#sanemi x reader smut

[doumadono]

I am a "simper" creature :3

I fall for Sanemi... EKHEM

Sooooo.... I would like to request a SMUT fic with him.

The reader is smaller and weaker, and it seems like he doesn't like her because of that. He is all annoyed and angry... BUUUT... It turns out he simply WANTS her... JUST GIBE ME A SMUT PLS!

Warnings: smut w/o plot, dom!Sanemi, possessive Sanemi, a bit of dirty talking Synopsis: because Shinazugawa-dono appears to have a problem with your every move, you're quite reluctant when tasked with changing sheets in all the Hashiras' rooms, particularly the Wind Hashira's room

DEMON SLAYER MASTERLIST

In the Ubuyashiki mansion, amidst the clanging swords of Hashiras who were training, mastering their skills, and rushing footsteps of other demon slayers, you lived a life of humble servitude. A small, delicate figure, you were often overlooked, except by one: Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira. You worked tirelessly around the Ubuyashiki mansion. Your duties were humble, but essential.

His gruff demeanor and constant irritation with your presence made you wary of him, always trying to avoid his scathing gaze and harsh words. The powerful demon slayer seemed to take issue with your every breath.

One day, as you were cleaning the corridors, Sanemi stormed past, his purple eyes narrowing at the sight of you. "What are you doing here?" he growled, his voice echoing off the walls.

You stuttered an apology, your heart pounding in your chest, and hurried away.

Days turned into weeks, and each encounter with Sanemi left you more flustered than the last. You couldn't understand why he seemed so agitated around you.

Occasionally, you mustered the courage to glance in his direction, marveling at his imposing presence. Yet, whenever he caught you looking, you swiftly averted your gaze.

One fateful night, you were assigned to clean the Hashira rooms. As you approached Sanemi's door, your heart pounded in your chest. You knocked once, twice, but there was no response. You took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, and you could hear the soft rustling of fabric.

Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close. "What are you doing in my room?" Sanemi's breath was hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You gasped, your heart racing, as his other hand was placed to your hip.

"I don't recall granting you permission to enter my chamber," he snarled from behind, causing you to stiffen.

All you could manage was a hard swallow as you desperately sought a suitable apology. "Sanemi-sama, I apologize for the intrusion, but I received orders to change the sheets in all the Hashiras' rooms," you explained, gasping slightly. His hot breath brushed against the nape of your neck as he pushed your hair to your shoulder.

He spoon you around, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. The roughness of his palm against your soft skin left a burning sensation in its wake, and you gasped yet again. His muscular frame towered over you, and his strength was evident in every slightest movement of his. "Why are you always looking at me?" he growled, his voice deep and rumbling.

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest. "I can't help it," you whispered, your voice barely audible as you lowered your gaze. "You're… you're just so strong, Shinazugawa-dono."

His eyes narrowed, and for a moment, you thought he would lash out at you. Instead, he stepped even closer, sizing your chin so you looked into his purple irises again, his gaze never leaving yours. "You think that's all I am?" he asked, his voice softer than before.

You shook your head, your breath hitching in your throat. "No, I… I don't. I just… I can't help but admire you, Sanemi-san."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear. "Is that so?" he murmured, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "Then perhaps it's time I showed you just how strong I can be."

Sanemi's strong arm encircled your waist, pulling you close. His lips found yours in a heated kiss, a fire igniting between you. His breath was hot against your skin as the kiss broke, his scent intoxicating. "I saw every glance you sent my way," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble.

His words sent a shiver down your spine, your heart pounding in your chest. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, his desire palpable. He traced his fingers down your arm, sending goosebumps rising on your skin, before he moved them to the hem of your shirt, slowly lifting it over your head.

And you never protested.

His eyes drank you in, his gaze hungry as he admired your bare skin and the curves of your breasts still covered with white bra, his rough fingertips traced down your exposed shoulders and moved to rest on your waist.

Logical reasoning abandoned you in a heartbeat when the Wind Hashira touched you like that. It was against all reason, yet it felt undeniably right at the moment. You let out a soft moan, your hands reaching for him, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.

"Oh, Y/N, look at ya," Sanemi chuckled darkly. He helped you, discarding his crips white shirt in haste. His muscles rippled under your fingertips, his skin hot to the touch. He kissed you again, his tongue darting into your mouth as his hand found the clasp of your bra, freeing you from its confines with ease and expertise.

He led you to his bed, his eyes never leaving yours. He pushed you down gently, his body covering yours. His clothed cock pressed against your thigh, undeniably hard and ready. He trailed kisses down your neck, his hands exploring all the curves of your body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

You gasped quietly.

His hand slid down your body, his fingers finding the hem of your dress and pushing it up. His fingers found your clit instantly.

You gasped again, your back arching off the bed as he circled it, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. He slid a finger inside you, his thumb continuing to work your clit.

You could feel yourself growing wetter, your body begging for more. "Sinazugawa-dono…"

"Call me Sanemi already. Done this enough by now, so enough with the formalities, especially when I' fingering your pretty, tight cunt." Sanemi grinned agains your inner thigh, watching how your cunt sucked his finger deeper inside. "Well, Y/N, I would never have assumed that you're such a needy little thing," he cooed.

The scent of his sandalwood cologne hung heavy in the air as Sanemi leaned over you, whilst his fingers were expertly exploring your cunny.

A soft moan escaped your lips, a testament to the pleasure that coursed through your veins.

His touch was skilled, each caress sending waves of ecstasy crashing against your shore. He leaned forward and claimed your lips, scissoring his thick fingers within your pussy, making your legs tramble.

Sanemi's bedsheets bore the evidence of his own desire. His hips moved in rhythm with his fingers, the friction against the sheets a feeble attempt to sate the burning need within him. His hakama pants, once a symbol of his discipline, now served as a prison for his arousal, the bulge unbearable, and you couldn't help yourself but lick your lips at the sight.

Seeing his plight, you reached out, your hands trembling with anticipation. Fumbling with the belt that held his pants in place, you dared to look directly into his eyes.

Sanemi's eyes met yours, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear, "Do you want to help me, doll?"

You nodded, your breath hitching as you finally managed to undo the belt. With a swift movement, you pulled down his hakama, revealing the object of your desire. Sanemi's cock stood proud, straining against the fabric of his underwear, and when his fingers pushed into you again, you felt how wet you became.

With a swift motion, he pushed his underwear down, releasing his throbbing member. It stood proudly against his toned abdomen, already twitching with anticipation.

You watched, your eyes dark with desire, as Sanemi took his fingers out of you and licked them, humming at the taste of your arousal. His eyes never left yours as he plunged his fingers back into you, fucking you with a rapid rhythm.

"Aaah," you moaned, your voice barely above a whisper. "Sanemi…"

His name spoken in your soft tone was like a siren's call, pulling him deeper into his game of lust. He pulled his fingers out again, coated in your slick wetness, and used it to jerk his dick a few times. His eyes, dark and intense, never left yours. He looked at you like a predator would eye its prey, and you found yourself wanting nothing more than to surrender to him.

