaking around your front and disappearing between your legs. You hissed as his fingers found your clit, rubbing it just as you had wanted him too but quickly reminded of how overstimulated you were. “Oh fuck…” You slurred, head burying in the mattress as you practically sobbed. Sanemi didn’t stop, biting down harder on his lower lip in effort to silence the noises he was making, but it was increasingly difficult with the noises emitting from you. The build up in your gut is becoming nearly unbearable, your hands clawing at the sheets as you cried out into the mattress below you. You came hard around him, walls stuttering around his length and interrupting his rhythm. Though it was the final push he needed, unable to contain himself as his hips drew half way out as he began to cum, shakily they pushed forward, bottoming out completely. His grip on your hips loosened, his muscles feeling like jelly as he moved to sit on his knees. You were pliant in his grasp, letting him guide you into a position that was comfortable for both of you until he felt like pulling out. 
“We… we got carried away.” his tone is soft, for the first time since he turned it on, he noticed the white noise he was playing. You pulled your face from the mattress, shakily wiping your mouth as you tried to turn to look at him. “You think?” your voice is shaky, all you wanted was sleep at this point but there was one issue. “The bed is a wreck.” He comments softly, finally realizing how damp the comforter was beneath his knees. “That’s your fault, I warned you.” You grimace, there was no way you were going to be able to sleep feeling as sticky as you did. “You got me there…” he laughs softly, slowly pulling out as he goes soft. “I take full responsibility for giving you a good time.” You roll your eyes, body aching as you roll over and move to sit up. “I’m going to shower, you figure out the bed… and no joining me this time.” It had become a habit at this point for Sanemi to take care of the ruined bedding and then join you in the shower after. “Why not?” he whined, a pout forced on his lips as you glared at him. “May I remind you we are at your family’s home? With your mother and siblings?” You hissed, trying to remain serious but failing miserably when his cheeks turned pink. “Did you really forget that fast?” 
“No! Shit okay maybe a little.” You roll your eyes, moving about the room to find something to cover yourself so you can walk down the hall to the bathroom. “Don’t forget to take out that piercing, it’s a bit obvious.” He laughs as you say that, watching as you throw his shirt over your head. “Yeah, yeah I know. I’ll take care of everything but if we aren’t sharing a shower, make sure you’re quick.” It was his last little dig to maybe convince you to let him join. Instead you just nod, uttering a quiet “You got it, captain.” before heading out the door. You make your way down the hall, wondering quietly how he would be able to get new bedding on the bed without raising suspicions from his mother in the morning.
Naturally, you figured it would be impossible and the small woman would tease you endlessly. The thought had heat rushing to your cheeks as you flicked the lights on and shut the door behind you. It took you a second but you managed to figure out the shower, setting it to a comfortable temperature before moving towards the bathroom closet. Sure enough, the closet was stocked with towels of various colors and some even had designs printed on them. That made you chuckle, especially when you noticed a few famous cartoon characters on some. How cute.  
You pulled a towel out of the closet and set it on the bathroom counter, carefully pulling Sanemi’s shirt over your head and dropping it in the hamper. You had to admit, showering alone was quite lonely but it cut your time in half. You managed to scrub your skin clean, wash your hair and condition within fifteen minutes. By the time you stepped out and wrapped the towel around your body, Sanemi was knocking at the door. “Shit I wasn’t fast enough.” His tone was a whisper, making you laugh softly as you pulled the bathroom door open. “Better luck next time.” You pat his shoulder as you walk past him, ignoring his little huff as you re-enter his bedroom.
The bed was made with a new comforter, tucked half way down so you could just slip into it. You placed your towel on the dresser, moving to put on a t-shirt and underwear before towel drying your hair the best you could. You were practically throwing yourself down onto the bed, laughing softly when you realized the white noise was still playing. You managed to stay awake until Sanemi returned, hair damp as he went through his dresser to put on a pair of boxers. You watched with half lidded eyes as he placed the novelty piercing back in the back and put his regular one back in. “Do you want to keep the white noise on?” He looked amused as you nod.
Sanemi turned off the lights before crawling into bed beside you, chuckling softly as he realized how small the bed was compared to the one in your shared apartment. Not that you really minded, immediately rolling over to wrap your arms around his midsection lazily. Your legs tangled together, his arm snaking under your head while the other found its home over your waist. “What did you end up doing with your bedding?” you question softly, sleep pulling at your mildly aching body. “I put it in the wash, which may just be more damning for us in the morning but hopefully my Ma is the only one to catch on.” He chuckles softly, as you groan.
“What a great first impression.” you snort into his chest, unable to stop your smile when you feel his chest rumble under your cheek. “Oh please, you can do no wrong in her eyes, she loves you.” You couldn’t deny that, after less than a day being in her presence, Shizu was already like a mom to you. “I suppose you’re right.” You hum lazily, eyes closing as sleep drags you further down. “Good night, pretty girl.” Sanemi whispered softly, feeling your body relaxing into him. “G’night, lover boy.” just barely audible, as if your mind was working on autopilot. Sanemi smiled, eyes shutting as well, enveloped in the warmth you and his childhood bedroom had to offer.
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How do you think muzan would react to an Uppermoon that has the most random, laughable and confusing thoughts while meetings? Like he'll be reading their mind trying to stay serious and not start to laugh. What makes it even better is that you always look so serious.
Muzan Kibutsuji
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I honestly don't know which is scarier... What you think or Muzan's laugh.
Okay, you're probably really powerful.
Because otherwise Muza would find you mostly annoying.
He wants to maintain his fearsome reputation.
Or at least he pretends you're annoying.
Muzan's sense of humor would surely be twisted in some way.
Gyokko is his favorite upper moon so it can't be normal...
Muzan would have been annoyed the first few times.
He really wouldn't have been able to prepare for something like this.
Couldn't you concentrate for a moment and think of something useful?
No you can't lol.
Muzan doesn't really read your mind in public very often anymore.
But you notice that sometimes you are alone in his company.
You are the only one who sees Muza laughing.
You should be careful about this.
Otherwise, your life will be surprisingly short.
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winkliee · 9 months
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thinking about sanemi getting to know that his crush has a crush on him too. he gets so riled up, that eventually after a class together, you two end up kissing, and making out in an empty room. he lifts up to your legs to his shoulders, your underwear getting exposed through your small skirt, as you desperately try to cover yourself up, blushing furiously. he will smirk, and say-
"now, now, don't try to cover up. lemme see what i deserve."
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justauthoring · 1 year
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“Lord Douma...”
His name leaves your lips in a breathless whisper, the tips of your fingers and toes tingling in delight as the burst of admiration courses through your entire body.
You could hardly believe your own eyes.
Sat before your great Lord, you could hardly contain the excitement running through your veins. Ever since being welcomed into his home and accepted under his care, Lord Douma was everything to you. He was both your light and your warmth, and he was the saving grace that saved you from the horror’s that awaited you just outside his walls.
You’re safe, he’d whispered to you the first night he’d found you. Tucked in a warm blanket, all the way up to your cheeks, with a hot cup of tea before you, Douma had smiled and his eyes had shone as he caressed your cheek. No one can hurt you here.
And he’s kept his promise ever since.
Safe, warm, loved... he’d provided you such mundane things, basic things every human needed for survival but such no one ever had before. You idolized every inch of him for it, and you knew you’d do whatever he asked of you without a second of hesitation.
You’d do anything if it meant making him happy.
His touch was gentle, his smile warmth and his eyes shone with such a twinkle you were mesmerized every time you had the pleasure of meeting them.
It’s why you don’t understand... can’t make sense of the fact that out of every woman here he’s chosen you. Above all else. He provided for all of his loyal subjects for the simple price of swearing their undying loyalty to him. But with you it was different. Moments spent alone, just the two of you in the comfort of his room no less -- he’d laugh with you, tell you stories, listened to you and encouraged you when you felt shy. He’d feed you the most delectable specialty of foods that you’d never even had the pleasure of seeing before.
All this and more for the simple promise you did the same back.
“Such a pretty little thing,” he coos, brushing back strands of hair that have fallen into your face. You flush in embarrassment at having been caught unkept, but Douma does not seem bothered either way.
