#sanemi shinazugawa x y/n

[luxthestrange]

KNY Incorrect quotes#95 Trauma-

Modern Au!

Y/n: Kyogo tried to pick a fight with me today, But by "pure" coincidence I happened to know Sanemi, his eldest son on a first-name basis, I yelled his name and he looked at me and smiled...and after that I told him-

Y/n*Looking up at Kyogo with a grin of pure malice*Im gonna f*ck your son~

Y/n: I Gave that man MORE psychological damage than Anyone COULD or Have~

[sluttysanemi]

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

⚝・┆ Sanemi adores caring for his wife's hair. Whether brushing, styling, or washing. He may not be as self-conscious about his, but nothing gets him happier than seeing his lady love donned up like an elegant antique doll.

He’ll lay delicate kisses along the curve of your shoulder, as you both gaze towards the mirror. He's distracting you, yet he can't help himself; you look elegant.

⚝・┆ Sanemi is tender with his wife. Especially throughout intimacy. He will grasp your hand, burying his head within the crook of your neck.

When you gaze at him beneath your eyelashes with passion. He flushes. A cherry hue blooms on his cheeks, and he’ll groan softly.

⚝・┆ Sanemi adores your caress. Along the ridges of his back, whilst his cock continually delves within you— and he whines. Or if you had ran your fingers along his rippled chest, brushing along the jagged scars displayed on his pectorals. His breathing becomes ragged, and his brows tighten.

Even if in a temperamental state, he’s swiftly silenced once you hold his cheeks. Caressing your thumb against the skin, and his gaze softens.

⚝・┆ Sanemi is quite uneasy with gifts. He'll break a sweat and grow irritated that you're blowing money for him. He will appreciate it, however. A lot.

⚝・┆ Sanemi refuses to let you move if in pain. Menstrual and physical. Or stress. He will keep you within your sharing futon and provide you with continuous renews of green tea and ohagi. Sitting beside you, he takes your hand and runs his calloused thumb over your delicate skin.

⚝・┆ Sanemi smiles at your letters. A sweet grin as he tries to not grow girlish from the familiar aroma of your perfume that marks the paper.

[kyojurismo]

— SECRET MEETING

# sanemi shinazugawa

synopsis : you are in a secret relationship with the wind hashira and his desires become unbearable right before he’s about to leave for a new mission.

tags : fem!reader, nsfw, kissing, nipple play, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be silly), 1.2k words, not proofread.

a/n : COME GET YOUR FOOD !!! alright okay uh, i decided to finally finish one of my wip and it turned out like this. pls lemme know if i missed a tag, i’m actually pretty bad at tagging smutty works lol. pls keep in mind that english is not my first language so i’m sorry for any error . . . anyway, i hope you guys enjoy <3

you walked out of the hashira meeting beside shinobu, chatting with her. you smiled at her, nodding, before someone grabbed your arm and stopped you. “uzui-san, i swear–” you turned and met sanemi’s face, stopping mid sentence. “shinazugawa-san,” you offered him a smile.

“i need to talk to you… about that mission,” his tone was low, since shinobu was still near waiting for you. his eyes silently communicated with you and when realisation hit you, you nodded and turned to your friend. “shinobu-chan, i’ll see you later. i need to speak with shinazugawa about an important matter,” you explained, bowing to her. “oh, no worries! see you later,” she grinned at you, confusing you a little, and turned around to walk away.

what— your thoughts were interrupted when sanemi started pulling you with him towards a more private place, away from prying eyes.

“i told you to meet after the meeting because i’ll leave soon, dumbass.”

you sent him a glare, offended. “shinobu was talking with me, it would have been rude if i–” you gasped as sanemi leaned closer and kissed your lips fervently. his hands grabbed your hips, as he moved even closer to your body. you didn’t protest as you put your hands on his shoulders, gripping them as his kiss became more heated.

“i missed you so much,” he groaned as his hands started pulling at the buttons of your uniform, desperate to feel your skin under his palms. “d-don’t tear it again,” you tried to help him, careful not to ruin your uniform once again. once your chest was free, his hands moved to caress your skin and he started kneading your breasts. a soft moan escaped your lips as you closed your eyes.

sanemi’s lips traced the skin of your neck before he moved lower and started biting your skin, his fingers pinching your hardening nipples enough to make you gasp. “w-we shouldn’t… you need to stop,” you noticed him kissing down your body until he reached your belt. “i’m not gonna wait two weeks or more to have a taste of you,” his voice was gruff, but full of desire, and it was enough to make you clench around nothing — and of course agree with him. you gulped and noticed him glancing up at you before kneeling in front of you.

his warm hands started caressing your legs, moving up under your skirt before pulling it up to expose your underwear. your cheeks grew hotter as he smirked at you, noticing a wet patch on it.

“needy, huh?” he licked his lips before removing your underwear, fresh air hitting your center. his eyes stared at your most intimate part with pure lust and hunger. he looked so hot, you couldn’t—

"..sanemi!" you gripped his hair, your head hit the wall behind you. your eyes were closed now, your parted lips caused a few whimpers to slip out before you had to cover your mouth with your own hand. sanemi held your thighs with urgency, as if his life depended on giving you pleasure. you pushed your hips towards him, making his head completely disappear under your skirt. "you taste so good," he groaned against your cunt, lapping and sucking like a starved man.

you tried hard to keep any sound from escaping your mouth, knowing damn well anyone could pass and hear the two of you. not only you two were doing something indecent right under the sun, but no one knew you two were dating — no, everybody thought sanemi could barely stand you, his fellow hashira.

“n-nemi!” you whimpered, securing your hand around your mouth once more as you got distracted by the approaching orgasm. “you close?” you nodded eagerly, your legs quivering. at that, sanemi stopped and lapped at your throbbing clit one last time before getting up. “what the hell?!” you whispered angrily, annoyed. you were so close and sanemi had the audacity to leave you hanging on the verge of flooding his mouth with your sweet essence. it was a loss for him too, though.

“i just remembered the master asked uzui to come back a few time later, that jackass could hear us loud and clear and you know he won’t keep it to himself.”

oh. oh! you were quick to move your hands and undo his belt, pulling his pants open and moved the fundoshi enough to grab his hard cock. “shit baby– should have told you sooner,” he half groaned, smirking at your sudden eagerness. you pulled him into a kiss, shutting him up. sanemi got the hint and cupped your cheek with his hand, caressing your hot skin. you stroked his tip, gathering a few drops of precum before starting to pump him a couple of times before sanemi pushed your hand away as a low grunt escaped his lips.

“turn around,” he said gently, kissing your cheek. you did as he asked and felt him pull up your skirt, sanemi spanked your ass as he lost himself for a moment, admiring you. you bit back a moan, feeling the familiar sting. he pulled your hips towards him, making your hands rest against the wall for leverage. he didn’t hesitated further, pushing his cock into you.

you both moaned, a bit too loud for your judgment. as he started thrusting into you, sanemi’s hand wrapped around your mouth letting you moan freely against his palm. your warm walls clenched around him, making him groan. “fuck— you feel amazing,” he rested his forehead between your shoulders. his other hand gripping your hip hard enough you were sure it was gonna leave a handprint.

sanemi’s thrusts grew desperate both for the fear of someone hearing and for the approaching orgasm, for the both of you. you cried out right into his palm, wetting it with your saliva as one of your hand desperately grasped at his wrist. you came hard around him, your juices starting to run down your thighs as sanemi kept moving, his hips slapping against your ass. he was good at keeping quiet, while you were crying from the burning sensation coming from between your legs — a very pleasant sensation.

sanemi hand moved to grope your chest, suddenly needing to feel more of you. his lips met your neck, as he groaned into your skin while he painted your gummy walls with his seed. the feeling of his cock twitching inside you while he came made you clench around him. you shivered when he whimpered at the feeling, as you milked him until he finished emptying himself.

as he removed his hand, you gasped for breath. sanemi pulled away and shivered as he slipped out of your warm and welcoming pussy, already missing the feeling. you turned around slowly and noticed him smiling at you. “lemme help, mh?” he helped you fixing your clothes and silently thanked him.

“good luck on your mission, shinazugawa-san,” you winked at him and then you two shared a final kiss, before parting ways. you bumped right into tengen and tried your best to act casual.

“oh, [l/n]… i thought you left with kocho,” tengen smirked down at you, as if he knew something. “i uh… forgot to speak with oyakata-sama about an important matter,” you replied, a bit taken aback. “ha! right, always focused on your duty as a slayer,” uzui teased you, chuckling, and you tried to not make him suspect anything more as you smiled and bowed to him before walking away.

sanemi too bumped into uzui, but he pushed him out of his way and simply walked away. “you and [l/n] are bonding, huh?” sanemi stopped right in his track, but tried not to turn around. “i still despise her, uzui.”

“what a couple,” he said to himself, chuckling.

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

[chiharuhashibira]

hi besiee (Love ya stories) I was wondering if you could make a fluff/smut head cannons for Sanemi like the fluff one is about he period what he would do if the fem reader was on her period (LIKE ME OMGGG) and the smut is like uhhh... BRUH I JS HAD IT OMGG OMG OMG OMG got it the smut is like when the reader upsets Sanemi and you can do the rest I have nothing else anyways bye bye bestie! (if you don't wanna do it you don't have to ^-^ bye bestie!) PS - js call me Octavia it's my name-

Hi Octavia~ Thank you for this HC request!

Alsooo I am so happy that you love my stories 💓 Appreciate the love and support UwU

And with that, I'll try my best to make this HC fluffy and pinch a bit of lemon 🤭

Enjoy~

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Content Warnings: Upper part is SFW but don't scroll down past the NSFW Warning if you're a minor! MDNI!

🌸𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚🌸

❥ Whenever you're on your period, the days are quite overwhelming for Sanemi. At least before.