Sanemi quickly tugged your dress down your legs. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the soft fabric of your panties. With a single, swift motion, he pulled them down too, leaving you completely exposed to his gaze. "Fuck, Y/N, you're beautiful," the scarred man commented, grinning.

"Sanemi," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the sound of your own ragged breathing.

"Say my name again," he demanded, his fingers teasing your clit again. "Say it like you mean it."

"Sanemi," you moaned, your back arching as he plunged a finger inside you again; his cock twitched and a single pearl of pre-cum appeared on its slit.

"Just like that," he praised, smirking at you. "You're mine."

You opened your mouth to protest, but his lips crashed against yours, silencing any objection you might have had.

His kiss was possessive, his tongue claiming your mouth with a ferocity that made your knees weak. Sanemi positioned himself between your legs, his cock nudging at your slick entrance. He looked into your eyes, his gaze possessive. "You're mine," he repeated, before he thrust into you.

Your breath hitched in your throat as he filled you, his cock stretching you deliciously. He was big, bigger than you had ever imagined, and you moaned in pleasure as he filled you to the brim.

He began to move, his thrusts deep and powerful, his heavy balls hitting your slit with each thrust.

You cried out, your nails digging into his back as he began to fuck your pussy.

You could feel every inch of him, your body responding to his touch. You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him on. "Harder," you gasped, your body aching for release.

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more frenzied. "You're so small, so tight," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. "I could lose myself in you."

You moaned in agreement, your body moving in perfect rhythm with his. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, mingling with your moans and cries of pleasure. "Yes, right there," you cried out, as his tip hit that perfect spongy spot. Your pussy was painfully stretched, but you didn't mind.

Each thrust was a testament to Sanemi's strength, his pace fast and hard, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your veins.

But Sanemi wanted more, his lust insatiable. His voice, a deep rumble, commanded you to wrap your legs tightly around his waist. With ease, he lifted you, his cock nestled comfortably in your tight cunt, a perfect union of bodies as he got up from his bed.

You clung to him, your fingers digging into his broad , scarred shoulders, your breath hitching as he began to fuck you while standing. Each thrust was a display of dominance, his cock hitting all of your sweet spots with precision. His pace quickening, his cock moving within you with a fervor that left you gasping for air.

The scent of sex hung heavy in the air.

"Faster," you begged, your nails digging into his shoulders. "Faster, Sanemi."

Sanemi's grip on your waist tightened as he fucked you, his movements fast and brutal. Each drive sent a jolt of pleasure through your body, your moans growing louder with each passing moment. His free hand reached up, tangling in your hair as he pulled your head back, exposing your neck to his lips. His teeth grazed your skin, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat. "Mine, mine!" Sinazugawa growled like a wild animal.

The man easily tossed you up and down his fat cock as he continued with forceful, quick pace.

"I'm going to cum," you whispered, your body trembling on the edge of ecstasy. "Oh my Lord, I'm going to cum!"

"Do it," he growled, his fingers digging into the meat of your ass as he pounded up in your cunt. "Cum for me, little Y/N."

And you exploded around him, your body shaking in pleasure as your pussy clamped around his throbbing member. Instinctively, you slipped your hand into his snow-white hair, pulling the spiky strands.

He followed you over the edge, his cock pulsing inside you as he filled you with his cum.

Yet he continued to thrust into you, his movements growing more erratic.

You could feel your second orgasm building, your body tense with anticipation. "Sanemi," you gasped, as you felt yourself tip over the edge. Your body shook with pleasure, your muscles clenching around him as he lay you down on his mattress again, thrusting deeper in your wetness, hooking your legs over his shoulders to change the angle.

He followed soon after, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he found his own release for the second time, milking your clenching, drenched walls with his thick cum. He collapsed on top of you, his breath hot against your neck. "Mine," he murmured again, his voice soft and content.

Slwoly, he withdrew his dick out of your pussy. He watched with a mixture of awe and pride as his release poured out of you, dripping down your slit and onto his sheets. A satisfied grin spread across his face, his eyes still locked onto yours. "Fuck, what a mess," he mused, and your cheeks flushed.

"I apologize," you whispered, but your words were sealed with the kiss he bestowed upon you – a kiss that proved to be the softest you had ever experienced in your life.

Sanemi rose, seemingly unfazed by his nakedness, and reached for some sheets from the bed to clean his cock, covered in your mixed releases. Throughout, his gaze remained locked with yours. After throwing the sheet onto the wooden floor, he proceeded to put on his hakama pants. "It seems you've arrived just in time to change my sheets to fresh ones, Y/N."

additional tag: @mrskokushibo - because I know you like Sanemi

[instant-delusions]

.·:*¨༺𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔦

wind pillar || shinazugawa sanemi × f! reader

cw! - sanemi behavior, smut (public sex, degradation, unprotected sex)

requests : open

nsfw under the cut

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green fields, red roofs, a little path leading into a forest. little girls wearing cream colored yukatas while walking hand in hand, chatting happily. those little scenes pass you by quickly, as you sat next to shinazugawa sanemi on the infamous mugen train. it was quiet and empty, probably because of everything that happened here before.

ten minutes ago, sanemi and you boarded mugen train for a mission all the way in niigata prefecture. a snowy, mountainous region, which means excruciating work for your body. niigata - that's a long, three hour ride - obviously, you instantly claimed the window seat of your booth and with an exaggerated sigh, the pillar sat next to you, reading through some details of your mission. and since then, it's been unbearably quiet.

you met sanemi six months ago - mitsuri dragged you along to one of the hashiras drinking parties. obviously, she noticed you eyeing the wind hashira with a blush and instantly pulled you into the women's bathroom. "sanemi?" she sqeaked with a quick twirl, it's no use denying, so you nodded with a bashful smile. quickly, she filled you into his relationship status and gave you a brief overview of his character, "he's a challenge, (y/n). you're gonna love it, though, I know your type, he's that... times a million." with a new-found confidence, (after two peptalks from your friend), you downed another sake shot and made your way over to sanemi, who stood outside, smoking a kiseru.

"that's impressive" you commented, after he puffed out the smoke in a circle. watching it disintegrate into the night, he spoke "it's nothing. my dad, that wretched bastard, could do jellyfishes." turning to look at you, he gave you a lopsided grin. "don't have a good relationship with your dad?" you asked. that question painted the rest of the night, both of you drunkenly talking about your parents for hours, refusing to leave the inn.

the train stopped at the first station of your trip, thirty minutes have passed. you watched as the only other person in your wagon left and nobody else entered. "so it's just us two, huh?" you said, looking at sanemi with a slight twinkle in your eyes. he looked back, watching you blink seductively, and sighed, "what the fuck are you implying, (y/n)?". leaning back, he studied you, waiting for one of your annoying replies. "I'm just saying..." you started, voice barely above a whisper, trailing a vein on his muscular arm, "nobody else is here." you purred into his ear. quickly, you pulled away and turned your attention back to the scenery outside, "not like your would do it here" you added, waiting for him to snap. sighing, he shuffled closer to you, grabbing your waist, "you really think I won't fuck you on this train, bitch? I'd have you bouncing on my cock at the imperial palace, I don't give a shit." sanemi lifted you onto his lap, so you could feel his hardening cock pulsing beneath you, "bet you'd like that, whore, hm?" he pressed, you kept your lips shut, just slightly grinding against his dick with soft rolls of your hips. impatient, he grabbed your face, lowering you dangerously close to his lips, "I asked you a fucking question." you could feel the air of his words blowing against your mouth. "yes" you said, immediately pressing your lips against his. nibbling on his lower lip, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing him closer to you. slowly, he pressed his tongue through your lips, intertwining it with yours, as he moved his hands from your thighs to flip your skirt over, revealing your soaked underwear. "fuck" he rasped, you could feel his dick twitching through his pants.