He’s smiling. Like he always is.
“Such pretty lips too, hmm?”
You blink, eyes widening as you meet his. You can hardly form words, mesmerized by the pools of colors staring back at you, but you also know that Douma doesn’t like to be ignored.
“Not as beautiful as yours, Lord Douma,” you whisper, struggling to find your own voice.
He cups your jaw, touch light, ghosting across your chin before his grip shifts, and his thumb brushes against your bottom lip. He doesn’t say anything, the silence thickening, just simply brushing your lip, then pulling down until your lip is pulled away, saliva pooling around your lips.
“Hmm,” he hums faintly, eyes distracted.
His eyes flicker to yours in the next second. You startle at the action.
“Do you love me, my pet?”
The pleasure is undeniable. It feels as if it’s coursing through your veins, bringing about a euphoric sensation that has you seeing stars, making you feel like you’re on cloud nine. His voice is hypnotizing to you, and you never want his touch to leave you.
You want to touch him.
And you want him to know of your love.
“Of course, Lord Douma,” you assure, nodding eagerly in his grasp. “There is no one I love more,” you whisper, voice pleading; desperate for him to believe you. “I love you so much it hurts.”
He laughs, a deep, hearty laugh that rumbles from his chest as he pulls his hand away. You struggle to hide your disappointment.
You watch as he leans back, falling into his seat of cushions, legs spread wide as he meets your eyes once more, patting his legs. “Come,” he orders simply.
A moment of hesitation simply because of the shock, and you scramble over, crawling on your hands and feet like he liked, before making your way onto his lap. Your movements are slow, unsure at first, until his hands fall on your hips and one hard tug is all it takes before you’re falling into him, slotted right on top of him.
Face burning, you glance up at him with parted lips.
“Well then, my pet,” he smirks, his hands leaving you as he leans back, arms rested at his side, propping himself up. “Show me.”
You blink, head tilted.
“Show me just how much you love me.”
It takes a moment, one long moment of realization before it sinks in and that pleasure runs through you all over again.
“O-Of course, my Lord.”
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giyuuzas · 10 months
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Drunk Sanemi
Angst. @dnyllmh sorry girly pop this was just on my mind
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Sanemi who has had one too many to drink. His request slurs out of his mouth as his hand lazily gestures the bar tender to top him off. Your brows furrowed with worry as you noticed he’s finishing his drinks like they’re water.
“Sanemi..”
“I need another-“ He babbles.
“Let’s go home-“
“I need another one!” His voice rattled the empty glass before him. Your heart aches in pain as your watching him unfold.
Drunk Sanemi who storms out of the bar, leaving you to catch up. Slowly become sober by the harsh winds of the night. Sanemis limp body slowly presses the estate door open. Your hands tremble as you slowly reach out for him, in preparation in case he fell.
Drunk Sanemi who stumbles into the kitchen, instead of grabbing a glass, the bottle of sake soon attaches to his lips. His white hair cascading down his back as his nose lifted towards the ceiling. Your gentle hand brings him back to reality. The bottle clanks against the cold countertop, fumbling hands soon slip against the countertop. Trying to find his grip his body soon falls into itself. His scarred forehead rest on the table. Letting out a heavy sigh you’re left confused as you anticipate his next move.
Drunk Sanemi who’s words don’t slur as he speaks.
“I hate Tanjiro Kamodo….”
“Why-“
“Because why couldn’t my mom become a demon like Nezuko…. What makes them so different than us.”
A small gasp escapes your lips as he continues his rant.
“We were just like them… we were good kids. We were just kids. Why are they so different. Why is the love they have for each other different than the love we had for my mother.”
“Sanemi-“
“I hate Tanjiro… but I hate being a drunk more. I feel like my father.” With that, he dismisses himself from the kitchen. Lazily walking towards your shared bedroom as you continued to stand stunned from his thoughts that can only be revealed through the harsh taste of alcohol.
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marshmellowzz · 11 months
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Yooo, this is kinda a silly request but uhh, could you please do Akaza with a ticklish s/o hcs? I feel like he would taunt the reader and grinning at them as if he's gonna pounce on them for his own amusement.
Bonus points if reader gets mad flustered everytime and tries to runs away lol.
Akaza Tickle Headcanons
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A/N - hi anon, thank you for requesting!This request isn’t silly at all, and I actually really enjoyed writing it! I’d also like to apologize for my lack of activity on this account 😭, life is kicking my ass recently, and I’m focusing more on my studies! but I’ll try my best to continue working on requests! anyway! here you go, I hope you like it!
* TICKLE MONSTER ALERT‼️‼️
* Akaza tends to dislike physical contact, especially with his fellow uppermoons— It makes him feel uneasy.
* However, since you are his beloved S/O, he feels content being able to touch you.
* He loves your smile. It’s one of the only things that quench his thirst for violence.
* And when he finds out that you are ticklish…
* He is rough.
* Not necessarily in the sense of pressure, but that is also true in some cases.
* He just doesn’t know when to stop.
* He found out on accident.
* He was attempting to carry you, and you burst out into a fit of laughter while he was hoisting you up.
* Apparently, he accidentally found a fairly bad spot for you.
* “Are you ticklish?"
* Initially, he found it quite cute, and amusing— how humans are so sensitive to stuff like this.
* Your small giggles and laughs are so adorable to him.
* He definitely takes liberties to squeeze in some sharp pokes.
* He always goes straight for your worst spots first, because he enjoys the element of surprise and the instant control he has on whoever fell victim to his tickles.
* He likes to be on top of you, he thinks it’s so entertaining watching you writhe and squirm beneath him.
* Neck kisses. He’d press his face into the crook of your neck and pepper gentle kisses(borderline pecks) onto it.
* Big, big teaser.
* “you’re being really bold for someone within tickling distance”
* “if you laugh, you lose.”
* “you’re so cute when you laugh.”
* “not where? here?”
* If you two were sparring, he’d definitely use it against you just to keep you on your toes.
* “if this was a real fight, you’d be dead right now.”
* yea…but NOBODY IS TICKLING IN AN ACTUAL FIGHT???😭
* His hands are super cold.
* If you’re easily flustered, he just finds more pleasure in tickling you.
* (he finds how easy it is to rile you up amusing.)
* Running away from him is futile, because he’d just catch you in a matter of seconds—scooping you up into his arms and continuing to relentlessly tickle you.
* He’s so mean about it too, he wouldn’t stop until you’re in tears. 😭
* I feel that Akaza would tune himself according to how much he knows you can handle, he wouldn’t go over your limits, but he’d definitely be ruthless while tickling you.
* A mean tickler, but he just likes seeing you smile, so it’s not too bad. :3
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brightymir · 1 year
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 || 𝐮. 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 + 𝐰𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬
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》 contains: vivid description of gory injuries, heated arguments, tengen shouts at reader & vice versa, misspellings, final battle heavy spoilers
》 angst, hurt/comfort
》 wc: ±2k
》 uzui tengen x gn!demon slayer!reader x hinatsuru x makio x suma
》 a/n: i hope you guys enjoy this, lmk what you think! thank you so much for your continued support, have a wonderful day!
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the entire room was silent, even the clattering of the utensils came to a halt and everyone held their breaths in tension. three pairs of eyes flickered back and forth between you and tengen, one filled with worry, the other with anxiety, and the other with shock. tengen set his chopsticks and bowl down, letting out a long and aggravated sigh, one that was directed at you.
your eyes were trained on the dumplings in front of you while tengen's magenta ones descended on your form. your three wives looked at each other with apprehension and nervousness, not knowing what to say at the moment.
"i thought we all agreed to retire after defeating an upper rank? what's with this sudden suggestion, y/n?" tengen's voice started out calm and soothing, trying to appease you and coax you into forgetting the silly little idea you thought of at the dinner table.