❥ When you first told him that you'd gotten your period, the man was like... "Are you really supposed to say this to me?" and blushed redder than a ripe tomato. Give the guy a break; you're his first girlfriend, so he didn't know how to react.

❥ But then he had figured out that giving you foot massages, cuddling with you, and at least lessening his grumpiness helped a lot.

❥ And so he does that, accompanied by lots of kisses and, yes, pampering. If you want food, he'll give you anything; he would even cook for you on those days.

❥ Whenever you have period cramps... (See 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝑴𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆)

❥ The man is really sweet. Little did you know that he had a calendar marked whenever you're getting your period. And when you saw this, he told you that he just wanted to be extra sweet to you on those days, and he just wanted to prepare for it.

❥ But then, period is equal to no sex. And this could sometimes make Sanemi a little impatient.

❥ Yes, he won't force you to have sex with him, but that doesn't mean that he won't do anything to relieve himself.

❥ At night, when his sex drive is too high, he will often pull down his pants and jerk off beside you. But then, even if he is not trying to wake you up, you'll end up waking up from his little grunts and muffled moans.

❥ And whenever that happens, you'll try to "take care of him" as much as you can. Yes, taking care could mean you taking the initiative to pump his cock up and down, making the man buck his hips up in pleasure. One thing about Sanemi is that he hates his sword being touched by you, but he loves his cock being held by you. And so, that's what you usually do. Jerk your boyfriend off with an unpredicted rhythm that would eventually not just make him cum once on your hand, but mostly twice.

❥ Taking care could also mean boob job. You would often place Sanemi's hard shaft between your boobs, making sure to give a great blow job as you licked the cum on the tip as you rubbed it up and down. Yes, Sanemi loved the way you looked as you did that, kneeling in front of him with his cock between your boobs or inside your hot mouth.

❥ Those are the usual nights, but then, your period could also mean mood changes. When it reached Sanemi's peak and you upset him, he would often roll his eyes at you and leave you for a bit. But then you'll realise you made him feel bad, so what you'll do is mostly give him all the love.

❥ And love could mean you giving him intense blowjobs, with Sanemi tugging your hair or holding your head to make sure he can fuck your mouth deeper.

❥ To make it up to him, sometimes you'll end up swallowing all his cum, showing it on your tongue like a good girl before doing so. Sometimes, you'll also end up letting him give you a facial, making sure you retain eye contact as he ejaculates on your face and boobs, as the Wind Hashira loves that fearful and seductive look of yours.

❥ But yes, you're on your period, so after that intense "work up" and "making up" with Sanemi, he'll give you the best aftercare, cuddle with you after, and tell you how much he loves you before you both end up asleep.

"I love you, baby. You're the best thing in this world. I'm glad I have you."

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓮!

I was thinking to do an intense scene (like the one in Saltburn if you already saw it), but I can't XD I just can't HAHA

Thank you so much for reading this HC!

As always, feel free to comment, reblog, and request!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

[sugoi-writes]

Laundry Day, Part 3 - Sanemi x F!Reader

A/N- Alright whores, it's about that time. Keep in mind that the smut takes a bit, but it's THERE, m'kay? I did my best, so don't judge me 😂 We start with normal Dom!Sanemi, followed by a lOT of switchy/subby Sanemi vibes towards the end. Bits of Dom!reader sprinkled in, if you squint.

Trigger/Content warnings: Hickeys, embarrassment/anxiety for reader at parts, manhandling, oral (f!receiving), fingerings (f!receiving), penetration from riding, dominant and submissive moments/wording, CHOKING, breathplay (Sanemi receiving).

I hope you enjoy it, as much as I did writing it. DIG IN!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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Late evening, just past sunset

After a quick once over and adjustments, you finally felt comfortable enough to attend dinner tonight with the Hashira and the masters of the Manor.

Sanemi is first to leave his room, insisting that you leave and walk the longer route around to avoid looking like you were "alone together". While you didn't mind being considered an item, seeing you both kanoodling would start  gossip that you'd both be too flustered to tolerate right now...

And so, you did as he asked, leaving his room about 10 minutes later. All of this just to be safe, you thought.

As you take the scenic route towards Ubuyashiki's main louge and dining space, you hear heavy footsteps running up behind you," Y/N-chaaaaaan!"

You practically fall onto your face as Mitsuri latches onto you from behind, making you yelp in surprise.

"M-Mitsuri-san!!! Ahh, you surprised me!!!" You say with a start, your knees buckling from her intensity.

"Sorry, sorry!!! I'm just so happy to see you again! I haaaaate doing chores, and I wish you were there! I had soooo much to do today!" Mitsuri practically wailed, making you roll your eyes.

"Tch, you would've hated it even if I was there!" You reply, earning you a defiant whine in return.

"Hmph!! Y/N-chan is so meaaaan!" As she shakes you with a tight hug, you feel her breath catch and freeze completely.

You blink, turning to look towards her," H-Hey... are you okay? I'm sorry if your day was really bad. I didn't mean t--"

"Wait is that-- Y/N, is that a HICKEY?!?"

Immediately, your face turns beat red, before you're frantically trying to shush your pink haired friend.

"HEY-- hey, nooooo! No, Mitsuri, it was just a-- I swear it's nothing!!!" You lie, grabbing your friend by her shoulders.

Mitsuri grins, covering her mouth with her hands," Y/N, who were YOU spending time training with!!! Oooooo, I wanna know~ that wasnt on you earlier when you were hanging laundry!!!" Mitsuri gushes, giggling as you shake her again.

"I-I promise you it was!! Honest!!!"

"Liar~" Mitsuri teases, making you facepalm and whine.

"O-Okay!!! Okay-- how bad is it? Is it super noticeable?" Mitsuri nods hastily, making you squirm," Shit, okay, well-- w-well, do you have some makeup that can help cover this?"

Mitsuri's ears perk up, as you see the smile on her face reach her eyes," I doooo, but... only if you can tell me who did that to you~"

You groan in frustration, running your hands down your face," Mitsuri!!! Please!!!"

The pink haired hashira giggles," Promise me! Promise me, and I'll help you cover the ones by your jaw, too!"

You freeze, huffing in defeat after the reality of your situation sinks in," Okay okay... I promise! I PROMISE! You're the only one I can trust to see me like this..."

"See you like what?," you hear from behind your shoulder. You freeze, as Obanai's voice comes through, loud and clear. Your hands frantically cover your neck, as Mitsuri blushes and stammers.

"Uhhmm!! Uhh-- nothing!!! She's fine, all good!!," Mitsuri is quick to say, gently shoving you towards the nearest room,"I'll tell you later!!" She adds, making you snap at her.

"MITSURI!!!!"

"O-Oh dang!!! Right!!! Uhh-- talk to you later, Obanai-san!!!"

As you and Mitsuri dart into the nearest room, Obanai narrows his eyes at the door, Kaburamaru hissing quietly.

"...see, I have the same feeling...," Obanai says flatly, turning on his heel," Leave it to Y/N to be up to no good on a day off. Whatever she's dragged Mitsuri into, it better not be dangerous..." he huffs, chosing to walk away as you do something about your predicament.

---

"Ahh, Mitsuri-sama! Y/N-sama! You're finally here!"

You bow your head gingerly, as Mitsuri does the same," S-Sorry," you stammer, looking to Kagaya,Amane and the rest of their family," W-We were just catching up... completely lost track of time!"

All eyes were on you, as you saw all of the Hashira, your Master, and his family before you. If not for your position, you would have been quaking in your boots from the amount of power and status in this room.

Shinobu looks to the two new comers, clasping her hands together gently," Ahh, don't forget about the rest of us, dear Y/N-chan~! We still have to discuss our next mission together~," the insect pillar chimes, making you blink in surprise.

"O-Oh!!! Shinobu-san, I-- I'm sorry, we can DEFINITELY talk about that before we go to bed!" You apologize, making Shinobu beam.

"Now now, we will have plenty of time to attend to business... for now, this is a time to relax and recollect ourselves..." Kagaya chimes, raising his head as he looks towards your voice.

You flush with guilt, as you nod again respectfully," O-Of course... forgive us, Master..."

Mitsuri sneaks by to sit between Rengoku and Gyomei, while you take your seat between Giyuu and Shinobu. Tengen seems to be whispering something to Rengoku, before you hear the pair stiffle a laugh.

You feel yourself shrinking inward as you automatically feel that they were laughing at or about you. You hear Ubuyashiki clear his throat, the table growing silent.

"I'd like to thank you all, and the beings whom allowed it, for you being here tonight... we've cooked a particularly filling meal for you all."

Amane gently cuts in, a soft smile on her smooth face,"Please dine to your hearts' content. We have plenty more to serve you all."

Everyone collectively offers their thanks to the masters of the home, thank their deities, for the meal. Immediately after, everyone starts to dig in. As lively chatter and banter fills the air, you feel a pair of eyes on you. You look over to see your Wind Pillar, your admirer, eyeing you. A soft flush is dusting his cheeks, as he offers you a short but sweet nod. He wants to do and say more, but he seems to be hesitant.

You smile warmly to him, going to pass him something before you feel Giyuu bump into you.

"H-Hey!!! Watch it!!!," you bark, Giyuu almost remaining motionless.

"...sorry...," Giyuu's monotone voice replies,"...Obanai was reaching over, so I tried to give him space." Your face flushes with guilt, feeling bad for getting so fiesty.

"N-No, sorry, it's okay... it's a crowded table, after all," you reply sheepishly, catching the eye of Sanemi again. You could see his face contort slightly. He seems to be a little envious...? Maybe you should've sat next to him?

"Y/N-chan, could you pass the sauce this way, please?," Shinobu politely asks, before you go to do so.