as you busied yourself undoing his belt, sanemi peeked outside. fortunately, he couldn't see the next station, but decided to hurry anyway. "quick", he whispered hotly against your ear as you freed his fat, pulsing cock. you spit into your hand and began to jerk his girth, watching pre drip down, as he pushed your panties to the side, burying two of his fingers inside your wet pussy. instantly, he pressed his other hand over your mouth to muffle your moans and pulled his fingers, coated in your juices, out. "sit down, pretty girl." sanemi insisted and you wasted no time, navigating his cock to your pussy. feeling his head against your entrance, you sank down, biting one of his fingers to muffle your shout. although you're soaked, the stretch burned ; he filled you to the brim and you were sure he'd penetrate your cervix before your ass even met his balls. impatiently, sanemi pressed his hips up, to bury himself completely in the ecstacy that is your pussy. he wasted no time and started thrusting quickly, the noise echoed obscenely against the walls of the train, mixing with the rattling against rails. quickly, he found your clit, rubbing it in circles, while watching your tits bounce at his brutal pace. your juices dripped down his balls, onto the seat, while you drooled against his hand. as your pussy clenched and pulsed against his dick, your thighs started to tremble and your back arched deliciously, you felt like you were falling down, before an unearthly orgasm hit you. feeling the way your pussy spasmed, sanemi rasped curses under his breath and with a few, messy, thrusts, he spilled his warm, sticky cum deep inside you.

"tickets, please!" the conducter shouted as he entered your wagon. both of your hair was messy and you opened the window to get rid of the smell, although the wind was icy. you're so glad you packed double the amount of panties you usually would.

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↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ : giyuu x reader smut ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ

[redr0sewrites]

Practice~

the long awaited "riding sanemi's abs" WIP lmao!!!

🥀Summary: Reader is inexperienced with riding dick, so Sanemi teaches her to ride his abs first...

🥀Cw: smut, reader is afab, ab riding, dry humping, dirty talk, one use of the word master towards the end, etc-

🥀minors dni

"What?!" Sanemi choked on his drink, crashing the glass down onto the table in front of him and causing you to startle. "You're seriously telling me you've never rode dick before?" You flushed at his bold question, looking around to make sure nobody heard your lovers' comment. "Yes! Is that not what i just said? And keep it down, will you? I don't want the entire bar to know im inexperienced!" You hiss, watching as Sanemi's mouth spreads in a shit-eating grin.

"You have have to be fucking with me, a pretty doll like you has never gotten the chance to ride? Fuck this, we're going home now," he immediately pulled out his wallet, rifling through photos of the both of you and placing a sum of cash on the countertop.

"Hey!" You squeak, gasping when Sanemi hooks your arm through his and leads you through the swarm of people towards the door. "You- Sanemi! We can't just leave!"

"Why not? I think we have some more important things to do, hm?" You curse under your breath as Sanemi drags you out into the cold night air. You watch as the bar fades behind you, and you subconsciously lean in closer to your boyfriend, inhaling the delicious scent of his cologne. A rush of wind makes you shiver, and Sanemi rid himself of his haori, wrapping it around your shoulders. "Don't catch a cold," he murmurs, gently placing a rough hand on your back as he hurries down the street.

You and Sanemi had only been together for a few months, yet you already felt safe with him. As you turned off of the main road and up towards his estate, Sanemi's thumb began to trace soft circles through your clothing and onto your back. "We're almost home~" he whispers in your ear, and your stomach flips. "I- Nemi, I don't think I should ride you just yet.." Sanemi pauses in the middle of the pathway and pulls you close. "I won't make you do anything you're not comfortable with, but may i ask why?"

Another harsh wind makes you shiver, leaning closer to his face until both of your noses are almost touching. "I've just never done this before, and i need practice.. I don't want to go all the way home only to disappoint you..." Sanemi studies your face carefully, one hand cupping your face while the other wrapped around your lower back. "You could never disappoint me baby, ya hear? Besides, theres other things to ride than my dick," he smirked, relishing in your shocked expression. "Wanna ride my abs first?"

You blink, taking in his request. "Is that even possible?"

"Sure is. And, with enough practice, you can ride my cock next~" Heat pooled in your core at his words, and you nodded. Sanemi laughed, the both of you hurrying down the path.

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Sanemi fumbled with the door, and the second the both of you were inside he pressed the both of you against the wall. "Keep this on," he murmured in your hear, tugging his haori that still rested on your shoulders. You nod slowly, wrapping your legs around his torso as he presses shameful kisses to your neck. "Bed?" You question softly, and Sanemi grins, picking you up and bringing you to the bedroom. You gasp as your back hits the mattress, and Sanemi crawls on top of you. Instinctivel, your legs wrap around his waist, buckling your hips up against his and Sanemi tuts disapprovingly.

"Your in control tonight, mmkay? Whatever you say goes, doll. If you feel uncomfortable at any point just let me know. Do you remember the safeword?" You nod, and Sanemi grins, rubbing your thighs reassuringly. He pulls his own shirt off, tossing aside and revealing his toned chess. You couldn't help but stare, your eyes wandering to the toned abs and thin white happy trail just above the waistline of his pants, and then just a but lower...

"Don't get too ambitious," Sanemi cooed, pulling your own shirt of your head so your top half was bare, except for the haori you had donned earlier. His rough hands hooked under the waist of your pants and underwear. Sanemi looked up at you questioningly, and you nodded. In one swift movement, he pulled down your bottoms, leaving you bare. You squirmed under his intense gaze, and he leans down, breath fanning over your wet cunt. Your hips jolt upwards, but steady hands pin them down. You pout and Sanemi smirks, delivering a soft slap to your clit and making you squeal. Grinning, he flips himself over onto his back, dragging you so that your straddling his stomach. Testing the waters, you squirm, grinding down slowly against his abdomen as his hands fondled your ass. You begin to move in a steady pace, circling your hips over his toned muscles and scars as he admired you from below. Sanemi thought you looked absolutely delectable like this, face flushed as you bit down on your lip in determination.

"Yea, just like that baby. You're a natural~" He praised, encouraging you to rock against him more. You leaned forward, steadying yourself on his chest and grinding down again. His toned muscles rippled beneath your soaked pussy, your folds fluttering and sliding over his firm abdomen as pleasure clouded your mind. Sanemi flexed his abs and you let out a loud moan as your clit rocked against his stomach, lurching forward as your pace increased.