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the meal started nice and slow, the four of them chatting away about the mission they had recently where they defeated an upper rank six. you were silent up until halfway, wherein you expressed your desire to go back to the corps and continue your service as a kinoe.
you resigned from the corps shortly after your marriage with tengen, suma, makio, and hina. you were the most loved out of everyone and they prioritized your safety very much, eventually convincing you to put down the sword and store away your haori in the back of your cabinet.
but life was mundane ever since. especially when you've been practicing the sword ever since you were fourteen. it is wonderful to be married to wives and a husband like them, you are grateful to wake up next to them everyday but you know that you are destined for better things, and the world needs you.
you retrieved your hands from the table and settled them on your lap, where hinatsuru held it and rubbed the back with her thumb. you watched suma as she took a sip of water while beads of sweat formed on makio's forehead.
your eyes flew up to tengen’s, yours filled with determination while his was adamant, unrelenting. 
“i... i did not defeat an upper rank. why must i retire? i’m clearly still meant for so many things and my talent is needed out there. the corps needs me, and moreso the world. i love this, i love the four of you and i love this marriage. but it’s not right for me to turn my back on those who-” you were cut off by the banging of a porcelain cup on the wood table, the contents spilling. 
you let out a choked cough and re-focused your gaze to tengen's. his eyes now, however, were filled with fury and irritation. he did not look like he will back down on you anytime soon and instead, was adamant on getting you to give up on your suggestion.
"i have already established a clear life hierarchy, and the four of you are on top of it; my priorities. i am not going back on my word and i will not allow you to put your life in danger" he retorted, voice shaking. whether fueled by anger or desperation, you didn’t know.
you heaved a sigh and inched closer to him. “do you belittle my skills that much?” you asked sharply and your three wives stood from their chair. they knew how it’s gonna be when you used that tone; things were not about to go down nicely. 
tengen’s magenta eyes looked over at you, this time filled with an incredulous look, turning a darker shade at your provocation. 
“i don’t care, i’m going to go-”
“do you not understand what i want?! are you seriously so dumb that you cannot comprehend how dangerous it is going to be from now on?! we killed an upper rank, and more upper ranks will start to emerge! are you so inferior that you didn’t kill an upper rank which is why you’re being like this?!” he shouted, voice booming and resonating in every corner of your home.
huh?
what?
inferior? who? you? 
you blinked and flinched a few times. you have never seen him this mad. he insisted on always being calm, flashy, and flamboyant; anger never seemed to be his outlet. 
you felt angry, confused, surprised, and everything all at once. your mind not functioning properly, you just reciprocated his actions the last few moments.
“s-so what?! you four were able to defeat an upper moon! everyone is alive and here, recovering! why... why can’t you let me be, tengen?! i am more than capable of helping and aiding the corps, they need me!” you shouted back and hinatsuru came to your side, attempting to soothe you. 
“goddamn it! we need you too! your family needs you; makio, suma, and hina needs you. i need you! we are retiring honorably, we all lived our lives prioritizing others-”
“and i’ll die that way if needed” you cut him off with a cold tone. your three wives gasped at your statement, suma’s eyes watering while makio looked distraught, hinatsuru’s grip tightening around your arm.
tengen had a dumbfounded look on his face, refusing to believe what you just uttered. then, his face curled up to anger and anguish, walking off from the table. the four of you stood together, listening as tengen’s footsteps disappeared into the shared bedroom. 
you wriggled off of hinatsuru’s grasp and began to walk out the front door, deciding to get some fresh air. 
you sat by the pond, looking at your reflection. you did not contemplate your choices, you knew what you wanted and you knew exactly how to get it, and you knew what you had to give up to get it. 
a few minutes later, you heard three pairs of footsteps approach you. you chuckled to yourself at the way they announced themselves. they could, after all, be as quiet as they want but chose to inform you of their presence, trying to gauge your mood and aura first. 
makio sat to your left while suma snuggled to your right, hinatsuru opting to embrace you from behind. they sat in silence and waited for you to speak. you surmise that tengen must have either given them the silent treatment or have requested them to check up on you, the latter being more likely. 
“i won’t change my mind, you know” you started and sighed, feeling your wives stiffen at your blunt words. you hear them sigh altogether, lost and at their wit's ends trying to calm down tengen and get you to change your mind.
"love, must you really go back to the corps?" makio started, trying to hide the quiver in her voice even though the firm grip she has on your arm gave her sadness away.
"y/n, can't you just stay with us? those upper rank demons are all so scary, so mean!" suma sobbed and whined, snot running down her nose which made makio smack her.
hinatsuru was calm, tracing patterns on your back. "i won't stop you from doing what you feel like you need to do. but, darling, we'd love to just have a peaceful life with you" she whispered.
your eyes, still trained on the your reflection, began to water at the mere thought of probably losing what you treasured the most. you smiled and pulled them in for a hug, pressing kisses to their temples, cheeks, and lips.
the four of you walked back to your shared bedroom where you see tengen sitting on the edge of the bed, clearly anxious and waiting for the four of you. once he sees you enter, he wastes no time in rushing up to you and engulfing you in a hug.
"oh y/n, i'm so sorry. i did not mean what i said back there i was just too caught up in my emotions. i was not thinking straight, i apologize if i hurt you in anyway. i-" you cut him off by chuckling and tapping him on his shoulders.
"it's fine, tengen. don't worry about it, i understand and i'm alright" you replied and he smiled at your statement, pulling you in for a soft kiss. his lips felt extremely warm and comforting against yours, molding perfectly like it does every time.
that night, you were all huddled up in bed. you were sandwiched between tengen and makio, their arms wrapped around your waist. suma and hinatsuru were on tengen's other side, both reaching out to you as well.
"you'll stay right?" tengen's hoarse and sleepy voice sounded through the room. it was silent for a few seconds, not a sound was made.
"hmm. i love you, good night" was all you said before drifting off to sleep. the four of them exchanged glances but did not utter a word. they simply hugged you tight and fell asleep, content that the five of you will spend a lifetime together.
or so they thought.
for what greeted them in the morning was your empty cabinet, haori missing.
and a sword that used to be hung on the living room wall next to tengen's was not in place.
the only thing that they found was the exquisite hair pin they gifted you on your birthday a few months ago, alongside a short note.
i'll come back home, when muzan is reduced to ashes. i love you all.
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the next news they heard about you was that you aided and played a crucial role in the defeat of upper moons four and five. the sigh of relief they let out was large when they found out that you did not sustain any life treathening injuries.
they did contemplate going to the headquarters to check up on you but they knew you would not like that that's why they only relied on shinobu and kasugai crows to know how you were faring back in the corps.
they had hoped to see you during the hashira training but you were nowhere in sight. mitsuri noted that as a kinoe, your participation was not required and instead, was only voluntary.
when the day of the final battle arrived, shinjuro noticed how tengen was restless and uneasy. the flamboyant and collected former sound hashira was clammy and kept sighing, a thin sheet of sweat coating his forehead.
"worried?" shinjuro began, attempting to calm tengen's nerves. tengen huffed and bit his lower lip.
"they're strong, i know that, i believe in them. but even rengoku did not survive upper moon three and i barely got out alive from upper moon six. i just... i'm worried sick. i wish i'm with them but as if i can do anything in my current state" he rambled and fought back tears. shinjuro tapped him on the back three times.
"you believe in them. then, you have to believe they'll come home" the older man replied, before returning to high alert, guarding the little children of the ubuyashiki clan.
every minute felt like hours, hours felt like days. tengen thought the moon had no plans to descend. it felt like he has aged twenty years from simply waiting for the sun to rise.
when they confirmed that everything was well and safe, they went with the children to the site of muzan's ashes; relief and flowing through their bodies as they shed tears of joy.
in the midst of happiness, tengen felt a kakushi tap his arm to get his attention. he then understood and followed the woman who led him to you.
tengen felt sick. he wanted to throw up, he wanted to cry, he wanted to shout. even from a distance, he could see how bloodied and disfigured you were sitting next to gyomei. he could hear breathing, faint, but it was there. he could hear heart beating, slow, but it was there.
he knelt on the ground next to your body. you were seated, back against the cold wall, hunched over. hair tangled and messy, mouth still ejecting blood. right arm was nowhere to be found, right leg was sliced severely with countless cuts decorating the expanse of it. your stomach sliced open with a big gash, your guts threatening to spill out. your sword resting on your cold left palm.
carefully, tengen scooped you in his large arms. he held you with so much tenderness, care, love. afraid that you would slip away soon.
because you were.
your eyes were barely open, but you could see your husband. crying like a big baby. he was holding you delicately, pulling you flush against him. his teardrops fell against your uniform, quickly creating a damp spot.
he was only crying silently, afraid to startle you. he sniffled and fought back the tears when he felt you raise your left hand, resting it against his cheek.