But as you go to hand it off, you yelp in surprise. You felt... something.... touching on your inner thigh. You glance down, noticing something quickly retract.

You lock eyes with Sanemi again, who looks positively unamused at you. You strain as you smile, passing the sauce successfully.

"Sorry... just felt a chill, I guess..." You say dismissively, Shinobu humming.

"My, my, it seems like you're a bit off today, Y/N-chan... a little jumpy, even!" Shinobu quips," I hope I didn't make you feel too nervous about our next mission!," She finishes with a cool chuckle. You laugh, waving your hand dismissively,"O-Of course not! You know I always li--"

There it was again. A warmth pressed to your inner thigh, inching higher. You glance cautiously at Sanemi again, who seems to be trying to avoid your eye contact.

"A-Ahem-- I LOVE... going on missions with you!!," you finish, a quiet flush spreading across your cheeks. Shinobu laughs, her quiet but even tone welcome among the chaotic sounds of UMAI!!! and other banter.

"Ooooh, you're too kind Y/N-chan! That just makes me more hopeful for tomorrrow!," Shinobu chimes, gently patting your back as you try and avoid reacting to whatever is happening under the table. You fix Sanemi with a side eye, trying to eat as much as you could muster with his coy game of footsy.

Your predicament from earlier, your lack of underwear, was only making this game more dangerous for you. You'd have to be careful...

---

As everyone parts ways for the night, Mitsuri goes to pat you on the back,"...be careful tonight, okay?" She slips something into your other hand. The concealer!!

"...just in case you need it," She whispers, winking at you before walking away. Your face is fiery red, as you shove the concealer away.

"I-If you make this obvious, I'm going to come for you, Kanroji..." You exasperate, noticing Obanai slinking by to pursue Mitsuri.

Ever so subtly, he whispers something you almost couldn't catch,"... if you break his heart, I'll feed your hands to Kaburamaru."

You halt in your steps, sputtering as Obanai continues to walk, not even reacting. Mitsuri, you ass--!!

You can hardly speak up as you notice Sanemi shoving Tengen off of him, shoving his hands in his pockets and hastily walking away. Bingo.

You decide to take the scenic route again... surely you won't be too noticeable, right?

---

"...gotta lot of damn nerve," you hear a gruff voice behind you, nearly ten paces from Sanemi's room. Without even turning, you scoff.

"I should say the same to you, sir. Getting handsy with me under a table with all the Hashira? That's mighty bold--"

"You were the one without underwear," Sanemi harshly whispers back, making your thighs rub together,"... I didn't think you'd actually have it in you, little tease."

You swallow shallowly, grabbing at your kimono," W-Well... you didn't leave me many options..."

Sanemi's smirk was burrowing into the back of your head, and you knew it. Yiu were going to say more, before an arm hoisted you up by the waist, the other clasping over your bratty mouth,"...for good reason, doll."

Your yelp of surprise is muffled as Sanemi drags you into his room. He's feverishly shutting and locking the door again as you're thrown to the tatami mat. You mimic a fish out of water, gaping as your kimono is basically hanging open," W-Way to be discreet!!!," you hiss.

"Oh, shut up," Sanemi growls, looming over you. Your face heats up as a foot knocks you onto your back, smacking the back of your head," I don't need to be... you're the obvious one, here... I'm just gonna enjoy myself if you're gonna mess things up."

You try to get up as Sanemi kneels, but he grabs you by your ankles and yanks you closer, making your kimono fly open at the bottom again. You want to cover your face in embarrassment, until he lays on his stomach before your trembling legs.

"..y...you were really wanting to do this, then?," you hush, your breathing becoming heavy as Sanemi spreads your thighs apart. He marvels at the sight of your cunt, his mouth practically watering.

"Didn't have desert yet, right?," Sanemi drawls, a tone reverberating in the air that makes your toes curl sharply.

" I figured if I get to choose... I want something a little sweeter than some pastries the other grubby Hashira can get their hands on..."

You barely have time to process his compliment before featherlight kisses make their way up your inner thighs.

"I want you. And I only want my hands on you, Y/N. No one else."

His breath was hot and labored as you felt it closing the distance between his lips and yours. Well... at least the pair you had below the waist.

"Damn-- I didn't think you'd get this wet over my little words...," Sanemi practically hums, his tongue coming dangerously close to your slit. He suckles on the junction between your pelvis and thigh, making your practically squeal from sensitivity.

"S-Sanemi--! Please!!," you practically plead, embarrassed but too worked up to stop him. He has you gasping as he leaves the first of many hickeys, your hands flying into his hair. The pale haired hashira shifts over and begins to lick a long strip between your folds, pulling out a wanton moan from your throat.

"Don't have to tell me twice... thanks for the meal," Sanemi breathes over your clit, before going down on you fully. The feeling of his hot, smooth muscle made your core tense up almost immediately.

Your hands fisted his hair tightly as he diligently moved his tongue, exploring your warmth. You hear a noise coming from below, looking down at your lover. You feel yourself grow more excited as Sanemi growls into your sopping heat, seemingly enjoying himself.

His hands come around to your pelvic area, pressing down to keep you anchored in place as he finally pays attention your your needy clit. A hand shoots up to cover your mouth, and Sanemi lets you as he tears a desperate groan from you.

"Sh-Shit--- ughhhn, Sane-- m-mi!," you pant out, your hand falling limp as his tongue traces tickling, tight circles around your bud.

"Gods, youre fucking hot...," you hear your peer growl, making you clench around nothing. But that wouldn't be for long.

Your head is thrown back when you feel one of Sanemi's fingers bully inside of you, going down to his last knuckle. You could only squirm and take it as he continues to fuck your from the outside in.

" N-Nemi--- shit, 'Nemi, slow down...!" You feel his second finger close by, wanting to thrust its' way inside. Sanemi's eyes flicker up to yours, eyeslids supporting his droopy, pretty lashes. Who were you kidding? Even if he made you cum too quickly, you couldn't say no to that face.

Your eyelids flutter closed as he latches on to your clit again, suckling when the second finger goes in to your heat. For just a few moments, he leaves his rough digits there, letting you adjust and feel just how full you are.

He pulls of your clit with a wet pop, his grin covered in your slick," Had to give you something, too... a teaser for your dessert."

You swallow dryly, licking your lips and whining when he goes back down. You could hardly control your voice as your eyes rolled back on their own.

"Mine... my cunt... my partner, my fucking girl... this is all mine, Y/N...," Sanemi practically moans into you, his fingers starting to move. You reach down and deftly pull at his platinum hair again, relishing a very pleased moan from him. You could feel his desperation as he ruts against the floor below him.

"Y-Yes... fuck, yes I'm yours!!!" You say unprompted, making Sanemi grin. You were doing the work for him.

"Pl-Please... mark me, tease me-- FUCK-- F-Fuck me, Sanemi...!!! I-I can't keep h-holding ouuuuttt~ Ahh!"

Sanemi chuckles lewdly as he hooks his fingers inside you, targeting your gummy, inner walls' weak spot.

"Cum, then... cum on my face," you hear a strained groan, as his babbling continues," I wanna see you cum undone, baby...." Sanemi continues to ramble between suckles and licks, practically feral," F-Fuck, give me... give me what you've got, baby..."

You shriek into your hand as a hard thrust of his fingers finally tumbles you over the edge. Sanemi sputters blissfully as he gets vice gripped by your spasming walls. He's diligently lapping up at your juices, his free hand squeezing your hip as if to hold you in place.

Once you're trying to squirm away, Sanemi pulls back with another wet pop, his eyelids heavy. Oh no. No no no. The least you could do was return the favor.

You shove Sanemi onto his back before he can mount you, making him croak in surprise.

"Your turn to shut up, boy," you bark at him, making Sanemi's face go crimson," I've had just about enough of that mouth... but, I still want my dessert, too."

You practically rip his kimono off of him, leaving Sanemi a panting, breathlessly heap as he struggles to shimmy out of it the rest of the way. You could tell that the stimulation from his minstrations was enough to get him pretty riled up.

Once Sanemi laid bare, your kimono comes off next, leaving nothing to as you line yourself up over his aching, leaking cock. Your hand flies down to align him with your still sensitive hole, biting your lip as you mentaly hype yourself up.

"F-Fuck...," is all Sanemi can muster, his hands flying to support your hips as you sink down onto his shaft. It takes everything in the both of you to not shout from the seering pleasure.

You keep yourself seated for the moment, only wiggling your hips slightly as Sanemi bites his lip, his head reeling.

"N-Not so tough now, h-huh?," you practically whine as you finally pick yourself up, only slam back down onto his member. Sanemi grunts, eyes slamming shut," S-Shut up... ngggh, too good--" he pants out as you choose a brutal pace, knowing Sanemi could handle you like this... probably.

You lean forward as you bounce on his cock, grinning down at your man who was not only pussy drunk, but absolutely dazed as his eyes flutter again. He's practically breathless, his hands barely able to hang on as he grunts with every movement.

You decide it's time to try and really shut him up. Your hands trace delicate patterns up his body until they reach his neck, ghosting his throat. A wanton moan leaves him, eyes hastily looking at yours. Maybe he's never done this before?

You tenderly wrap a hand around his throat, not placing any pressure... and you feel his dick throb inside of you. Ohh... so the Wind Hashira wants his breath  knocked out of his chest, huh?

Experimentally, you apply some light pressure, and a strangled groan leaves him heaving, one hand flying up to grab your wrist. You almost stop, but he keeps your hand there, assuring you physically to keep holding on.

And so you do, while his face heats up dramatically.

"F-Fuhh--- ahhnn, fuhh-- Y/N!! Y-Y/N, fuh mee--" you can barely make out his cries, as tears are welling up in Sanemi's eyes. You practically squeal as you realize you've found his weak spot.