The sight of Sanemi spread out below you, hair tousled and chest heaving only made you feel even more wet. A pink hue dusted his cheeks and ears, and sweat dripped between his toned chest. The haori- his haori kept brushing against your skin, only enhancing your pleasure as Sanemi kneaded your ass. You let out a mewl of pain as he delivered a soft slap to the flesh of your ass, your juices soaking his abs even more as the sticky fluids only aided you in grinding against him.

Soft squelching filled the room as you moaned louder and louder, hips grinding faster as you throw your head back in pleasure. Sanemi's rough hands find purchase on your hips, helping you rut against him as his abs flex below you.

"Think ya can take my cock next?" Sanemi smirked below you, arching his back and making you mewl in pleasure as his toned muscles rubbed against your clit. "Shit," he groaned, one hand moving to rub slow circles on your pearl as the coil in your stomach tightened. "Your fucking soaked, doll. Gonna cum on me, yeah? Like a bitch in heat?"

"P-please!" Tears prickled your lashline as you felt your release building slowly. Your cunt fluttered with every thrust of your hips, and Sanemi began to geind upwards, enhancing your pleasure even more. You could feel his cock straining through his pants and pressing against your ass, his arousal only spurring you on.

"m' so close Nemi, ple- anghh, please, i needa- im gonna cum, fuuuckngh-" you mewled, hips rolling desperately as you climax rippled through you. Sanemi's thumb continued circling your clit as you rode out your high, juices squirting across his stomach. You collapsed forward against his chest, panting as your cunt spasmed in pleasure for a few more seconds.

Sanemi brushed the hair out of your face and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "You did so well for me dolly, so, so well for your master." You whimpered in reply, squirming in your own slick as you buried your head into the crook of his neck. "I made a mess through.." you whisper, taking one of his hands from your hip and bringing it to rest over the sticky juices coating his stomach. Wordlessly he scooped up some onto his fingers and brought them to his lips, licking them clean instantly. Sanemi moaned at your taste, and scooped up some more, bringing it to your own lips. "Fuck baby, you squirted all over me. We have to do that again~"

might do a part 2 w sanemi teaching reader to actually ride his dick if this does well~ ALSO SORRY FOR POSTING THIS SO LATE AT NIGHT LMFAO I GOT HORNY

[suyacho]

heart to heart // sanemi shinazugawa

something about seeing you pregnant & all dressed up gets sanemi feral, he just can’t keep his hands off you, even if you have plans.

click here to be tagged in my next work :)

content warnings: ageless blogs/minors dni - fem!reader - pregnancy mentions & pregnancy sex - reader in a dress - unprotected sex - sweet/intimate sex - handjob - slight praise - a bit of teasing - nicknames - not beta read its 4am lol

note: happy late mothers day, i spent more time on the banner than i did on the fic (/j) because i had a specific idea and now its no longer mothers day but hey, fuck it we ball

“Stop teasing me or just fuck me, we’re going to be late baby.” you mumbled, crossing your arms and glaring at your lover who had been kissing and feeling you up for the past 30 minutes, leaving you hot & bothered and also sexually frustrated.  

“That’s my girl, I’ll be quick I promise.” Sanemi smirked, gently pushing you on your back, hovering over you and taking in his view. How could he not? Especially when you got all pretty and dressed up, showing off your small baby bump, the pregnancy glow practically shining through, making him go feral.

“Mhm Nemi, hurry up.” you whined, moving your dress up a bit & spreading your legs, giving him easier access. “Oh baby… you’re already drenched, were you that desperate?” he fake pitied you, referring to the damp spot on your panties as he teasingly rubbed you through the fabric. 

“You’re so mean, Nemi.” you whined a bit, being desperate to be touched, to feel anything in general. “You love me.” Sanemi smirked, pulling your panties down just enough to slide in easily. Quickly, he got rid of most of his clothes, spitting on his cock as lube after and giving his hard member a few pumps before lining up with your entrance. 

“I bet I can just slide in, can’t I baby?” “You’ve taken this cock so many times after all.”

“Well then just do it, we’re in a hurry.” you told him sternly, only for him to laugh as he teased you with his tip. “Easy baby, easy.” Sanemi hushed you, slowly pushing in inch by inch, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers in the process.

“You’re so fucking breathtaking.” Sanemi groaned, giving you a second to adjust while he looked down at you, looking at you with all the love & lust in the world. Sanemi just absolutely loved how you looked when pregnant, your small bump, your stretch marks, your chest getting slightly bigger, all of it being a result and a reminder of yet another creation of you two. His huge breeding kink played hand in hand with it, that probably being the reason that this was your third kid on the way.

“Even when I’m like t-this?” you questioned, a moan slipping out mid sentence as Sanemi slowly started moving, not giving you a chance to properly say it. “Always and forever.” he mumbled between kisses, resting his forehead against yours afterwards.

A small giggle left your lips as you closed your eyes, enjoying the moment and allowing yourself to get lost in pleasure as you squeezed his hand. You were so lucky to get a sweet and caring boyfriend like him, even though his attitude was something else to deal with, he had this sweet & loving side to him, one you’d never trade for anything in the world.

“I love you.” Sanemi groaned, burying his face into your neck as he picked up his pace a bit more, trying his back to hold back and not to be too rough. Even though all he wanted to do was fuck you hard & rough, get you dumb on his cock, he couldn’t, at least not right now. He never dared to be too rough with you through your pregnancies, he put your pleasure before his, because seeing you feeling good was more than enough for him to get off too.

“Mhm— I love you too.” you smiled, running your hand through his hair as he left kisses on your neck, sucking & licking on some spots, leaving behind his mark, making you moan into his ear and pull on his hair.

“Like it when I mark you up, don’t you?” Sanemi mumbled against your neck, the sound of skin slapping against each other filling the room as he fucked into you at a languid pace, his tip kissing your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars. 

You were extremely sensitive and needy the past few days, so sensitive that you easily came and lost yourself in pleasure, leaving you yearning for your husband’s touch. Lucky for you, he didn’t mind it at all and was there to tend your needs at all times.

“You k-know I do.” you whimpered, bucking your hips up for more friction, only for Sanemi to hold you back.  “Relax my love.” he told you sweetly, pampering you in kisses while his hand slid between your legs and he gently started to rub your clit, never slowing down his movements in the process.

“Just lay down and enjoy yourself— fuck.” “Just let me do the work alright?”

All you could do was nod desperately and grab onto his back, slightly digging your nails in as you moaned and blabbered on about how good he was making you feel and how you wanted more.

You were just like putty in his hands, ice that was melting under his warm touch. Sanemi knew your body like the back of his hand after all.

“R-Right there, don’t stop, please.” you begged, your legs slightly trembling as you felt that familiar knot. “Good girl, go ahead and cum for me whenever you’re ready.” Sanemi whispered into your ear, his thrusts becoming a bit rougher while he continued rubbing your clit, knowing from the way your body reacted, you were ready to snap at any given moment. 

That was all you needed to hear before you released around him, crying out his name and holding onto him for support as your orgasm came crashing down. “There you go, that’s my girl.” Sanemi praised you, helping you through your high, ignoring his own needs, placing sweet kisses on your cheeks.