"t-tengen, i... i'm s-so—" you had a coughing fit, more blood spewing from your mouth. tengen cried harder at this. seeing you in pain, like this, felt like his heart was being pierced by a million swords.
he hushed you, not wanting to hear how you gasped for breath, how you tried to not choke on your blood, how you fought for your life which was hanging by a thread.
"'m sorry... b-but i.. i couldn't have done it any other way." you wheezed, trying to prolong your oxygen supply even though it was getting more difficult by the second.
tengen pressed a kiss to your temple, a kiss to your eyes, a kiss to your cheek, a kiss to your lips.
"y/n... hush my love. save your breath please, please. you can make it, baby. hang on please, you told us you'll come home" he said and shed tears even harder. the kakushis around the two of you also started sobbing especially those who have always been with you after your every mission.
you smiled and opened your eyes fully one last time, looking at the beauty of your darling. your eyes filled with love and adoration, laced with pain and brimming with sadness.
"don't come up too soon, alright? live a happy life, i love you, and our wives. i love all of you, 'til my last breath" you mumbled and your eyes fluttered shut.
tengen sobbed, pulling you closer, mumbling incoherently as the cries of the kakushis from all over were heard.
hah, 'til your last breath indeed.
tears were shed that fateful day, both from joy and grief.
blood were shed that cruel day, for the sake of peace and safety.
lives were loss that historic day, all sacrificed for the future of humanity.
they were glad you passed with no regrets. but for tengen, makio, suma, and hinatsuru, you will always be their greatest.
greatest regret, greatest love, greatest thing.
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nightingale-slayer · 7 months
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Sanemi x Sister Reader x Genya
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Sanemi saw his younger sister enter the estate while he was practicing in the estate's backyard out of the corner of his eye.
As his sister entered the estate with tears slowly running down her cheeks, he arched an eyebrow in her direction. "What's wrong, little sis?" While waiting to approach her, he questioned.
You ignored him and walk up stairs in a hurry
His expression turned to one of annoyance as he stayed still, watching his younger sister ignore him all as she walked up the stairs in a hurry. "Hm, you aren't going to answer me? I see, then I guess I'll have to go up there." He muttered, stopping his training.
When you got to your bedroom, you entered and slammed the door behind you
Sanemi let out a breath as he made it to your door. He really can't stand it when his little sister's being childish like this. "Don't make me open this door myself." He said, but he was going to do it either way.
"Just leave me be." Your voice sounds broken
"Not a chance, I don't tolerate this sort of immature behavior." He said, and with that, he opened the door to his younger sisters room, the door creekling loudly as it opened.
When Sanemi looked in the room, he saw you laying in your bed, letting your tears fall as you were under the cover and hugging your pillow
"Ah, for the gods' sake." He muttered, walking over to his younger sister, his hand on his hip. He stands by the bed. "Just what are you crying about this time, Y/N." He asked, his eyes on her the entire time.
You don't look at your older brother. "My boyfriend broke up with me because I wasn't ready to have sex yet." You buried your face in your pillow, you said gently.
Sanemi expression softened as he looked at his little sister, now a bit sympathetic towards her. "Ah, a girl your age shouldn't be dating anyway." He said with a sigh, sitting down next to his younger sister. "Listen, forget about him. If he only cared about you for his desire to "do it, " then he isn't the right guy for you. "
"But I thought he was the one I really did,"
"Well, the so-called "one" isn't going to break up with you just so he can get "some", your still young, eventually you'll meet a guy who actually cares for you, and doesn't break up with you like that." Sanemi said calmly, patting your head gently as he tried to cheer you up.
You stay still, not moving as tears still fall down your cheeks onto the pillow.
"Come on, don't be all sad just because one boy broke up with you." He said with a laugh, hoping to just make you feel better. "Just know that there'll be someone out there who'll care for you who wouldn't break up with you because they're not getting "something" in return." He then turned and picked you up and set you on his lap as he continued to pat your head gently to try and ease you.
You ley your head on his chest "But he was the 3rd guy to break up with me, Sanemi. What I'm doing wrong for guys to break up with me? Am I that much of a burden or something? " You said softly
"Look at me, Y/N." He said softly, but in the tone of a command, he looked at you as he put a finger under your chin and lifted your head up to look at him. "You're not a burden, a bother, nothing of the sort. It's just that some men don't understand that their partner isn't always ready yet, and when you aren't, they show their true colors." He said, smiling gently to you. "Don't worry too much about it, okay? You'll find someone someday."
You nodded and gave a small smile "Thank you, brother."
"Ah, it's nothing, little sis." He said with a chuckle as he continued to pat your head gently. He then pulled you closer as he hugged you tightly, giving you a comforting hug.
"Do you feel better now?" He asked. "I can't take seeing you being this sad." He said, his tone soft as he spoke to you.
"Yeah, I feel better,"
"Good." He said, smiling gently as he gently ran his fingers through your hair, still hugging you. "Is it alright if I stay with you for a bit?" He asked, his tone still sounding soft.
"I would love it if you did." You smiled and ley your head on your brother shoulder.
"Then it shall be so." He said with a light chuckle. He then kissed you on the forehead, his expression still seeming soft. "I love you, you know." He whispered gently as he still kept his little sister close.
"And I love you and Genya, my two older brothers." You smiled and leaned away to look at Sanemi
"I'm surprised you actually do." He said with a soft chuckle. "Genya's quite the troublemaker, wouldn't think you'd like him." He said, ruffling your hair.
you scowled at Sanemi when he ruffled up your hair. "Sanemiii!" You patted your hair and fixed it back. "He's also our brother. Why wouldn't I like him?"
"Alright, alright, my apologies." He said with a chuckle as he stopped ruffling up your hair. "I just thought you'd hate him because of how much of an idiot he is." He said, giggling a bit. "I love him, yes, but he is an idiot."
"Oh, and you're not?" You chuckled. 
"I'm not an idiot!" He said, laughing as he looked at his younger sister. "I'm a whole bunch of things, but an idiot is not one of them." He said with a proud look on his face.
"Suuure." You raise one eyebrow
His eye was narrowed as he looked over at you, but eventually, he just let out a soft chuckle. "Don't you 'suure' me." He said with a teasing look on his face.
You looked up at Sanemi with a mischievous smile. "Suuure"
He groaned and started to tickle her. "Your 'sure's' are getting on my nerves!" He said as he continued tickling his younger sister.
You laughed and squirm around, trying to get away from Sanemi. "SANEMI! HAHAHA, STOP!!"
He chuckled, now just tickling Monique harder, even going as far as to get on top of his younger sister in order to completely pin her so he could tickle her better.
You laughed so much that tears were coming out of your eyes. "OK, OK! TRUCE! I SURRENDER HAHAHAHA!!!"
He continued tickling his younger sister for a few more seconds before finally stopping, now leaning over her as he tried to catch his breath. "Finally surrendered, have you?" He said, grinning down at you.
You breathed heavily and smiled up at Sanemi. "For now,"
His expression soon turned into one of a smirk, knowing fully well that you would want to tickle him back. "Oh? For now?" He said with a smile of his own.
You smirked and flipped the two of you over so you're on top and Sanemi were under you. You start tickling Sanemi back.
"AHAHAHAHA! STOP, STOP!" He chuckled a bit, squirming around as he tried to free himself. "I SURRENDER, I SURRENDER!" He said as a grin spread across his face as you stopped tickling him.
"Pay backs a bitch isn't it" You stand up.
He nodded as he sat up, now a bit out of breath after your attack on him. He then picked you up and pin you down again, tickling you on purpose now as he wanted his payback. "Payback truly is a bitch." He said with a smirk, trying to tickle you.
"SANEMI! HAHAHAHA, I GIVE UP!!" You laughed and try to get away.