"Awww, what's the matter, Sanemi~? Hah-- f-feeling too good already?"

"Y-Yeah--! Nnn, yeah!!," is all he can reply between broken moans, his head going blank. You let go for a moment, causing him to gasp for air. He can hardly catch a break, your bouncing only becoming harsher and faster. He can barely breathe properly, even now, becoming an absolute mess under your touch.

"Tell me what you want, baby... I can give it to ya," you mewl, circling your hips in a way that made him see stars.

"G-Gonna--- agh, w-wanna cum!" Sanemi begs, both hands grabbing your wrists. Surprised by his tone and eagerness, you mentally note to yourself to tease him about it later.  You look down to his pleading eyes, knowing he can hardly speak as he's trying not to bust too early.

"Do you wanna cum for me, 'nemi?"

A choked up whine is all you get, causing you to slow down. He practically panics, slamming his hips up into you. You groan, meeting his thrust, but using your weight to hold him back down.

"Pl..please... y/n, please... I n-need... I need your hands... to cum..."

A chord snaps in you as Sanemi guides your hand back to his neck, before he grabs the other. It's only then you realize he wants you to use both of your hands.

Your eyes widen in shock, before Sanemi smiles dreamily up at you,"I-It's okay... hhnnn--- Hashira..." he says chopily.

Oh right. You've both been in a tight spot with breathing before. You grin. Guess the vulnerability turns him on, too.

On command, you wrap both of your pretty hands around his throat, applying that delicious pressure again. You make sure to not neglect his cock as your hips start up again, quickly increasing their pace. Sanemi, unable to move his head back, lets his hands fall to either side of his head, eyelids fluttering.

"F-fah... hah~ fuhk!! Oh fuhk!!" Sanemi was making noises you'd only expect actors to make, making your core flutter. And you weren't far behind him.

You toss your head back, cursing as your body stung from the energy you were using to fuck your man absolutely raw. You'd be luck if you were more than skin and bones after this.

"Hnnn, cum!! Cum for me, Shinazugawa!!" You commanded, resulting in a very quick, harsh thrust on his end. Your inner walls were painted white, causing you to finally cry out and meet your release a second time.

You didn't realize how loud and out of it you had been, until you feel weak hands tapping quickly against your thigh.

"Aghnn-- shit, fuck, sorry baby!" You quickly let go of Sanemi's neck, his vision almost blurry as he weakly looks up at you. A hoarse laugh leaves his broad chest, as he opts to pull you down for a hug.

You whine, the angle causing his cock to limply slip out of you, "Gods... that was-- that was pretty--"

"Amazing," Sanemi finishes, peppering your cheek with kisses. You giggle at the sweetness that greatly contrasted your lewd actions.

"Soooo uhhh.. was that new for you?," you ask innocently, still trying to catch your breath. Sanemi nods, head falling lazily to the side as you cuddle closer.

"W-With someone, yes... by my self? Hardly..." You feel your heart thump in your chest at the admission. So he was a little kinkier than you pegged him to be, afterall...

You smile dreamily up at Sanemi, kissing his lips as you chime," Well, it looks like we need to have dessert more often too..."

Sanemi laughs, running his hands over your back," First laundry, now dessert... you're starting to make it sound like a lazy, domestic Sunday..." You smile at him, mushing your cheek against his chest as you wiggle your hips.

"Well... it can be...," you offer, the both of you stilling for a moment," I-I mean... we can.... make this a thing. If you'll have me," you finish, the last part leaving you in a whisper. Sanemi rolls his eyes, pinching your nose as you whine distainfully.

"You think I would've done that if I didn't want that all the time with you? Tch. I'm not some man whore," Sanemi chides, as if offended. You smirk loopily, chuckling. ,"You sure sounded like a whore--"

Wholesome, bellyaching laughter fills Sanemi's room as the two of you bask in your afterglow, Sanemi jabbing your sides from the low blow.

"Well then, ma'am, if you want to hear those more... you better come home to my estate. Whenever you're ready... Whenever you're sick. Whenever your horny, especially.... I want you there with me."

You swoon at his words, wrapping your arms around him as you bury your face into his chest. He could hardly hear your reply, a smile plastering his face as he hears you say.

"...same time, next Sunday~?"

[eternalfics]

Hello! How are you? I wanted to make a request if it dosent bothers you,about headcanons of genya,sanemi and yorichi with a s/o that has a personality like maxi from the novel under the oak tree,like,reader is a person with a speech disability, which has manifested in early childhood,reader stutters and has a difficult time communicating,due this has a very shy personality, partially due to the fact that has been abused by their father since childhood. Reader believes themself to be inferior to others, especially to beautyfull and smart people. Reader is left with the trauma that their father gave them and they flinches every time anyone raises their voice.

Reader was reinforced with the idea that was worthless and useless all their life, and has therefore carried this notion within even into adulthood and deeply resents for not being able to be as strong as wants to be, as thinks that nobody will ever want them and would they understand why.Reader is easily scared and rattled, is often anxious on how she will act and how others will perceive them, as is worried that people will see them as nothing but a lazy and useless stutterer. Reader is a very private person who rarely tells anyone about their past, and sees themselves and their abuse as shameful and they despises the thought of people seeing them as even more pitiful and weak.

reader also gets flustered easily, even discussing intimate moments with their partner when they are alone can cause them to blush uncontrollably.When someone manages to get their trust reader is a timid and kind person, is soft-spoken and polite to everyone who is kind to them and treat their partner with kindness and respect.

Im really sorry for writting a whole bible 😭 😭 😭

with a shy, abused reader !!

(gn! reader, reader is sanemi’s tsugoku in genya and sanemis)

warning: mentions of food, raising voice, fighting, weird pet names?

a/n: KYAAAABEUSBDI!! thank you for the request! I’ll do my best to serve your creative ideas 🫡 btw I’m good and if this took long sorry 😰 this is in second person!

characters: genya, sanemi

summary: how will they create a relationship? slowly? quickly? lets see :)

GENYA

He kinda learned the tough way when he learned you were were sensitive. 😨

Genya just gets it. You remind him of his siblings when he first got to know you, he likes it when you make effort to accompany him 🙃

But at the same time, he feels angry how could someone do this to a beautiful face like yours?

No one will hurt you again, and Genya will make sure he’ll be with you every step of the way of your life. (yandere? 😰)

Genya’s overprotective of you, he’s scared something or someone will hurt you. Even a small hello with Tanjiro, what if you slip? He can’t have that :(

Genya started slowly with affection such as love notes, holding hands (kinda) and headpats ohh how he loves headpats 🤭

He believes that you need ✨princess treatment✨ and those will be headpats and compliment

Headpats are a must for everything, they’re like his way of saying “Well done! I love you 🫶” so he pats you everytime you do anything right or cute

COMPLIMENTS MY GOSHH

He won’t hesitate to give anyone a big, fat slap on the face if they hurt his darling 😡

He did raise his voice at you one time for getting to curious, and asking about his childhood. This left you insecure and Genya actually comforted you and didn’t leave you to sulk in the corner like others did 🥺

One time he actually spoke his mind and asked you how many kids you want. 💀Which ended up in him having a tomato coloured s/o 🤕

“Maybe, they’ll have your hair colour :)”

Sanemi

Two words, Not. Good.

At first, he thought you were just a shy weirdo who didn’t know how to socialise 🤨

But then he got to know you slowly! Kinda like Genya but worse. 😀 Anyway, your first training session together was straightforward but awkward.

Your second was better, he soon understood your body language better than you. One time, he looked at your face just one time maybe he’ll get to see that face around more.. I MEAN!-

He thinks your as comforting as his mother, and underneath all that insecurity and fake happiness is a whole lot of fun like his siblings 😋 Not like he’ll ever tell you that.

Sanemi actually can cook really well! He just asks you to teach him, as he finds this as an act of intimacy. When you see his food is surprisingly good, you give him a questioning look and he shrugs it off and says “Your a good teacher” and he offers you some food. 🥙

The way you communicate to him is head tilting, looks, shrugs and all of that other stuff after finding out that he understands you. ❤️ So when you quietly stutter out to him that you love his scars, it means a lot to him and he quietly responds with a “Love you too, Dummy”

When you open up to him about your childhood, or how they beated you, he just nods and asks if you want to train.

he DOES NOT tolerate ANY disrespect, or any playful scaring. If he ends up with a tear - stained cheek s/o you bet there’s gonna be a white-haired person barking outside your window 😶

“If anyone disrespects you, you come straight to me or you kick them in the balls. Got it?”

Overall, they both love you ❤️ (Sorryy there’s no Yorichii!

[astrox]

ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 / 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 Instead of making oneshot after oneshot, I decided to turn my werewolf oneshot into a story

ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘

A fear sparked within a village when a wolf had been rumoured to loom around in the forest. A group of hunters chasing after the animal described the beast as something they'd never seen before. A village outcast by the name of Y/n is tending to her garden, laying traps for the little critters when she hears strange noises. 

Appearing before her is a wounded wolf with a knife sticking out its side. Without an ounce of fear in her eyes, she opens her door to the wolf seeing the light of the hunters draw near. It's after, that she finds a naked man lying in a pool of his own blood. While nursing the man back to health, Y/n discovers more about herself and her family, as love blooms between her and the stranger.

ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀

⇾ Wolf Hybrid Sanemi x Fem Reader ⇾ Reader is CHUBBY!! ⇾ Reader's family are conjurers (witches) ⇾ Base of my Little Red Riding Hood Oneshot ⇾ slowburn romance ⇾ smut is included but not until later ⇾ Violence & mention of character deaths

In your little village, its people shammed those who are different. It's a flaw that drove your family tree to splinters and burned in hellfire until you were all that remained. Your people believed it to be a curse set upon your family for dwelling in witchcraft. You knew better and deemed it an accident. Despite your beliefs, you were accused of murder at eleven years old. Instead of death, the village sentenced you to live as a nobody, an outcast without a name. As an outcast, you were forced to leave with nothing but the clothes on your back and your brother's ring. Luckily, you knew of a cottage that belonged to your late grandmother so the villager's hopes of you becoming wolf food ceased to become a reality. 