“T-Thank you Nemi.” you smiled at him, catching your breath as you ran your hands through his hair, relaxing after a moment until you realized something. “Baby?” you asked sweetly, breathe still a bit shaky from your orgasm.

“Yes?” Sanemi answered, looking at you as he slowly pulled out, leaving you both gasping. “You didn’t cum, did you?” you continued, stroking his sides gently while locking eyes with his, knowing he couldn’t lie to you.

“It’s alright— you enjoyed yourself didn’t you?” Sanemi reassured you, laying down next to you happily and you shook your head. “I did but still…” you mumbled, hand trailing down his chest, slightly teasing his length before wrapping your fingers around it after, starting to pump up and down. 

“You’re still rock hard baby, I wanna see you cum.” you pouted a bit, looking at his tinted cheeks as you continued, picking up your pace as he became more vocal with each passing second.  “Baby… i-it’s ok.” Sanemi tried to convince you, cock twitching in your hands after, ruining his plans. You knew he was close, it was only a matter of time.

“Stop being so stubborn and cum, cum for me baby.” you whispered into his ear, giggling a bit when he desperately fucked into your fist, releasing all over your hand and his chest seconds later. “There you go.” you smirked, helping him through his high and licking your fingers clean after while maintaining eye contact with him.

“We’re so late aren’t we.” Sanemi breathed out, pulling you in a needy kiss after catching his breath, not giving you a chance to reply. He groaned a bit when tasting himself on your tongue, gently placing his hands on your sides.

“And who’s fault is that?” you frowned, pulling back before he could deepen the kiss. “Well— you looked too good, I couldn’t help myself.” Sanemi shrugged and you playfully slapped him, rolling your eyes after.

“You’re a fucking idiot.” you laughed, being pampered in kisses by him once again. Sanemi was all giddy, smiling from ear to ear as he placed kisses all over your body, lastly on your little baby bump, looking up at you with a big smile.

“Happy mother’s day mama.”

networks: @tokyometronetwork​​

[mamayan]

I’m 26 just shy as fuck with using my blog for asks, but I will literally owe you my life for Sanemi yobai if you ever feel like doing it.

I don’t need your life nonnie, fear not! I will be taking your soul though Your ask will be answered! Except, Sanemi is such a stubborn baby, and due to this, his potential sweetheart will be the one who needs to initiate… deeper relations.

★彡Yobai☆彡

Sanemi Shinazugawa x Fem! Reader

Yobai “Night Crawling”

The pre-Meiji Era practice of slipping into a consenting woman’s room at night for sexual relations or even courtship.

Synopsis: Your sweetheart, Sanemi, won’t open his heart further out of fear for your safety. His efforts to protect you ultimately pushing you away. You set the record straight.

CW: NSFW • FLUFF • Virgin! Sanemi • Creampie • Oral (F)

Read Kyojuro Rengoku’s Yobai story here!

The Shinazugawa estate lays ahead in the distance, the night nearly swallowing it within it’s starless sky. You raise your chilled fingers to your lips to blow quickly dissipating warmth, feet shuffling through the ankle deep snow. The streets are silent, even the wind still. The world a mixture of purity and loneliness around you. You glance around, doors tightly shut, the inhabitants likely all asleep. Leaving you utterly alone with only a stubborn resolve clenched in your heart.

“You need to leave.”

“Sanemi—,”

“Please…” how could you do anything else? His hands shaking as he fists them at his side, his head turned as if even looking at you would crack his resolve. He wouldn’t let you speak the words, the sentence you’ve both been aching to utter to one another for months now.

I love you.

It was left unsaid. How could you not feel defeated? You regretted walking away, not turning around and grabbing him, screaming to the world how you truly felt. That the big bad Hashira, the respected Wind Pillar, Sanemi Shinazugawa, held your heart in it’s entirety. You’ve watched and waited for months, never pushing, always resilient, but it was getting you nowhere. If his own younger brother couldn’t reach him, what were you capable of? What did you have that could crack his resolve, make him give in, to be happy for once. Selfish. Even just a little.

You stare up at the wide gates, the entrance to his home tightly closed. You were no demon slayer, no professional, but you’d scraped your knees enough as a child to handle scaling his walls with the help of a nearby tree.

Your heart beat a mile a minute, palms sweaty despite the freezing cold, as you slowly made your way to his front door.

You sent a silent prayer it was unlocked like you assumed.

It was. The doors push open and you’re quick to slip inside the warm walls and push the cold back out. It’s still and quiet inside as well, but it was the middle of the night and you knew Sanemi kept himself on a strict routine. You briefly frown, the thought of him all alone within such a large house. Your resolve further solidifies, your own anxiety and fear nothing to compared to his suffering and pain. You didn’t foolishly believe you’d cure anything, your presence wouldn’t return anyone lost, but if he could just live for himself… even just a little, didn’t that count for something? You vowed you’d do all within your power to make him happy.

You slip your shoes shoes off, not wishing to track the soaked snow ridden things onto the clean floors.

Softly padding down the hall, you used your memory to find his room. Only once coming close to the space, a moment he’d smashed with his own hands, when you’d nearly kissed that day.

It didn’t matter. Not tonight.

He’d either fully reject you, tell you he doesn’t want you, and nothing about safety or whatever excuse he’s dared to already use. He’d reject you or… he’d take you.

You knew the secret rendezvous lovers this day and age participated in. Night crawling a popular and relatively safe way to find compatible marriage partners without harming reputation.

Though… you grimace, reminded how it’s normally the man’s position to initiate…

You shake it off. Sanemi not the sort of man to act on such desires. His self control nearly masochistic.

Creeping closer, your hand softly touches the shoji door separating his sleep space. It opened silently, your relief palpable as you run over the scenario you’ve created in your mind for how this might play out. His reactions and words already mapped so you can reply and retort strongly to make your case.

Except your mind goes completely blank when you fully open the door only to be greeted with a full katana only an inch from your face.

“Hck!” It’s a choked noise which escapes you, your quick retreat causing you to land on your bottom as you look up into the intense dark amethyst gaze of a scared white haired man. His hair more tousled and fluffy than usual, his loose yukata hardly on his imposing frame, more skin exposed than covered.

His brows furrow, a twitch to his eye as veins visibly throb around his temple.

“You better have a damn good reason,” his irritation clearly displayed as he glares down at you. “For showing up in the middle of the night, in winter for fucks sake!” His sword is sheathed and set aside as he stomps towards you, wrapping a large palm around your bicep and pulling you rather gently to your feet. His threatening display and looming figure over you juxtaposed to his soft handling of your body.

Strike one.

“I love you.” His eyes can’t widen any further.

“Sanemi, I love you, I’ve loved you for—,” he cuts you off. Stubborn man he is.

“Stop! You don’t know what you’re saying, you need to go home.” His face turns away from you, but the moonlight shining from the hall onto you both illuminates the pink tint his skin has taken. He’s furiously blushing.

Strike two.

“I know exactly what I’m saying. I love you Sanemi Shinazugawa, I want to be yours.”

He’s nearly choking at your words, looking visibly startled and insulted.

“Do you even know what you’re saying idiot?!” He’s making himself angrier, believing you don’t truly understand what you’re implying. You stand unwavering before him though.