He grinned as you gave up, but he still kept tickling you for a few more seconds before finally stopping. He then sat on the edge of the bed, still laughing some, smiling at you now. "That was a lot of fun." He said, still grinning at you. Thinking of the days when you and all your other siblings could run and play.
You smiled and breathed heavy, sitting next to Sanemi on the end of the bed. "I agree"
Genya walked in and stood by your bedroom door.  "the hell all that noise is?"
you and Sanemi looked at each other for a second then smirked and looked towards Genya. Sanemi chuckled a bit, getting ready as he looked at his younger sister then towards their brother, a smirk still being on his face. "You'll find out soon enough, Genya." He said, now glancing over at Genya.
Genya sweat drop and slowly backs away "I don't think I want to find out" Genya turned to run down the hall, but you jumped and tackle him.
You pinned Genya down then looked to Sanemi. "I'll hold him down, you get him Sanemi!"
He looked down at Genya and saw him trying to run away. "Alright!" He said to you, now running over to Genya. He then started to tickle Genya as hard as he could.
Genya laughed and try to get the two of his siblings off of him "GET OFF, HAHAHA! I'LL KILL THE BOTH OF YOU!!"
"Ah, you wanna play that game huh?" Sanemi asked, laughing as he started tickling Genya even more. "We're not done yet, little brother." He said, still grinning from ear to ear.
You laughed as you hold Genya hands down above his head.
Genya couldn't take it anymore. "FINE, I SURRENDER!!" Genya laughed and squirm around.
You looked to Sanemi "you think we should let him go, sanemi?"
"Haha, why should we? He's still squirming around." He said, continuing to tickle Genya as he chuckled. His attention then turned to you, and he nodded. "Nah, we shouldn't yet." He replied, still grinning at his younger sister.
You and Sanemi had mischievous smirked on your faces as you both continued tickling Genya.
"YOU TWO ARE EVIL!! HAHAHAHA!" Genya squirm around, hoping to get away from his siblings.
"Ah, what are you talking about, Genya?" He said jokingly, continuing to tickle him. "Y/N, hold him even tighter." He said, wanting to see how long Genya could go being tickled like this.
You smiled and laughed, holding Genya down tighter so he doesn't get away.
"HAHAHAHA, I SURRENDER!!"
"Hmm, he surrendered too quickly. We should keep going." He said, still grinning as he looked at you, trying to convince you to keep holding Genya and not let him go. "Let's go a few more seconds, Y/N." He said, wanting to tickle Genya just a bit more.
"I agree Sanemi" You started to tickle Genya also.
As the two of them continued to tickle Genya, he was now squirming a lot more than before, trying to get free in any possible way. "Ah, he's trying to escape, Y/N." Sanemi said with a chuckle, still not letting up even though Genya was already saying surrender. But Genya found a way out and tripped us.
They both fell on the floor, but Sanemi quickly got back up as he saw Genya trying to make a run for it. He quickly tackle Genya however and continued to tickle him again. "Oh, you think I'd let you go that easily?" Sanemi asked with a smirk.
 You got up and went help Sanemi tickle Genya as he laughed and squirm. "I SURRENDER! NO MORE!!"
"Ahh, alright, alright. We'll stop. Your no fun though, Genya." Sanemi said with a smirk. He then let go of his younger brother, his eyes glancing over at you. "We had our fun, didn't we, Y/N?" He asked, still grinning from ear to ear.
You nodded and stand up. "Yeah, we sure did"
Genya got up and looked at both you and Sanemi. "what got you two in tickle mode?"
You kelp quiet. 
Sanemi, on the other hand, stand up and didn't keep quiet on the issue once Genya asked. "Ah, it was because Y/N's boyfriend broke up with her because she didn't want to have sex yet." He said with a sigh, not caring that much about whether you would have been mad at him for spilling the beans.
Genya was shocked for a moment then felt angry "that bastard didn't force you did he?"
You shake your head. "no, he didn't"
Sanemi looked rather relive as he heard it, his eyes looking at you for a moment before his attention turned back to Genya. "He just broke up with her because she didn't want to have sex with him." He explained to Genya, a look of disgust spreading across his face when he said that.
"one way it was good that he broke up with me, we was only going out for 3 months"
"Still, 3 months is a long time, Monique." Sanemi said, looking at his younger sister. "Don't you think he is a bit of a perv for breaking it off with you for that reason?" Sanemi asked as he looked down at you, he was curious to see what your thoughts on the matter were.
"yeah" You scratch the back of your head and sigh.
"There, don't feel so bad about it anymore, he's a perv who just wanted to sleep with you." He said with a soft chuckle, trying to comfort you. "You'll find another, better guy, Y/N, one that will stick with you for ages, who won't break up with you for such lame reasons." He said as he hugged her, wanting to make his younger sister feel better.
Genya came closer and also hug his sister
"I'm so happy I got older brothers who care for me"
"That's just our job, to protect you." Genya said with a light chuckle. 
"Yeah, it's bad enough that you're the youngest, but now you also have to go through a lame breakup, that's double the reason of why us older brothers have to protect you. We need to be there for you." Sanemi continued to hug Monique, making him and Genya squeeze their younger sister from both sides.
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If there's any errors, I'm sorry.
This story will suck but I thought of this, and I didn't see anyone else did this.
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dumbdemonslayertexts · 5 months
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Your Hair: Revealed (anon request)
Pairing: ambiguous AF x black!fem reader
Warnings: 18+, violence, mentions of maiming, murder, and blood
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these meetings were irksome. moreover, their complete lack of announcement was something you would normally kill over. but you were sure to wipe any such notion from your head. you were an uppermoon, but your life still was not guaranteed if your thoughts were an irritant to Muzan.
and as you slid open the empty room's shoji, looking around the endless maze of the castle you'd been teleported to, you sighed to yourself. you hadn't had an opportunity to wrap your tresses-- no longer as manageable as they were in your human form. the blood demon art you were gifted had transformed your thick coils into what could only be called an abyss of a thundercloud. it still defied gravity as it flowed behind you, cascading and flowing with physics separate from this world, but now it gave off a perfumed and iridescent plume in its wake. one that constantly floated around your hair's mass and length, and one that it left to hypnotize any mortal that was caught in its scent. you'd lost count of just how many humans gladly allowed you to feed off of them freely, while they nuzzled and caressed, and buried their faces into the sweet plush that was your hair. they begged and pleaded for the opportunity, even. you would have liked to bind it and not have your crown on display so openly to the other ranks. they hardly would show the reverence owed to your beauty.
still, even with your hair in this intimate state: down and billowing behind you, floating and trailing you like the veil of an empress among gods, you carried yourself as you rightfully should. your skin shimmered as though the moon itself worshipped you. your eyes fixed straight ahead, and you paid no mind to hantengu's incessant cowering... you also ignored the rattling you knew to be gyokko's idiotic vases.
"oh! Yonaka-dono~!" your lids shut, and you rolled your eyes behind them at the voice you heard swooning your name. of course, when they opened again, douma was before you with his hands as petals at either side of his face... like some fawning school child. "I've never seen you with your hair loose! ohhh~!"
"urusai."
his fawning came to a stop - as did his reaching hands - at akaza's demand, and you both watched as he passed you. his eyes met yours only briefly, and his scowl only deepened as you lifted a brow at him. douma sighed and sulked away with his fun spoiled, only barely restraining himself from asking you to sit beside him.
you would have declined.
as you did sit, you were met with the sight of purple robing, and then, before you could process that much, six menacing eyes before yours.
"you.. are far too casual."
his voice was more intimidating than usual. you could hear the serpent in his spirit. and your lips quirked. "you wished to be the first to see me in this state? or the only..?"
your jaw was crushed in his grip in the next moment, and you were lifted easily into the air, face to face with the highest rank, but you laughed again. especially seeing the murderous glare akaza bore into kokushibo's head, and hearing the wailing in protest coming from douma.