Nowadays trouble in your little village usually revolved around the drunkards of the local taverns, starting numerous bar fights and damaging public property. A pathetic display that one might call it from time to time repeatedly only to be ignored a day after. No one gets involved unless the town is on fire. No one but the authorities can handle the men. Surrounded by lush green forests, your village is among the smallest, therefore, it's not a big tourist destination like the big cities and not a lot are willing to live amidst its people. 

One day, five hunters from the neighbouring village arrived in town unannounced, causing quite a stir for your people. It has been years since the last visitors and these men yearned for a taste of the villager's mead after a long day of hunting. Everyone welcomed these men as if kings and queens had arrived, serving them food and providing a warm inn for them to rest. 

These strangers went off about a wolf roaming the forest, snatching up animals and other hunters that crossed paths with the strange beast. The hunters described the wolf as something they'd never seen before. It's bigger than any ordinary wolf. Its fur is silver, and its eyes are black like a raven's feather. According to the hunters, it was last spotted near the outskirts of your village. Unlike everyone else in your village, you're the only one who hasn't received word about the wolf stalking you picking weeds by a river, adorned in your grandmother's bright red hood.

Pulling off another vine, you rinsed off the dirt in the river. As you cleaned off the herbs, the sound of twigs snapping followed by feet scurrying away caught your attention. You pulled your hood down and snapped your gaze towards the noises. A hand touches your boot, where you kept a knife as added security, fingers undoing the buckle. Your eyes searched the tall trees, and the dirt landscape blended with the rocky terrain for the source of your distraction. As for sounds, you listened for the birds, the river bashing against the stone and splashing. Whatever was lurking in the woods had swept your mind, imagining a rabbit or fox smelling the contents coming from your satchel. 

Taking the freshly washed weeds, you wrapped them in your handkerchief before you stashed them into your satchel. Whilst, you tucked the herbs away, your eyes fell on your right hand. On your ring finger is the ring that belongs to your old brother, who wore it on his pinky. 

"Y/n! Go! Run! Get out of here and don't look back!" Your brother's voice rang in your head with the mystery of your family's death left unsolved. Nine years have passed since then and memories of it slowly evolved from recurring nightmares to a big blur. You missed them terribly and would do whatever it took to see them again. Twisting the ring, your mind lingered on the voices of the deceased, mourning them in silence. 

Snapping you out of your thoughts is a wet nose touching your leg. Darting down, you find your black and white siberian husky brushing her head against your shin. Kneeling down, you ruffled the dog's black fur affectionately. 

"I'm alright Winter," You assured your blue-eyed canine, giving her a couple of pats on top of her head. Stuffing a hand into a pocket of your satchel, you feed Winter one of her treats. "There's a good girl," 

Winter yaps, nudging your hand and pounces to lick your face. You laughed, moving the dog away. "Let's catch dinner already, you cheeky pooch!" 

Ignoring the piece of jewellery, you took a few steps along the bay, stopping near the end of a rope leading into the water. You leaned down, picking up the cord and wrapping it around your wrist. Fishing in a big river such as this wasn't always an easy task. However, you've had years to learn how to fight the currents and made small nets to collect fish for you and your dog Winter. Looping around a tree trunk, you tugged onto the rope until the net came into view. You tied the rope off when you hauled the net onto the shore.  

"one...two...three," You counted your haul, carefully moving each fish into a large woven basket. "Ah, we have a good haul today Winter! Eight fish to last us a whole week," 

"After dinner, I can set up the wire fence to keep the other animals out of the garden." Strapping the lid of the baskets down, you rolled up your nets to use in your next catch. "There all done!" 

 You whistled. "Winter home!" 

Immediately, Winter disappeared into the brushes leaving you to shrug the basket over your shoulder. Feeling eyes on your shoulder, you spun on your heel to see an unfamiliar man walking on the other side of the river. He carried a beartrap, exploring the river bank until he noticed you gaping from afar. Assuming he lived in the village, you turned away without hesitation and carried on home, following winter's yelps. 

Tucked away further in the middle of the woods stands your grandmother's cottage—well your cottage now. You've spent the last few years maintaining it to stand against the forces of nature and to be suited to your needs. Your garden is the favourite part of your home, planting all your vegetables till they were ready for harvest. Unfortunately, the upsurge of sneaky wildlife has been a nuisance for your vegetables, especially your lettuce and carrots. You'd wake up to half-eaten veggies or bug-infested produce.

In the fall of night, you were tending to the wire fencing, using pliers to twist the wires over your wooden fence frames. Winter occupied the window, watching you moving about in the dark with one lantern lighting your way. Once your twist the wire over your fence, you nailed it down the ends and pegged them into the dirt. 

Meanwhile, not far, the hunters were on the hunt, chasing the wolf. The long chase started moments after one of the hunters sacrificed themselves and stabbed its side with a dagger. The men gained on the animal a few times, yelling profanities and gloating on an easy catch. It took a bump in the road for the wolf to manoeuvre its way down a hill and gain speed. Inhaling, the wolf caught a whiff of something sweet, deeper in the woods.

I smell magic

The hunters armed with crossbows shoot arrows in the wolf's direction only to miss every single shot. Under the moonlight, the wolf could be seen but when hidden in the shadows the wolf is lost. He uses the shadows as an advantage leading the hunters the wrong way. 

Don't lose consciousness yet!

"Damn it! Don't lose the son of a bitch now! Bring the dogs to sniff it out and the rest of you follow the blood!" A tall man yells, pointing his lantern to the ground.

Shaking your new fence barrier, you hummed in approval and wiped the dirt off your hands ready to settle in for the night. Oblivious to a wolf heading your way, you checked over the fence one more time only for something to catch your eyes. Before you could investigate, Winter barking grabs your attention. Winter's paws scratch at the windows forcing you to attempt to silence her yaps. "Winter hush! What's the matter, girl?" 

The canine refuses to listen and as you approach the front door something heavy hits your back, causing you to fall to the ground. You yelped when you landed on your stomach wondering what had caused your fall. A growl urged you to face the source of the source. Dropping the lantern in your hand, The dim light lets you catch a glimpse of the animal. 

Standing over you is the large wolf, glaring down at you and licking its blood-stained teeth. You lay there, unprovoked, accepting your fate as the wolf's supper. Even if you were quick to defend yourself you wouldn't make it inside your house. You didn't scream nor move a muscle, just locking eyes, you feel the animal's annoyance, its anger. 

Leaning its head near the side of your neck, you shut your eyes tightly and heard the animal inhaling your scent. All you could do is stay still and allow the wolf to get a hint of your scent. Time felt slow as you lay there in confusion. Any ordinary wolf would've torn you apart right about now. 

Sensing the creature's nose trailing down then up your right arm, your hand got a feel of its snout. Snapping your head to the side, you witness the wolf licking at your brother's ring. Raising a brow your body shifts startling the wolf and making the knife in its side move.

Whimpering and straggling away in pain, your eyes spot the blood staining its fur. You gasped, seeing the blood showering on the soil beneath its feet. Shuffling back towards your front door, you eyed the cascade of blood and saw the knife sticking out its side. It aches your kind heart to see animals in pain, mainly if humans were to blame. Raising your free hand, you intended on calming him to earn his trust.  

"You're hurt," You whispered, reaching a hand out slowly, offering the wolf the help it needed.  "Please let me help you," 

 At first, it hesitates but the moment is interrupted by loud voices in the distance. Peering behind the wolf, you see light. 

"It went this way!"

"It won't go that far with its wounds," 

"Fuck! Find it before we lose it again!" 

Looking back at the wolf, you asked. "They're after you,"

Instantly, you jumped up on your feet, rushing over to your door. You opened it, motioning the animal to enter. "Come," 

No response so you try again. "Come here boy," 

The wolf is still uncertain, but you never falter from wanting to help him. Seeing the lights getting closer, you couldn't help and yell. "Get your ass in here if you want to live!"

Your yelling made the wolf dash into your house. You closed the door behind you, blowing out all the candles you had lit, including your lantern. Darkness quickly flooded your home, but Winter's yaps never stop and you were lucky enough to leave her in your bedroom while you tend to your garden. 

"Winter hush," You whispered your plea, sticking your hand through the door to your room. Winter slips through the door and into your arms. You pulled close, whispering. "sit," 

Winter obeys your command, parking her bottom down on the floor. You crawled near a window and peeked over the window sill. Counting four men, aimlessly looking everywhere but the front of your cottage. Curiously, you waved a hand at the men when light pass by your window. No reaction whatsoever. Standing up resulted in the same. 

"What the hell?" You said internally, tilting your head to the side. "It's like I'm invisible to them or something,"

"We lost it!" 

"Fuck! Let the dogs loose! Find that bastard!"

"We're not stopping until we find that wolf!"

You stayed in the same spot, bewildered by the truth of events and waved the hunters goodbye. Now onto pressing matters, you brought your attention to Winter sniffing the blood on the floor. You didn't mind the mess since you've helped injured animals in the past. 

"Winter stay," You instruct your dog in a soft tone of voice. Following the tracks, grabbing towels or whatever you could. You didn't own a first aid kit, carrying all the alcohol to clean wounds and equipment used for stitches. The best you can think of is your grandmother's sewing kit and the medical herbs you've collected over the years. Maybe you could crush the weeds you've collected by the river with some medical herbs into a paste and apply them to the wound after stitching it closed. Another option included a knife's blade heated up by a flame.