The tall young man at a loss of how to handle this entire situation delicately. He couldn’t toss you out, it’s the middle of winter, and you lived no where close to him. How you even made it here so thinly dressed causes another vein to nearly burst at your carelessness.

“I’m going to get some blankets, you can stay on the other side of the house tonight—“

“No!” The furrow of your brows and cute pouty display of stomping your foot had him pausing, flushing even deeper and becoming even more furious if possible.

“Hah?” If his face could twist any further, you’d wonder if he sucked on a lemon.

“I want to sleep with you.”

“W-what?” For all he’s worth, Sanemi is not an experienced man. No, in the end, he’s still a hot blooded young man, and he’s easy prey to the charms of the woman he loves claiming to want to share his bed.

Strike three.

You didn’t hesitate anymore. Despite Sanemi being bigger and physically much more powerful than you, he let himself be manhandled by you. Your soft hands touching his bare chest enough to make him tremble, so he was truly unable to fight as you pushed him further into his own room and shove him down onto his bed.

He’s dumbfounded, looking up at you now, your pretty face set serious as you start fumbling with your clothes.

He reacts late, realizing you’re stripping. For him. In his room. In his fucking bed.

His voice is weak, pathetic really.

“S-stop, please,” he has to stop just to swallow, breathing shallow as your smooth skin becomes bare for his eyes. He can only wet his dry lips as you let your robes slip, his room illuminated from the hall, your curves nearly all visible. A thin band of fabric over your chest.

“We-no, w-wait—,” really, it’s got none of his usual gusto behind it. You’re made to move on him, and he acts as helpless as kitten as you straddle him, pressing yourself so close he’s reeling with panic and arousal. Hands twitching just before your waist, unsure if he wants to give in and pull you closer or stop this madness like he should.

You don’t let him debate further. Hands cupping his scared cheeks, before you lean in to press your lips against his.

The kiss is stiff, only you kissing him as he sits below you frozen.

It’s not until you tentatively let your tongue slip out to lick the seam of his lips that he snaps.

You’re flipped, landing cushioned by the bed beneath you, as Sanemi stares down at you. Wide eyes staring at you for only a moment before he’s crashing his lips against your own passionately now. Softening and molding them to you, so needy and sweet you open your mouth, his tongue entering and warming your body up as your arousal spikes.

His form is still shaking, muscles flexing and seeming strained as he kisses you like he’ll never get the chance again. He seems to melt as you wrap your arms around around his neck, pulling him closer as he drops to his elbows, letting a little weight rest on you. He tastes sweet, you can’t help but note. Nearly as sweet as he smells.

You’re both forced to break for air, panting as you look into his half lidded gaze, his facial expression more lax.

“I love you,” you whisper it against his lips, his reaction visceral as he finally digs his hands into you, gripping your hips tight as he groans. You giggle, letting your own hands wander as he bows his head to rest on your soft chest. You’re reminded of a cat as he lets his cheek rub against your breast, his eyes closed as he breathes you in.

He lifts, kissing your covered chest, as he meets your eyes. They’re soft and desperate all at once, your heart constricting as he kisses your lips so softly.

“I love you too,” it’s hardly audible but you swoon, reconnecting your lips and letting your thighs spread.

He does it unconsciously, digs his knees into the bed and pushes your legs up even further to slot himself perfectly against you. You just feel so good, soft warm beneath him as he squeezes and feels all of you for once.

Your cool hands work into his robe, pushing the fabric easily off his chest and shoulders, and he’s happy to allow you to admire his physique. Sliding his arms out of his sleeves and sitting up so you can feel more of him, down the rough panes of his chest to his abs, and the light trail of hair going from his navel down.

“Hmph,” his smirk is mouth watering, “see something you like?” It only brings a bigger smile to your lips, giggling as you pull him back to your lips, moaning into his mouth when his own hands begin to tug on the covering over your chest, and you happily lift to allow him to remove it.

He breaks the kiss to look at you, embarrassed by how his mouth waters and cock aches as he takes you in. He’s almost hesitant, despite all your bold proclamations, he resembles more of a young maiden than you for a moment.

“Is it alright…?”

“Sanemi, please,” it’s your soft little whine that makes him groan, happily to indulge as he gropes at your chest and lowers his head to lick and suck.

His gentle, so feather light in touch, worried about hurting you or scaring you. You, showing up to his room like a dream, his wildest fantasies playing out and making him scalding hot. It’s when your fingers thread through his hair that he nips at your areola, licking when you jolt and cry out in apology before he returns the same treatment to it’s twin.

“Sanemi!” Your moan is intoxicating, and he can’t help how he grinds against you, but still too focused on touching you to rush anything.

“So fucking soft…” he’s muttering under his breath, eyes wild as he looks at your panting pretty image.

“Please, touch more…?” It’s all the confirmation he needs, one hand traveling from your chest down your stomach, dipping into your soaked core.

“You’re wet,” he chuckles, more amazed than anything else because he did this, made you look like this. He’s not mean though, sinking a finger inside you as you arch your back and moan for him. His gaze trained on how your small hole stretches so nicely, becoming even wetter as he moves and rubs inside you.

You take a second to adjust as well, his hand on your breast leaving in favor of shoving your knee up to your chest so he can truly watch.

“This position… wait your face, oh!” He’s smiling but you can’t see, not as he removes his fingers to lick up your dripping arousal. You dig your fingers back into his tresses, making him moan as he begins to really dig into your pussy with conviction. Letting his nose grind into your clit as he sticks his tongue inside and swallows you, your hips unable to stop how they twitch and squirm.

“Sanemi I think I’m gonna—,”

Your pitched voice has his fingers digging into the plush of your thighs.

“Fuck, go ahead baby, let me taste you.” His words coupled with his renewed vigor to feast on you, has you breaking for him. Crying out and tugging on his hair as you shake and moan.

He doesn’t let a drop go to waste, nearly overstimulating you accidentally as you huff and beg for him to fuck you.

“What was that?” His tone is teasing, grin feral as he looks down at you with those pointed cat eyes. You kindly indulge his ego though, reaching out to him with watery eyes, saccharine tone making him puff up. “Please…” you draw cutely.

“Fuck me already you idiot,” you laugh, breaking the mood just a bit as he rolls his eyes, shoulders dropping and relaxing as he covers you again, now fully naked beneath him as he works to throw his yukata to the side, focusing on keeping you distracted as he grips his cock tightly in his hand.

“Little minx, look at you,” his demeanor is so different like this, melting with kindness and compassion as he kisses you. The taste of yourself combined with his sweetness making you wrap your legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer.

“Eager?” You nearly revoke your statement of kindness at his cocky attitude, but you tense up as bit as he allows the head of his cock to drag through your folds. Wetting himself with your arousal.

You try to look down, but his hand catches your jaw and redirects your attention with another deep and sloppy kiss.

You break away when he begins to push in, a bit panicked as you finally look down to see he’s trying to push that into you.

“Sanemi, that isn’t going to—,” he kisses you again, mumbling against your lips and pushing you to lie back, “Shh… you’ll relax for me, won’t you flower?” It’s a cliche nickname, but from his lips it’s nothing if not perfect as you try to obey.