"i was summoned just as abruptly as you, lord kokushibo, if you are so scandalized... your complaint isn't with me."
he grumbled deeply in response, and released you in the next moment, disappearing to some other corner outsight of your concern.
as your bones healed, you straightened yourself up, dabbing at the blood that had seeped from the corner of your mouth. you made sure to lock gazes with a still snarling akaza as you licked your finger clean... and when he looked away, dropping to a knee and driving his fist into the floor strongly enough for it to crack, you grinned, awaiting Muzan's arrival.
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ilyluffy · 2 years
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𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞! || 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: giyuu swears all girls like you do is ruin people’s lives… so why can’t he resist you?
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: loner!giyuu tomioka x mean girl!reader
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut/college au (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fem!reader, switchy!giyuu, degradation (mostly from the reader), mentions of masterbation, semi-public sex, vaginal sex, slight size kink, oral (m!receiving), cum eating, creampie
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2k+
for @/bxnten ‘s “burn book collab” collab <3
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𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐔𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. you were basically the queen bee of giyuu’s college. it had accomplished a task that giyuu didn’t think was possible. you were both widely beloved and hated at the same time. the general consensus was that you were gorgeous but you were a total bitch.
giyuu on the other hand was the total opposite. he kept to himself for the most part. he wasn’t ugly by any means but people didn’t seem to know him. he told himself that’s how he liked it. it was fine that you’d probably never look in his direction and yet… that ended up happening anyway.
instead of eating where all the students ate, giyuu preferred to have his lunch behind one of the buildings on campus. it was quiet there and occasionally birds would appear that he could feed his leftovers to. no one ever went back there besides giyuu but that all change when he heard the clicking of heels approaching one day.
looking up, giyuu watches as you strut into view with your phone pressed to your ear. “god i know. her outfit was so ugly” you speak to whoever is on the other end of the line. “imagine leaving the house like that. that’s why it was so easy for me to fuck her boyfriend. she can’t even get mad when she dresses like that. anyway, i’m gonna let you go. talk to you later bitch, mwah”.
giyuu blinks at you in disbelief as you hang up the phone. you must feel a pair of eyes on you because you turn in his direction. panic rises in giyuu’s stomach, especially when you start to walk toward him in your short pink skirt that does nothing to hide your ass.
“not that i blame you but you know it’s rude to stare, right?” you say, glossed lips curling up into a smirk. “didn’t think anyone would be back here. why are you here by yourself, huh?”.
awkwardly, giyuu reverts his gaze. “i like being alone,” he eventually answered bluntly.
“that’s a funny way of saying that you don’t have any friends”.
wow. you’ve only been here for a couple minutes and you already hit him where it hurt. that was one of your talents, being able to tell what people’s deepest insecurities were. what was a gift for you was a curse for everyone else because you never had a problem with throwing these insecurities in people’s faces. just like you did just now.
immediately giyuu’s flight response kicks in. wordlessly he starts gathering his things so he could leave. it’s a little cowardly he knows but giyuu knows better than to get involved with you. “aw, where are you going? was that too mean?” you ask, flashing him a pout. “‘m sorry. lemme make it up to you. want me to give you head?” you offer, making a lewd motion with your mouth.
giyuu freezes in surprise. he’s speechless for a second. did he hear you correctly? he knows that he did when you wink and ask him “well?”. the heat in giyuu’s cheeks rises to extraordinary levels. in a moment of pure stupidity, giyuu responds with a “u-uh sure”.
that makes you burst out in a fit of laughter. “holy shit, are you serious? did you really just say yes to a random blow job? what a pervert!” you mock, making giyuu’s blush travel up to his ears and down his neck. “as if i’d ever suck you off. you should have just run away like a little bitch”.
there’s no way he can humiliate himself any more than he already had. not making the same mistake twice, giyuu scurries off with his tail between his legs. or rather… his hard cock between his legs. your words have effect on him in more ways than one and he instantly has to rush to the closest bathroom to take care of his problem.
giyuu’s never felt so pathetic in his life, stroking his cock to your degrading words echoing in his mind. it was the type of low that he wanted to avoid again so from that day forth giyuu did everything he could to stay far away from you. unfortunately for him you labelled the loner your next little play thing and you weren’t about to let him escape you so easily.
the next time you corner giyuu it’s when he’s walking out of one of his classes. he’s walking with his head down but in hindsight he probably should have been paying attention. if he had giyuu wouldn’t have run right into your tits.
as soon as he makes contact with your soft mounds, he jumps backward. you on the other hand snicker at his mistake. “oh there you are! the little pervert with no friends ♡” you cooed. “i’ve been looking for you”. with a pink hue decorating his cheeks, giyuu tries to step around you but you quickly block his path. “huh? where are you going? don’t you want to talk to me?”.
“leave me alone” giyuu murmurs, gripping the straps of his backpack with his sweaty hands. “d-didn’t you have enough fun with me the other day? isn’t there someone else you can walk all over?”.
“i’d rather have fun with you instead” you confess, taking. a step toward him. instantly giyuu flinches, which doesn’t go unnoticed by you. the sly grin decorating your shiny lips grows wider. “you don’t have to put up a front for me. you’d probably like it if i stepped on you, wouldn’t you?”.
shit, it’s happening again. you’re being so mean and yet… giyuu’s dick is twitching in his jeans. it doesn’t help that your shirt gives him a perfect view of your cleavage and your skirt is somehow tinier than that one from the previous day.
he needs to get out of here as soon as possible. just when he thinks of an excuse that will help him escape your clutches, you’re talking again. “c’mon, lighten up” you run one of your acrylics down his chest. “i know an empty classroom not too far from here. wanna fuck ♡?”.
there you go again. teasing him by waving the potential of getting his dick wet in front of his face. giyuu wasn’t one for making the same mistake twice. so he takes a step back from you. “stop it. you’re just going to say the same thing you did last time”.
“what? call you a perv? that was only a one time thing, promise” you say, fluttering your eyelashes. “swear i’m not messing with you this time”. next thing giyuu knows you’re leaning in close to his ear. “saw your boner when you ran away last time like a bitch. looks like you have a big dick. is it so wrong that i wanna try it?”.
giyuu sucks in a breath at your words. what the hell was he doing? entertaining a mean girl like you? the smart thing to do would be to tell you no, hold on to whatever pride he has left. unfortunately for a second time giyuu is thinking with his cock. so he eventually gives you a nod in a breathy “fine”.
immediately an evil glint forms in your eyes. before giyuu can rethink his decision, you’re grabbing his hand and leading him off. as promised you both eventually step into a lecture hall that isn’t being used. giyuu was about to ask what exactly it was you wanted to do with him but you stopped him by pushing him up against a wall.
giyuu’s blue eyes are as wide as baseballs as you get to your knees and start unzipping his pants. you don’t hesitate for a second as you take out his cock. “and you call me the mean one” you hum, kissing his tip without warning. “not very nice keeping this dick all to yourself ♡. i knew it was big”.
gulping, giyuu rests the back of his head against the wall. everything is already spinning and you’ve barely done anything yet. giyuu’s eyes start to squeeze shut as your small hands pump his cock but they snap back open when you order him to look at you.
“listen up, i have a few rules” you say, rubbing some his leaking precum along his slit in a way that makes giyuu choke on nothing. “first, no hair pulling. i spent an hour this morning doing it. second, don’t cum on my clothes unless you plan on paying for new ones. third, you don’t tell anyone about this. can’t let anyone find out i sucked off a loser like you”.
at this point giyuu can’t be bothered to care that you’re insulting him. he just nods frantically at your terms. clicking your tongue in satisfaction, you finally wrap your pretty lips around his cock head. there goes giyuu’s head again, slamming against the wall with a thud as you take him impressively deep into your mouth.
each breath he takes comes out shaky. he nearly grabs the back of your head as you bob your head along his length but he remembers rule one, not ruining your hair. so he has no choice but to keep his fists at his sides until he starts clawing at the wall when his orgasm approaches.
when giyuu tells he’s close he’s not sure what he expected but he certainly didn’t expect you to pick up your pace until his seed shot down your throat. his eyes nearly pop out of his head when you pull out his cock and let your tongue lull out, showing him that it was all gone.
“y-you swallowed it” is all he can stammer out as you rise to your feet.