Finding yourself in your living room. There's a fireplace that you leave burning for warmth and found no wolf. Laying in the pool of his own blood is a naked man, with hair white as the wolf's fur and skin littered with scars. Unlike humans, the stranger has a pair of wolf ears on top of his head and a fluffy tail on his rear. 

Rushing over to his side, you pressed the towels over his wounds after you turned him onto his back. The missing dagger is abandoned by his hand meaning he pulled it out on his own. An idiotic thing to do when you're on the brink of death. 

"This night just keeps getting weirder and weirder," You thought to yourself. 

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𐃘 sanemi shinazugawa x fem!reader

When saving a girl in the forest became something way more for Sanemi

series masterlist 

01

You run as fast as you can. After seeing that moment when your family was on the floor. Nothing could erase that from your mind. You couldn't believe that your family was attacked. This was the last thing you expected to come home to. You look over your shoulder to make sure that the demon wasn't close enough to catch you. You suddenly bumped into someone. You look up and see a man with white hair.

"Help me, please help me" you beg.

"What the hell" he looks down in disgust.

He sees a demon in the back running towards you. He grabs your arms and drags you through the forest at this point you don't care that the branches of the trees are cutting your skin. you want to be as far away as possible. even if that means leaving with a couple of scars.

Suddenly you trip over a branch and fall on top of him.

"I'm so sorry please don't leave me to die" you cry grasping his robe.

"Hey get off me! Get off me!" He starts pushing her away  "Don't think you can trick me into helping you! I'm the wind, and the wind doesn't care for dead leaves like you"

You feel his hands pushing you and feel the power, they're hard like rocks, and his muscles are tough, if you're not careful he might end up hurting you.

"Hey, you're hurting me" You wince in pain.

"I thought you'd help me and get me out of here." 

"You're gonna get yourself killed, it's people like you who make me want to kill demons more than anything" he was getting more and more angry as he yelled at you.

"Why are you yelling at me!" you yell

"You're acting like an ass right now"  you murmer to yourself

He eyes the mark and returns his focus to you. he chuckles "Oh you shouldn't have done that, look around, what do you see? We're miles from the nearest village and demons are everywhere! Who's gonna help you now?"

You glare at him. which sends a shiver down his spine. "I'd rather die, I have more of a peaceful death by a demon than being killed by you."

He rolls his eyes "You have 2 options, you either come with me and I guarantee your survival, or you can stay here and I'll watch you get eaten alive by demons, make the smart choice". he was starting to get annoyed by your attitude.

suddenly a gust of wind passes through the woods, which causes you to jump and look around.

He lets out a sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose "Are you sure you want to come with me? You should probably be scared of any person who's willing to help you after trying to attack them. I won't hurt you don't worry, I'm a demon slayer, not a psycho. But this is your last chance to make the smart choice."

you reach out and grab his hand to make sure he doesn't leave you "Is this fine, I know you're not a fan of physical touch but I don't want to get lost and die." tears begin to stream down your face "I'm really scared"

He looks down and blushes, he doesn't remember the last time he's held another person's hand let alone a girl "Uhmmm... okay fine"

He then helps them up and then holds their hand tightly, he starts walking with them still holding hands and walks in silence, it looks like his hand is a little sweaty, and he seems to be nervous.

after a while of walking in silence you decide to say something "Thank you so much again for helping me, I appreciate it". he turns back to acknowledge what you said "Of course, I can't just leave you here to die, now can I"

You continue to walk and talk for a while, the night begins to get dark and the trees start looking scary. But he just keeps walking, talking about random things you don't care about, and holding your hand. Eventually, he starts to relax and doesn't seem mad anymore. Maybe what they needed was some company?

[cherrykamado]

Y QUE EL VERANO NUNCA SE ACABE.

unbeta'd sanemi drabble from last year that i never posted. i miss summer</3

Time takes a different shape when one just doesn’t care about anything else; minutes take the form of hours, and hours take the form of days without nights. Moreover, the sun feels so good on one’s skin with a pinch of a warm breeze, submerged in the silence of a deserted beach and the calm of the fairly quiet waves. If you’re sweating, you don’t mind, all for the sake of getting a bit more of the sun’s beautiful, warm light. 

Because, then, if you feel too hot, there’s nothing more perfect than to wash the heat away with the sea. 

When you open your eyes, you can’t believe once again that you’re in this place, in this moment: the water’s tinted a saturated orange, the sun looking as if it was ready to sink one of its many legs into the water, as if he knew as much as you do that the water is just ideal today. 

With a faint blow of the wind, the scent of the sunscreen on your body dances into your nostrils. You can feel the heat crawling to your soles as your feet sink into the aureate sand with every step you take. One of the multiple droplets of sweat on your skin slightly tickles you as it slides down from your chest down to your abdomen. Finally, before you know it, the water is kissing your toes.

It’s just a delicious feeling.

No second thoughts, you walk further into the water, letting it envelop you little by little, inch by inch, until the right moment comes: a wave threatening to break right in front of you is enough invitation to just jump into it, and once again soak yourself whole. Another moment of perfection comes then: your eyes closed, the muffled sound of the waves stretching to the shore, the sound of your body swimming through the water. If the water wasn’t full of salt, you’d consider opening your eyes to see how beautiful the subaquatic world is. 

And then you get out, filling your lungs with air once again. Now, it feels like the temperature’s dropped by a few degrees, but it doesn’t take much for the sun to reach you and kiss your skin once more, filling you with warmth again. 

“One day we’ll live here if you wanna.” 

Strong arms envelop your form from behind, and when his skin touches yours, his heat irradiates through your skin. 

“You’re hot!” You point out, but he has no intention of backing away from you.

“Yeah?” He teases, burying his head on the crook of your neck. “That’s rich coming from you. You wouldn’t have said shit like that to me a few months ago.” 

“I wasn’t talking about you…” 

“You weren’t?” He retorts, teasingly nibbling on the skin of your neck, before sucking on it, knowing that spot is one of your most sensitive ones.

“H-hey, not… here… someone could-”

He turns you around, his face showing how much he actually cares, by the way he raises a nonexistent eyebrow. A smirk stretches over his lips. A palm placed on the small of your back brings you closer to him. “Like I fuckin’ care if there’s someone.”

“No, really, wait…” You say, unable to conceal your giggles while you try to free yourself from such a strong grip like Sanemi’s, thinking that you actually can. Not even making an effort to keep you in place, apart from his constant grip on you —his hand now having lowered to the soft, plushy skin of your ass, he inches closer to you.

“You tell me that after you’ve been walking around all day in that..?” And by that he refers to the bikini you’re wearing, one of his fingers hooks beneath the strap at your hips and tugs at it, letting it slap back against your skin. 

“I don’t think so.” He chuckles.

“But, i-it’s what you wear to the beach.” You bite your lip, no longer trying to put some distance between you both. Your hands still on his hot, glistening chest, and that minx-like look in your eyes, pretty eyes looking up to him, like this isn’t exactly what you wanted. 

Sanemi inches closer to your lips, practically brushing against them.

“Doesn’t mean you didn’t got me wanting to fuck you all day.” 

[zxvmp]

Hashira’s Reaction to your skirt flowing during a mission

pov: you’re fighting a demon and while landing your skirt blew up a bit to far…

warnings: slightly suggestive?? if you squint hard enough

characters: giyuu, tengen, sanemi, and rengoku.

a/n: sorry if there’s any misspells and wtv, to lazy to read over

Giyuu Tomioka

- Happened when you were in mid air with the demon and he just so happened to look up right underneath you

- Would definitely try and act like he didn’t completely get a face full of your pink panties

- His face would go a shade you’d never expect to see on a guy like him, red.

- “Is everything okay?” Soemthing you’d ask to make sure he wasn’t about to pass out

- After seeing it, he’d probably pause during the fight making you yell at him to move

- Even though you guys are dating he’s still flustered

“Giyuu, what’s up with you?” You ask holding your hand up to his flushed cheeks.

“It’s nothing, how about we find a place to stay for the night?”

“But this mission wasn’t even that far from headquarters-”

He doesn’t reply and just drags you away towards an inn, you could tell when he wanted something…and you knew what that something was…

Sanemi Shinazugawa

- Happened when you did a flip backwards to dodge a demons attack

- Would stare at you like you have three heads

- Kills the demon in seconds after seeing your skirt fly up to reveal your cute panties

- Has a shit eating grin as he looks at you, which you were oblivious to the fact you just basically flashed him

- Adds extra wind to his attack just to see your skirt flow

“That was quick!” You smile putting your sword away.

“Nice underwear.” Sanemi said pulling you in by your waist.

Your face immediately began to heat up, did your skirt show a bit more than it needed?

“Shut up you perv!” You say nudging him.

Even though you two were dating you still were embarrassed, later that night he’d definitely have to take a peak.

Kyojuro Rengoku

- It happened as you jumped in front of him to help deflect the demons attack

- You felt a little air brush against an area but quickly shrugged it off and continued to follow through with your attacks

- A loud gasp was heard from behind you..

- His face is most definitely lit up, and a slight smile is on his face

“Oh my!” Rengoku yelled.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” You ask innocently, oblivious to the fact you just shoved your butt in his face.

“You may need a longer skirt, (y/n)!” Rengoku chuckled as he patted your back.

Tengen Uzui

- We all know, he’d definitely smack your ass

- Happened in the same situation with Rengoku, your ass on full display for him

- You yelped after the contact his hand made with your body

- No shame, not at all

- in a modern au he’d yell gyat, don’t tell me otherwise

“What the hell!?” You say rubbing your butt to try and calm the stinging pain.

“We have got to find a place tonight.” Tengen snickered as he sliced the demons neck.

“Yeah like i’ll let you do anything to me.” You smirk, knowing you’d get on your knees if he said so.