You didn’t need to get cold feet now, even if he was enormous and your gut churned in anxiety, he was yours wasn’t he? The thought calmed you, his lips and gentle touch keeping you pliant as he begins to sink into you.

His flushed appearance doesn’t help hide it, but he’s on the verge of panic himself.

Pushing into your tight heat has his toes curling, teeth grit for concentration and control, and his breathing so similar to training it would be impossible to tell the difference.

You feel too good, feel so perfect, gooey walls squeezing his cock and turning his head mushy, unable to really think as he sinks a little deeper.

He’s trying to be gentle, give you time to adjust because he’s not ignorant of his size. Your cute reaction certainly boosting his ego plenty, but he’s cognizant watching you, checking for any sign of real distress.

“Sanemi, I’m so full…,” but he’s still just an inexperienced young man, so hearing you moan like that? His hips jerked and he shoved himself completely inside, sharp hiss of pleasure and wide eyes growing terrified as you cry out.

“Shit, sorry, sorry, are you okay? Should I stop?”

“No, don’t stop!” It’d be worse to start all over again, you knew.

He holds you close as you pant, kissing your face, hair line, nose, and lips to keep you distracted. His thick cock filling you so much, stretching your walls and hitting so deep inside, you briefly wonder if sex is even going to work.

Until you relax. Your body allowing him shockingly deeper and you moan because it feels good now, the stretch and feeling him so close to you.

“C-can I…?” He’s gone too, looking ruined and sweaty, so red it’s adorable, despite his size and intimidating appearance. You nod, your soft noises encouraging as he pulls out, slowing pushing back into you.

“Fuck,” he’s gripping you close, leaning on his elbows again so he can bury his face in your neck. Your cute expression of pleasure too much for him to look at without finishing too quickly.

He has to bite his tongue not cum.

His hips working awkwardly inside you, unsure how deep to go or what makes you feel good as you pant and moan beneath him. You’re overwhelmed, certainly not in pain, but feeling so much of him had you choking. The man you love trying so hard to make you feel good and be gentle despite his soft whimpers and whines into your neck. Too embarrassed to show his face anymore.

“I love you—“ you hiss, his cock sinking hard and deep into you at the confession as he shudders against you.

“Don’t say that, fuck,” his thrusts increase, a bit of sweat dripping onto you now, mixing with your own as you cling to him.

“Coming into my home,” he’s getting more aggressive, one of his hands moving down between you two, rubbing at your clit as you clamp down and cry. Your wet eyes finally spilling over into tears. “You don’t get to cry,” he’s nearly on the verge of tears himself, “not when you offered yourself to me like this,” he can’t help watching your pussy take him, “no, you’re mine now, aren’t you?” His smile is wobbly, his own eyes a bit wet as he feels his end nearing.

You nod, unable to speak as your back arches and you come around him, throwing him over the edge as he throws his head back and fills you. His shout bleeding with pleasure.

He comes a ridiculous amount. Painting your insides and excessively flowing out of you despite his cock remaining inside. Each twitch felt as you milk him for all he’s worth.

He can only weakly collapse against you, dragging you to the side while still connected to hold you close as he buries his face in your chest.

You catch your breath together, no one speaking as you pet his soft hair and he listens to your heart.

You smile, letting sleep slowly take you as you thank Kyojuro’s younger brother for giving you such good relationship advice.

Though, you still had to wonder how the young Senjuro knew about yobai…

[1julak1]

Little Sanemi drabble!!!

(Nsfw)

Professor!Sanemi x fem!reader

- That's a good girl -

Sanemi growled in your ear, his hips bucking upwards involuntarily, in time with each of your bounce on his still hard, leaking dick.

His hands gripped at your plushy hips, his cockhead rubbing your insides so good from this angle, causing a cry to leave your lips.

- Shh. Don't wanna go trough another worksheet, do ya~? -

A low groan left his lips as your sleek walls clenched around him. He pulled on the tie that he previously tied around your neck, smirking. He loved the control he had over you.

He then roughly pulled your hips down all the way against him and came inside you.

- Get back to work, we'll see if you can earn to suck my cock -

(may or may not make a oneshot out of this)

[peachicake]

Sanemi fucking his pretty little princess dumb after you decided to be a brat and backtalk him in public. The only sounds in your shared bedroom being your moans and wet slapping sounds. “Such a dirty fucking slut” he growled into your ear, the only response being your babbles. Calloused fingers circling your puffy clit, bringing your umpteenth orgasm upon you. “m gonna cum, Nemi~” you moaned out, “Go on, cum.” He ordered, after a few seconds your back arched. Squeezing your eyes shut, letting out a moan that almost sounded pornographic. You said his name like a prayer, as Sanemi pounded into your abused cunt. After a few minutes you gripped your hips quite harsh and spurting his hot seed into your womb.

Tagging 🏷️ @kyojurismo @kurooandkenmasslut

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 13: Exhibitionism

Pairing: Sanemi Shinazugawa x male reader

This guy

Warning: Kissing, smashing in a public area, hickeys, already boyfriends, exhibitionism DUH

Word count: 413

You never knew why but Sanemi just had control over you. You always did the craziest shit whenever you were with him. Like now for example, you were heavily making out behind a building at the demon slayer corps.

His hands grip your ass tightly as his lips mix perfectly with yours. Now you might be wondering how you got here. You were both horny, that's it.

He opens his mouth, and his tongue goes to your bottom lip, asking for entrance in which you automatically give him. His tongue entangles itself with yours, his ass still having a vice grip on your ass.

He changes from kissing you lips to your jaw, then ending at your neck. He starts kissing all of your sensitive spots that he's come to know after doing this again and again with you, still being just as amazing each time.

He starts biting at your neck, causing purplish bruises to form on your neck. By the time he's done, there are 4 marks on your neck, pretty large and noticeable, difficult to cover up, which you wouldn't. Why would you cover marks made from the great wind Hashira himself.

The bulge in both of your pants becomes too much to handle though, the two of you needing to find sexual relief soon or risk insanity. He solves this by sitting on the floor, roughly putting you on his lap, pulling his pants down enough to where his gorgeous dick is out, you quickly pull yours off completely.

He immediately slams his dick in your hole, finally getting sly relief. His dick fits in you perfectly, having done this multiple times before. He plunges into you quickly, giving you whiplash on his actions. Your head flies back in ecstasy from the quick pleasure that hits you.

His hand goes to spank your ass, causing you to let out a loud shriek.

"Scream baby, let everyone hear your pretty moans." Sanemi said, loving your shamelessness in the public area. In fact, the fact that you're in public makes it all the more thrilling, adding a little side of danger. That's one thing you can always guarantee when you're with Sanemi.

After one last spanking, you cum, head laying on his shoulder from the explosive orgasm. He follows suit, dumping his load in your ass, you two stay there for a while, basking in each other's presence, until Rengoku finds you both lying there, Sanemi's dick still in your ass.

THE END

[mrskokushibo]

Synopsis: It gets both steamy and funny when you manage to rile up Sanemi. And the man really has a short fuse. This little fic is already one of my favourites, and...the main guy could easily be replaced with an aged up Bakugo.