“‘course i did, babe ♡. couldn’t get your cum on my skirt. it’s a high end brand, you know” you reply, pulling up said skirt until the plump cheeks of your ass are on full display. that’s not what makes giyuu go hard again though. it’s the fact that you aren’t wearing any panties at all.
smirking back at him, you give your hips a little wiggle. “well? you aren’t just going to stand there, are you? come fuck my pussy”.
with your invitation, giyuu is on you in seconds. it’s his turn to push you against the wall. tits pressed up against the flat service, you feel giyuu immediately push his girth past your folds and into your welcoming hole. fuck, the feeling of you squeezing him makes him feel dizzy. giyuu needs a minute to catch his breath before he can pull out and slam back into again.
the moans that leave your lips are so slutty. you didn’t seem to have any shame as giyuu’s hips snapped against yours. meanwhile you’re enjoying the noises he’s making just as much. each gasp giyuu let’s out is so high pitched. you can’t help but look over your shoulder to smile at him.
“feels much better than it does when you touch yourself, doesn’t it you little perv ♡”.
giyuu just whines, eyes trained on his disappearing into your sloppy cunny. you’re about to mock him one more time before giyuu reaches for your puffy clit to give it a rub. your own insult gets lost in your throat, replaced with a whimper.
“gonna cum again” giyuu eventually confessed. “w-where should i?…”.
“inside”.
“really?!”.
“where else is it supposed to go?! told you a million times i didn’t want my clothes dirty”.
giyuu doesn’t see a point in arguing with you any further. the hand holding your hip brings you closer so when giyuu finally paints your walls white, not a single drop drips out. squeals echo from you at the very same time, your own release hitting you hard. he can see evidence of it when he pulls out and sees the right ring decorating his cock.
before he can even say anything you dip down for a second time to lick his cock clean. just when giyuu was starting to think you couldn’t get any lewder. you’re gulping up your own juices like an obedient little kitten. it takes everything in him not to cum again from watching the show.
“‘member what i told you” you slur, tucking his cock back into his jeans for him when you’re done. “not a word about this to anyone. you open your big mouth and i’ll make your life hell. ‘𝐊𝐀𝐘? ♡”.
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xxsabitoxx · 6 months
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On the topic of babies, I feel like we always talk about Sanemi having a child after the corps disbands... but what if he gets you pregnant while still being a hashira? Twenty-one years old, having his first child with you, which by some standards is pretty late in the game. As for corps members, it's pretty early, and honestly a privilege.
Sanemi always kept his relationship with you discrete, not wanting people to view you differently because you were with the terrifying wind pillar. That, and he didn't want people to know he was actually a huge fucking softy. Seeing him walk around with you, supporting you while you waddled because of your pregnant belly would surely ruin the mean and tough aura he oozes when around other hashira.
Sanemi would be so fucking worried about you at every point in time, especially know that you were heavily pregnant and struggling to get out of your own way from time to time. "Listen, it's not easy work carrying your baby." You had said that to him when he was watching you struggle to sit up in bed one morning. To which Sanemi worried even more because he had to leave you alone so often.
When your baby is born, Sanemi takes a leave of absence. Something that shocks the pillars greatly but Kagaya kindly explains that he was "injured" and would need a few months to recover and train in private. Kagaya was the only one in the corps aware of your relationship and now your new baby. You had initially wanted Shinobu to deliver the baby but Sanemi was adamant that she would accidentally slip up and let the other hashira know.
In the end, Sanemi had actually been the one to deliver your child, the local doctor he had sent for did not arrive in time. Sure enough, your baby was impatient just like their papa, determined to enter the world on their own time, nobody else's. It was a beautiful and traumatizing experience at the same time, but Sanemi had been a huge source of comfort and reassurance through all of it.
You gave birth to a healthy and chunky baby, a baby who very quickly became the center of your world. And Sanemi was pretty proud of the fact that he had delivered them himself. You were happy too, knowing their papa was the first to hold them after you had been carrying them for all these months and not some local doctor.
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Hi! Can I request a Muzan x reader about how Muzan would act if he finds a demon slayer who knows a lot and has a background about the blue spider lily but she's really chill about it and shares info only when she feels like it? Thank you so much!
Muzan Kibutsuji
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You were just a perfectly normal Demon slayer.
The only thing that made you a little special was your deep interest in plants and flowers.
However, that was the only reason Muzan needed to kidnap you.
Maybe with your help he would learn something new blue spider lily.
Spoiler: Yes he found out more about the blue spider lily and he also had a couple of nervous breakdowns XD
You would surely be surprised by this situation.
But you were still calm.
You knew that as long as you had information you would stay alive.
Because of that, you really weren't going to give him all the information right away.
This drives Muzan crazy.
Muzan will definitely try to get information about you in different ways.
Torture and threats are the first options.
But they don't really work.
Threats don't work because you really don't care and torture makes you talk shit to get him to stop.
Your "cooperation" is really problematic.
And then you randomly give him information at some completely random time.
It always comes when Muzan least expects it.
And if he doesn't hear it, too bad.
You're definitely not going to repeat that again.
Warning: This only works for fanfic and not canon. If you try this with a Canon Muza you'll probably be dead in five minutes. Try this at your own risk.
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winkliee · 9 months
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May I have a request? I just stumble your blog when I notice request is open. Sorry I have to put as anon since I’m shy O/////O
I wonder what Hantengu’s clones types of hug for y/n since I love hugs (fluff content)
omg this is so cutee aahh, i love fluff myself <333
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how would hantengu's clones hug f!reader
warnings : none, just pure fluff, a bit suggestive on karaku's part
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aizetsu!!
aizetsu prefers hugging you from the front. the stress he accumulated after a whole day with his brothers on missions drains out as he hugs you, burying his face into your neck, taking in your warmth. his hugs are really gentle, and he will be stroking your back too, a sign of his unwavering affection.
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sekido!!
sekido isn't an affectionate person. he dislikes physical touch. but there are rare moments when he will give you hugs and if you are lucky, maybe even kisses. his hugs are short, but yet showing his possessiveness over you. he gives bear hugs, cradling you tightly in his arms, when sometimes you have to push him away because he is suffocating you. that id when he becomes more gentle, and let you relax in his hug.
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karaku!!
karaku is a romantic lover. if he could, he will have you in his arms the whole day. however, since it isn't possible, he will come back to you whenever he is free, sneak in, and then hug you from the back, his arms snaking around your waist, while he gives small kisses on your neck before burying his head in your shoulder. he gives bear hugs too, but those aren't rough as sekido, he is on the gentler side because he doesn't want to ruin you, not until in bed.
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urogi!!
urogi, just like karaku, loves back hugs. one time, he came back to see you in the kitchen and immediately hugged you from behind, clutching you as tightly as he can, feeling your warmth over him. he even fell asleep on your back, and it was a struggle to get him to bed. hugs like this makes him feel special, assures him that you are here, with him, close to him.
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biznichwrites · 2 years
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Giyuu spending time with his SO's cat
Poor Giyuu is sort of scared at first, after all he had bad experiences with dogs attacking. However he found that cats usually just avoid him when they don't like him, so that made life easier. 
He let the cat sniff him, even holding his hand out so the kitty could get a good smell of his fingers. 
When the cat rubs their face against his hand he feels like he's been chosen by the fluffy pet gods. 
He is really odd about how to pet cats, he has some alien looking moves, but he gets the hang of it slowly. 
The cat goes from avoiding him to laying in his lap. On super cuddly days the cat even nuzzles into his face. 
If he's caught napping near the cat they will be cuddled together. Shhh don't tell anyone.