“Oh really?”

[bwabys-scenarios]

When Sanemi finally broke the news about having a wife, many of his colleagues seemed almost… worried for the woman. If you had been there, you may have been upset, because they didn’t know the Sanemi you knew.

Your Sanemi spent his nights fighting demons and his days in your arms, covering you in kisses and worshiping the ground you walk in. He was the most gentle a husband could be, holding your hand when you walked down flights of stairs and kissing the top of your head every chance he got.

Every single morning when he came back to you, he had something to show for it. Sometimes it was as simple as a piece of candy he bought while patrolling, or as extravagant as a shiny new hairpin or silk kimono. You would call yourself spoiled, but Sanemi would tsk and say you weren’t pampered nearly enough.

No one knew the gentleness of his hands, the soft caress of his lips like you did. Those hands that had slain so many demons held your hips down ever so gently as he fucked into you, promising that this time he’d give you that baby you so desperately wanted.

He’d kiss your temple after you were thoroughly stuffed with cum, then hold you close, tracing his finger along your belly. “That’s where our baby will be, sunshine.”

You couldn’t necessarily blame others for assuming your hulking man of a husband was a brute, he was covered in scars and had a resting bitch face to match, but you can’t judge off of appearance alone. That angry face melted into a content smile every time you held it in your hands, his arms moving to wrap around your waist.

If only they could see him through your eyes, maybe they wouldn’t judge so quickly.

[luxthestrange]

KNY Incorrect quotes#68 He does look good in white

You,Giyuu and Sanemi taking care of Tiny Nezuko, And she wants to play house

Sanemi*Frowns*Wha-Wife?...WHY AM I THE WIFE!?

Y/n & Giyuu"The Husbands"*Looking at him with eyes of pure adoration* Because you're attentive, sweet and look good in white...

Sanemi*Blushing at the two anf growls*... you can't just say stuff like that-

Nezuko*Grins...the mastermind*Heheh~

[sluttysanemi]

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HIS WOUNDS (NSFW VER.)

a/n: i actually wrote it. no way. im twitching. im going crazy. is this where humanity has brought me? is this what my experience in life has brought me to?

c/w: vulnphilia, smut / suggestive, subtle dry humping. possible dead dove? its just not for everyone. sfw version

It felt forbidden.

Disgraceful.

It wasn't supposed to feel this good. 

But he couldn't control himself. 

He came home restless and bruised, bearing fresh, jagged wounds across his chest. You found him, as he staggered through the door with heavy breath. You cup his cheeks, running your thumbs along his face, gazing at his somnolent eyes. 

You whisper words of reassurance, promising to help him tend to his wounds and relieve his bodily aches. 

So you guide him along to your shared room, and sit him down upon the futon. You strip his crimson-stained clothing and kiss the newly discovered flesh. He then tensed, as you moved your fingertips along the path of blood seeping from his wound. A heavy, desired breath escaping his lips. 

“Fuck…”, he whispered.

You peer directly towards him, watching the redness spread over his cheeks. His brows knitted together.

He wraps his heavy palm around your waist, holding you closer. You lean towards him once more, as you plant your soft lips over his neck, your fingers continuing to glide over his exposed wounds. 

“Does that feel good?”, your tone a meek melody. 

His voice failed to escape- instead nodding subtly. 

You were so close to him, infinitely close. You could feel his shaft hardening beneath his undergarments. 

Your thumb carefully travels deeper through the incision, eliciting an increased response. He desperately holds to the padding of his futon, aimlessly bucking his cock against you. A weak groan emerges from his lips, towards the quiet of the room. 

It wasn't supposed to feel good, he thought.

Yet it had. You were so good with your touch. 

 And he didn't give a damn. 

You promptly begin to tilt your kisses towards his body, over his injuries. You can sense the tension in his muscles ease beneath your touch, as he emits waves of long breath.

Upon a prominent scar, you delicately trail your tongue over its surface. The blood spills across your lips, delivering your mouth a metallic taste. You savor the sensation, the sharp tang lingering. 

The swift, warm sensation delivers a powerful surge of pleasure towards Sanemi. 

He groans lowly, his chest beginning to heavy. Beads of sweat trailing sluggishly. His fingers were trembling, his cock pulsing beneath the soft material.

“O–Oh shit… f–fuck.. So fuckin’..– Good..”, he spoke incoherently. He almost whined. 

You know precisely how to handle his wounds.

You would give him the pleasure that he deserves.

[kyojurismo]

firstly, happy 1000!!

ok, ok, so hear me out, a fluffy scenario with sanemi (i love him sm), you can decide the plot and everything, maybe include a bit of cuddling?? 🥺🥺🥹🥹

🪼 1K CELEBRATION EVENT

— sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader

— fluff, cuddling, comfort, not proofread.

— i’m sorry that’s taking me so long to write for the celebration >_< i hope you can enjoy it even though it’s not that much good.

“can you move closer?”

you were currently lying in bed, after a long day of training and helping around younger slayers. a well deserved rest. sanemi didn’t look tired, but you knew he hid it well and usually he wouldn’t get as much sleep as you.

“i can’t hug you… so you’re not close enough,” you pouted, even though sanemi couldn’t see your face due to the darkness of the room. “just sleep,” he stated, but his tone wasn’t annoyed at all. “nemiii…”

“tsk,” he moved closer to your side and you were quick to hug him tightly, clinging to his body. you closed your eyes and smiled contently, relaxing by just feeling his strong body against your own.

it wasn’t rare for something like that to happen, it’s just that whenever you two were in public sanemi wasn’t very fond of hugging you and vice versa — he had a reputation, if you know what voices go around the corps.

“better?” his voice was softer now, a sign that after all sanemi wanted to sleep like this. “mhm,” you nodded and slowly caressed his side, letting your legs getting entangled together. “you’re soft,” he stated once his fingertips traced your cheek, his rough skin a contrast with your soft skin.

“you’re a softie too,” you giggled after some time, making him roll his eyes. “that’s not what i meant,” he murmured, annoyed at being called a softie. “whatever,” you said with a playful tone.

“just hold me, please,” you snuggled even closer to him, if possible, and sanemi let you, as his arms encircled your body and held you close to him, keeping you safe. he kissed your forehead and then sighed, resting his chin on your head while caressing your back.

“i love you,” he whispered, a soft smile curving his lips now as he thought how lucky he got to have you by his side.

— thank you so much for taking your time to read my work. have a good day / night and remember that you are loved !! ♡

🪼 CHECK THE MASTERPOST OF THE EVENT

[xxsabitoxx]

You know damn well Sanemi mother fucking Shinazugawa would bend over backwards to try and get you to leave the corps. He’ll go about it by any means necessary…

But it didn’t dawn on him until he has your thighs nearly pressed to your chest that he could simply put a baby in you and that would be enough for you to retire.

[sugoi-writes]

Laundry Day, Part 2 - Sanemi x F!Reader

TW: Olfactophilia/osmolagnia not strongly mentioned, but implied. N(s)fw. Mentions of pregnancy that is very brief. Fingering/penetration. Some man handling and degradation if you SQUINT. Intended to be the conclusion of the first part.

A/N I've gotten a lot of sweet comments thank you ;w; lemme know if yall want more, and what characters you want me to write for (KNY mainly). I'm leaving my box open dudbsisjsjsgsjzaj

💗💗💗

"I'm glad... because I've had my eyes on you too, Sanemi..."

The tension that was mounting between the two of you was nearly tipping you over the edge. A smirk had started forming on Sanemi's face, stretching deviously.

"...really now? Haven't noticed..." Your peer teases, his hands going behind his back. He was definitely taunting you.

Before you had the chance to reply or just kiss him already, you hear the sliding door attempt to open. Before you can process it properly, Sanemi has you by your shoulders, and flings you onto your back. You flail as you hit the floor, legs splayed wildly.

You've been pinned down, and his hand goes to fly over your mouth before you can protest. Thank Gods the door is locked... and bless them for allowing you to be trapped under this beast of a man.

"Sanemi-sama! I've come to inform you that dinner will be finished at nightfall!," a small voice chimes. You and Sanemi are familiar, and know it's one of Ubuyashiki's attendants.

Sanemi looks to you, then the door, grunting out," Alright, alright! Be down in a minute!" he retorts hastily.

You can almost sense how low the attendant bows, as a "Very good, sir. Have a great evening," is given in return. After a tense few seconds, the footsteps soften, before completely disappearing.

Once Sanemi knew that no one was in ear shot, he looks back towards you, as if to say something... but his words freeze in his throat.

There you were, layed out before him, your breath ragged. Your eyes had all but glazed over with a familiar haze, one of your legs lifted... leaving very little to his imagination.

Sanemi's eyebrows raise. Huh... he didn't peg you as the type to like being manhandled...

Both of your hands were around his wrist, brows knit with frustration as he muffles your breathy noises. He smirks again, slowly leaning in. What a sight you were for his hungry eyes...

"Right...," Sanemi drawls, his hand uncovering your mouth," I guess you've been waiting long enough..."

The moment Sanemi is connected with you, the heat in your chest, your face, and now your loins, skyrockets. You're surprised at how swift and passionate the kiss is, making your breath desperate and uneven.

You try to push up on your elbows, before you hit the floor again. A trained hand is hooked under your knee, the other pushing down on your shoulder. Your yelp is swallowed in Sanemi's seering kiss, his tongue taking the opportunity the push past your parted lips. He pinned you, again, and you weren't going anywhere.

This was definitely leaning towards the "latter option" you've hoped for...

The two of you part, if only for a few moments, to recollect yourselves. Saliva is swiped away from your lip by a calloused thumb, Sanemi smirking down at you.

You chuckle breathlessly, cocking your head up at him,"... haha.. sorry... it's just weird... not saying that I actually like you... verbally... before all of this started..." You rasp, before Sanemi's brow softens.

You're surprised by a chaste, sweeter kiss to your lips, before his eager smile returns to his face," Don't worry; y'didn't have to," he practically pants out, kissing you quickly again," 'Didn't have to... because your body already told me."

---

You groan as feel Sanemi's bare length grind against you, your head spinning. Hands are squeezing and caressing everything they can for both parties. Nemi's seeing it all. He's LOVING it all. But as a restrained moan leaves him again, he pulls away from your neck, looking directly at you.

"Hey-- hey. Before we get carried away--" Sanemi groans, your kisses assaulting his neck," I need-- ughhnn-- I need to know that you're serious about this!!"

You pause, if only for a moment,"...But Nemi~," you pant out, hands running across his wide back," ...does my body not say it for me...~?" You lightly tease, suckling on a spot you found to be particularly sensitive. This earns you an annoyed, yet pleased grunt. 

Sanemi manipulates you away by tugging a fistful of your hair, making your breath hitch.

"...I know. But THIS is more than just a confession.... I wanna hear you say it." Sanemi says firmly, the grip in your hair just as firm.

You mewl softly, the hair pull making your core tense up," F-Fine... i-- I want you to go... further... please."

Sanemi's eyes have a lilt of mischief to them, as he pulls your hair back more. Now with your neck fully exposed, he goes to litter it with featherlight kisses.

"...good... and if it crosses a line... what's your cue?" You chuckle through a moan, eyes rolling slightly," I'll just say s-stop...?" A harsh tug at your hair tells you that 'stop' isn't good enough.

"F-Fine-- ngggh, I-I'll say... I'll mention the laundry again--," you groan, as Sanemi's assault becomes more passionate. You can feel small bruises developing on your skin from his antics.

"I-If you say laundry, I'll stop immediately, then," Sanemi concludes, before pulling away from your neck. For a moment, the two of you take a chance to sneak glances at each other's bodies, laid bare to one another.

Sanemi's physique was not only impressive, but VERY very tantilizing... you absent-mindedly dig your nails into his back, just to keep him from leaning further away.

Sanemi's breath is airy, a little labored, but his eyes don't leave you for a second. His hands come up to carrass and squeeze your hips as he takes in every curve and scar one more time.

Sanemi looks back to your eyes, the same haziness you saw in the laundry room now reflected in your eyes. And that alone set the message: you were ready.

"...lay back. I'll take it from here...," he commands softly, watching as you lowered yourself onto your back.

By this point, the mound between your legs was practically gushing, but he knew not to get hasty... A single digit comes down to run up your slit, making your toes curl. FINALLY, you thought!

A cautious finger traces your entrance, before circling back up higher to toy with your clit. Your breath hitches before a delicious mewl escapes you, hands falling limp by your head as he teases and helps you relax.

His minstrations, while not long, were able to get you acclimated and well prepared for what would come next. Your mind had became foggy by this point, as you were reeling from the pleasure you were keening for.

You had lost count of the fingers that entered you, until they left your sex. You practically whimpered at the loss.

By the time you had opened your eyes to look at him again, Sanemi was repositioned between your legs, using some if your juices to lube himself up. Your heart skips a beat... you were finding out that you were into A LOT more than you thought tonight...

"Ready for this?," Sanemi says confidently, flashing you a steady, reassuring smile. You swallow hard, a little too excited to see what this Hashira could do.

You nod, your eyes flicking downward. While he certainly was a tease and a scoundrel... he definitely had the cock to match that attitude. You breathe deeply in and out as Sanemi gets himself into position, trying to spread your legs as widely as you could muster.

Sanemi's shoulders come up under both of you legs, hiking them towards your chest. You panic slightly, the position making you flush from embarrassment... but with the look he was giving you, how could you turn down a mating press?

When Sanemi finally enters you, your head lolls back, amazed by the warmth and stretch that felt down below. He makes sure to restrain himself, but even without his full member, you were already feeling fuller.

It wasn't until Sanemi buried himself to the hilt that the both of you exhaled shakily. You noticed that Sanemi's teeth were grit, brows furrowed from holding back. You smile meekly up to him, reaching out to cup his cheek after a few tense moments of stillness.

"...'Nemi...," you coo, his gaze snapping back to your eyes," It's okay. You can move."

And move he did!

Much like the kiss, his pace took you completely by surprise, your arms falling limp again. All you could do was gasp and cry out, his thrusts leaving little else for you to do but take it.

While you knew that this could hurt, especially if you aren't careful... this felt like nothing but pure ecstacy. Your eyes flicker about your peer: his glistening abdomen, and how his muscles rippled with every thrust. The sweat running down his toned, shredded body... Furthermore, how even the muscles in his neck were at work, making sure he was breathing deeply ans properly. Hold habits never die, in battle or in the bedroom...

You feel a hand come up to grab one of your bouncing breasts. Sanemi was squeezing it hastily, before tweaking and pinching your pert nipple. You cry out again, as the stimulation from both your chest and cunt were syncing up. You were mere moments from babbling, the feeling of pleasure building in your core was almost overwhelming you.

This wasn't a small crush. This may have been even more than just lust... this was a feeling that you hoped you'd never lose the memory of.

You whined as Sanemi hammered away at your sex, the angle he struck changing until he finally found the spot that made you squeal.

Your hand races up to cover your mouth, fearful that someone could hear, before it's slapped away. Instead, Sanemi shoves two large fingers into your mouth, grinning like a maniac.

"Th-The only one-- Hah! --that's shutting you up... who CAN shut you up-- rrgghh-- is ME, dammit!"

The tone and delivery has you quaking under Sanemi, your scream of bliss muffled by your partner's fingers. As if to show him what you could do, you begin to lick and suckle on his fingers. You swore you saw his eyelids flutter as he moaned. Oh NOW you're teasing him, he thought.

His pace picks up, the sound of skin slapping skin becoming amplified.

"Y'gonna cum, aren't you??? Gonna come undone because of this cock, huh?!" Sanemi spits, lust and venom dripping from his words. You couldn't even nod as you ground your hips back to meet his thrusts, a particularly wanton moan escaping you. You clamp down around him as he keeps thrusting away.

You made up your mind: If you were going to cum, he was going to, too.

Sanemi curses, his tough-guy facade cracking, as his thrusts become sloppier in your tight hole.

"Sh-Shit-- fuck!! You little--!!!"

You're grinning, still slurping and milking his fingers as if they were his cock. Sanemi's tongue practically dangles out of his mouth, as a mantra of curses and groans leaves him.

He hasn't said your name yet. But when he does, his hand leaves your mouth and latches onto your breast, as if bracing himself.

Your freed mouth is relishing the moment, whimpering and moaning as you feel yourself getting so close to the edge.

"-Nemi! Nemi~" you cry out," Pl-Please--! Ughhn, please!!"

Sanemi's eyes slam open, his resolve almost gone," Gonna-- fuck, I'm gonna-- ugh, you little shit--!"

Right as you spill over the edge, Sanemi pulls out hastily. His hips grind against your thigh before you feel his hot seed coating them in thick ropes. He can't be getting his fellow Hashira pregnant... YET.

You can't tease him about this, as Sanemi's fingers fly back inside your cunt to milk your orgasm for all its worth.

Your hands fly up to push him away, or to make him slow down, but his pursuit of your inner, velvety walls is relentless. You feel tears bubbling up in your eyes, before Sanemi stills his fingers inside you.

He's panting from exhaustion, his head falling against your shoulder," M'bad... ahhn... my bad..." he apologizes, kissing your neck sweetly as he's coming down from his own high. He noticed the overstimulation he was causing you, and had the sense to ease up on you.

You smile weakly, your hands coming up to pat his back," It's-- nnnghh... it's okay, Nemi... I had-- a LOT of fun..."

You hear Sanemi laugh, kissing your neck again before pulling his fingers out of you. You hiss at the emptiness, the soreness starting to settle into your thighs and abdomen. You had climaxed pretty hard just now...

Sanemi, to top things off, wantonly licks his fingers clean, before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I dont... haha... I have NO idea where this is gonna go..." Sanemi admits, grinning blissfully," W-We're... both super busy... and throwing ourselves at danger... but..."

Sanemi leans his forehead against yours, as you bring your hands up to cup his face.

"But Y/N... I think I like where this is going so far...," Sanemi chuckles, the sultry tone in his voice dulling down to a more lighthearted, tender tone.

You practically giggle, pressing your lips to his again, as you close your eyes," M-Me too... me too. Who knew there was this much to laundry day?" You joked, making Sanemi snort.

He sits up, grinning as he notices your current underwear looped around your right ankle," Speaking of which..."

He stands up momentarily, going to fetch something before throwing it at your stomach.

"...you can have these back, I guess," Sanemi says sarcastically. You look to see the underwear he stole is on your chest.

He twirls your most recently stolen pair around his finger, before grinning," But these...? These are mine, now."

You whine, shoving your used underwear off of you," And what should I wear to dinner, then?!," you retort, your face warm from embarrassment.

"Well... if you don't have anything left clean for now... go commando," Sanemi offers, a grin returning to his face," It'll make what we do later easier without them anyway."

Your face explodes with a deep crimson as Sanemi actually laughs, lightly kicking your leg.

"I'm kidding, Im kidding... mostly."

You roll your eyes, sitting up," If we do ANYTHING later... you owe me for taking my underwear!" You quip, standing up shakily. Sanemi goes to steady you, a kiss pressed to your cheek.

"Oh don't worry... I'll definitely make it worth your while."

And yet again, your mind is flooded with possibilities, as the two of you figure out how to make yourselves presentable again.

This was probably the most productive Hashira meeting you've had in a LONG time... and hopefully, it won't be your last.