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og-danny-dorito · 2 years
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hihi! may i request obanai with a shy and timid s/o 💞thank u!
ofc! i love obanai he's so sweet <3
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚢!𝚂/𝙾
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𝚃𝚆: none :]
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two shy people in a room... what will they do... (kiss)
no but for real ya'll are literally twinning cause obanai is so fucking shy for no reason 😭😭
LIKE. like just getting ya'll to actually hang out with one another meant that you probably had to have someone make ya'll hang out since both of you were too shy to ask each other cough tengen did it cough
but once ya'll actually start hanging out you're damn near inseparable
obanai really likes that you're just as nervous as him cause he doesn't have to worry about embarrassing himself or anything. that and like, you get it and try to make things as comfortable as possible for him and he really appreciates it??
you probably would've had to ask him out, or alternatively he asked you out by placing a little note next to your bed with your favorite flowers asking you if you'd like to go out sometime
got mitsuri and kyojuro to help him out with it even though he was embarrassed and nervous about you rejecting him 💀
the first date is basically ya'll just hanging out like normal tbh
since you're both really shy the whole thing goes kind of slow, but its a comfortable slow if that makes sense
neither of you feel the need to rush into things or make any moves considering you're both on the same wavelength of embarrassment, and there isn't any apparent need to conform to a strict classification to what your relationship is since neither of you feel rushed by each other's presence
in fact the whole thing of you two becoming partners in the first place was very gradual, and if you were asked to define a specific point where your relationship turned into something more than just 'good friends' you wouldn't be able to pinpoint it
but thats okay!! relationships are fluid and you both feel comforted by the presence of one another, even though you turn each others' legs to jelly when you're in the same room
but there usually isn't a need to talk since you know each other so well. that and as the two of you spend more time together, he feels less and less anxious around you and gets more comfortable with voicing his thoughts
i feel like PDA and intimacy in general are kind of difficult for him because of anxiety and not wanting people to pay attention to him, but if you wanted it he'd gladly hold your hand whenever you wanted
in fact, as soon as ya'll hold hands for the first time he probably wont let go. for a while.
he struggles with verbal communication so usually squeezing your hand to get your attention or brushing up against you is easier for him LMAO
its cute though!! ya'll are like the couple that falls in love with one another a little more each day :]
tengen thinks its cute even though sanemi rolls his eyes every time you two get blushy over being around one another LMAO
[ 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐! 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝙲 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 :) ]
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astrox · 1 year
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ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 / 𝟎𝟏
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ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
not proofread (too lazy)
ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀
⇾ description of injuries and cause of death
ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒
@sanemisfav ( i love you but I love sanemi more)
( previous chapter )
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You've spent restless hours tending to the stranger's wounds, applying a slave of mint, chamomile and clay on the smaller injuries before you wrapped them in bandages to clear them of any infections. The stab wound, however, was a hard one to tackle as you rummaged through your things to find your grandmother's sewing kit. The dagger pierced his right side, below the rib cage. If he had lost any more blood he would've lost his life. You carefully stitched the puncture shut, taking precautions not to cause more harm than good and covered it in bandages like his other wounds. 
After you've done all you could, you manage to move him into the spare room with a bed once you cleaned his body of all the blood. This was your old room that your younger self would sleep in whenever you came by to visit your grandmother. Now you sleep in her room and leave the other vacant without an owner. It took you almost an hour just to get him onto the bed. 
Earlier you planned on dressing him in whatever you could find in your house, only to rely on a blanket to cover his privates. Too embarrassed, you couldn't look at the man naked any longer. All the clothes you found belonged to your father and your two older brothers. None of them fit, either they were too big or too small, which is why you were surprised when you found a bag near the pool of blood. Inside the bag are men's clothes that are a perfect fit. Gliding your hand along the fabric of a shirt, you piled most of the clothes onto your lap. 
"These must be his clothes...at least he came prepared," You thought. 
"Winter no! Stay away!" You scold the dog the moment she jumped on the bed as you clothed the man. Winter didn't listen, her nose poking at his legs. You lightly shoved her back by her nose, laughing. "Go annoying the rabbits you adorable dog," 
Tucking him in a blanket, you sighed in relief knowing that you'd saved his life and kept a close eye on him in case his condition suddenly change. Moving onto the huge mess left on your floor, you'd spend the rest of your afternoon. The dagger that the wolf pulled out of himself was left untouched. You wished to find the owner who might have been killed and learn more about the hunters. Where did they come from? Who are they? Why hunts this wolf?
As the hours turned into days, you wandered around the forest just to see if the hunters had returned. During the search, Winter sniffed out the wolf's blood splattered on the roots of a tree. You wiped a handkerchief on the roots staining the cloth with the dry blood for Winter. 
Using your canine's nose, you tracked the trail near the outskirts of your old village. Then taking out the dagger from your pouch, the cause of the wolfman's horrific injury, you allowed Winter's nose to catch another scent. She followed the scent on the dagger's grip to an outlook looking over the town. You gazed over your hometown seeing no change. You wondered if the townsfolk changed over the years since your departure. 
"It still looks the same as before," You thought to yourself. 
Following Winter near a group of bushes, you discover the body of a fair-skinned hunter leaning against a tree. He appeared to be short, with short brown hair. The clothes he wore provided little to no protection as they were frail and covered in blood. 
"Someone must have taken his armour," You assumed. Checking for a pulse, huge bite marks caught your eye. They tore through his neck and no doubt the cause of this hunter's demise. Then again he did stab a wolf so carelessly as you presumed. Large claw marks on the man's stomach are another cause of death. 
"That wolf...man did this?" You asked yourself, stepping away from the corpse. Winter yaps whilst you gazed down at the hunter's dagger. You cleaned the dagger using the clean side of your handkerchief and set it in the hunter's hand. "And no one came back for this hunter's body. He probably has a family or friends who must be worried sick-" 
You didn't know what to make of your situation. Whether to drag the corpse near the gate for someone to find or not. Perhaps you'd be welcomed back into your village and be deemed a hero if you turned in the beast or stay an outcast. All options could open new opportunities if you were that kind of person. You're not. Despite your distaste for people, you'd never sell someone out for your own benefit. It never works well in the end and you'd be left with regret until the end of your days. 
Fidgetting with your ring, you turned to the village. In all honesty, you fantasised about the day you'd find yourself roaming your old neighbourhood. The nostalgia you'd feel will be overwhelming for your inner child to bear as you'd passed by the places where you used to play. Then you'd stop in front of the town hall where an unavoidable event occurred. Tempering with the hunter's body, you made sure the body wasn't lying in murky dirt. If his corpse was to become maggot food, you would at least want him to look presentable till then. 
As luck would have it, no one had looted the body and fished out the man's coin pouch. You place two coins over the man's eyes after you lay him down on top of a leaf bed. Then, you cross his arms over his chest once you put the dagger back in its sheath. Lowering your head in silence you muttered a few words before you look down at Winter. "Pray that you find peace in the afterlife because you deserve to suffer for bringing harm to an animal," 
"We should head back Winter," You suggested. 
On your way back, you revisited the river. Washing your hands in the water and splashing your face, you dug into your bag for the handkerchief covering a badge. You nicked the hunter's crest badge off the man's corpse, a pretty blue shield with a dagger coated in blood engraved in the middle. The dagger on the badge resembled the hunter's dagger and you decided to keep the badge to recognize the hunters easily in your trips around the forest. You cleaned it along with your handkerchief, hoping that the blood would wash off well enough for the cloth to be used again. 
The blood didn't come off easily so you left it as it is and continued the long walk back to your cottage. However, you didn't expect your uninvited guest to be awake after a nightmare. You stumbled in on him off his bed, recollecting his thoughts and scanning his surroundings on his own two feet before he grunts in pain and falls to the floor. 
A soft gasp from you startled him as you rushed over to his side. Reluctant to your help, you still grabbed onto his arm, opposite his injured side which he protest against. 
"D-don't touch me-" He protested, yet you stood your ground and pointed near the stitches. He resisted, however, the pain he felt was too unbearable to ignore. 
"If you move any further you're going to tear your stitches and die in minutes," You tell him, keeping a steady grip on his arm, you assured him. "I have medicine that can help with the pain," 
Your grasp is so gentle on his forearm and shoulder, providing him with the support to haul him to his feet. Somehow that started to annoy him. 
"I don't need your help-" He cuts himself off, misstepping on one foot. Your hand quickly straightens him up by his chest. Head turning towards you, you're taken back by a vibrant pair of violet eyes staring deeply into yours. 
"Easy," You spoke, easing him back onto the bed where he slips out of consciousness once more. You cradle his head, resting it on top of the pillow and noticed the beads of sweat on his forehead. Feeling his head with the back of your hand, you groaned quietly. 
"A fever," You said, internally.  
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