A/N: This fic is a part of Kinktober'23 Collaboration.

Prompt: Angry Sex

Warnings: Smut. Sex. 18+. Fem reader. Modern au. Mild dom!Sanemi. Dirty talk. Mild degradation talk. MDNI

Wordcount: 1.5k

Kinktober Masterlist MrsKoku Masterlist

The afternoon was going well until you made the fatal decision to go to the arcade. It was ages since you both last been, and the silly in you wanted to try if it was as much fun as you remembered it to be. At first, Sanemi was enjoying himself, but very soon, things went south. You were winning, time after time, beginner luck at first, but when your winning streak continued, he was no longer able to contain his frustration.

‘This shit is rigged. How the fuck can you be winning all the time?’

You laughed impulsively.

‘Seriously Nemi, how can it be rigged? Do you think I am in cahoots with the owner?’

Your grin became vicious and you lowered your voice into a conspiratorial whisper while leaning closer to him.

‘Maybe I slept with him to get ahead?’ You followed this with a wink.

He was not amused. He glared at you pursing his lips and continued the game.

‘Fuck. How do you do it?’ He almost growled out after losing yet again.

You shrugged and gave him an innocent but triumphant smile, and even did a little victory dance. And…you shouldn’t have.

‘Enough! We are going. This was not a good idea and I am not coming back here again.’

You giggled and put your hand into his as you began walking out of the noisy arcade.

The cool evening air and your mild hand softened his mood and by the time you came back home, he was seemingly fine. But, once on the sofa, his eyes flared up in vicious intent.

‘Let’s play Battlefield. I bet you can’t beat me there.’

It was his favourite online shooter that you only played a handful of times. You did not take to it and, to be honest, you weren't interested in gaming that much anyway.

‘Yeah, whatever. But don’t you just want to watch a movie and cuddle?’ You asked with a flirtatious smile.

‘We can do that later.’ He was already pulling out the controllers and logging in to the online portal.

He passed you the controller and a few moments later you were moving through a village in the middle of a desert, first-person view of your surroundings, trying to avoid or shoot the enemy. For each time Sanemi got shot and revived, you stayed alive and kicking. When you quickly glanced at him, his jaw was tensed and his eyes had that half-insane focused look in them.

‘Nemi, you are taking this far too seriously.’

‘This is serious.’ He barked out, which caused you to burst out laughing.

He paused the game and looked at you. A long, drawn-out, crazy stare. “If looks could kill” was probably the best description of what was being projected from his light-purple pupils.

‘Relax, babe.’ You put your hand on his thigh and began riding up to his groin. ‘Let me help you.’

You cooed and started rubbing him through his jeans, the bulge slowly growing from your treatment. He was alternating staring at you and down at your hand.

‘Do you really think I am some primitive gorilla that can be pacified with sex?’ He was seething with increasing irritation.

‘No, of course not, I don’t think that. Why would I?’ You cocked your head and smiled, biting your lip while continuing to rub his now quite prominent hardness.

‘Fuck you.’

‘Yes, fuck me, Nemi… ‘

This was followed by a moment of silence after which he suddenly growled quietly and flipped you over on your stomach.

‘Alright, I will fuck you. But don’t say you didn’t ask for it. Because I don’t intend on holding back.’

You bit your lip in anticipation. You liked it when he was rough, but it would probably piss him off even more to know that right now you wanted him to be exactly that, heavy-handed. So instead, you just lay still, tiny, pinching, shivers running down your spine as his hands touched your ass and began pulling up your skirt. 

His hand disappeared momentarily, and the sound of his zipper being pulled down sent even more electricity up your spine. He grunted as you could hear him get up and pull down his trousers. And then he was back at you, slapping your ass repeatedly, you moaning in response.

‘Now, bitch, I will show you who is boss here.’ He rubbed you to excessive wetness and began pressing his cock into you, without much consideration for positioning himself properly. He was too eager to be tough.

‘Nemi, that’s my other hole. You need to reposition.’

‘Argh! You don’t need to tell me what to do. I know what I am doing.’

He shifted and slammed into you, missing your opening entirely and burrowing himself into the sofa. He was so consumed with the combination of rage and arousal that he managed to give the sofa a few hard thrusts.

‘Babe, you are not inside.’

‘Stop talking. I know I am not.’

‘Should I assist you? In finding the hole? It’s like pinball, you know..’ You giggled. You could not help yourself to make the arcade allusion, because his reactions were simply too entertaining.

‘Do you think I’m funny, huh? Let’s see if you think this is funny then.’

This time around, he pumped his fingers into your pussy, positioned himself correctly, and slammed into you causing you to gasp.

 ‘How do you like this?’

‘I like it.’

His bare teeth were now grazing up your back and finished up on the side of your neck, the proximity of his warm, strong body causing you to clench a little extra. His breath was near your mouth and he hissed in a raspy voice:

‘Brace yourself, fuckdoll.’ You loved it when he called you that.

He kept his proximity to you and started to hammer his hips into the softness of your ass. You were a little shaken as his pace increased. Your breath started to sync with his thrusts, but he kept it up so fast you were left gasping for air. He pushed deeper and harder until you were whimpering from his force.

He then pushed the whole length of his cock into you, and you could feel the head pushing at your cervix. The pain and pleasure sent shivers throughout your body. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably now, and you could feel your pussy start to gush. He continued his thrusting as if you weren't even there. Your knees were about to buckle, but he pulled you up again by the waist, his fingers digging into your flesh, and started his relentless thrusting once again.

You could barely breathe, and you were starting to see stars, the only sounds you could hear were your own heartbeat, his ragged breathing, and the sound of his cock driving into your soaked pussy. You started to lose consciousness, your vision narrowing to a point.

‘Nemi, I’m coming.’ You whimpered out as the familiar feeling of needing to pee was turning into a full-blown climax accompanied by your pussy gushing like a fountain.

As you slipped into a blissful abyss, his cock finally erupted and released the thick, white cum that had been building up. It coated your womb and dripped out onto the sofa. His breathing started to slow down, and he released his grip on your waist. Your legs gave out, and you slumped forward, resting your head on the soft cushions.

He grabbed his sweatshirt off the floor and cleaned himself and your leaking pussy. He then pulled you upright and wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning his head on your shoulder. You placed a hand on his head and caressed his hair.

‘Are you calm again now, my dear?’ You whispered into his ear.

‘I was never agitated. What are you implying? That I lost control?’ Irritation was beginning to simmer up in him again. You let out a giggle. You could feel him tense up behind you, and his hands went for your throat. You tried to get away, but his grip tightened.

'What's so funny, hmm?'

You struggled to get out a few words. 'Nemi...please.' You begged.

'Please what, slut?' He replied, his grip getting tighter.

Your head was going fuzzy again, but his grip was not tight enough to make you black out. He was not a monster, after all, and besides, you did enjoy it, your juices running down your leg from his grip on your delicate flesh. You felt his cock growing stiff again. He really was insatiable. He let go of your throat and turned you around. He sat down on the sofa and pulled you into his lap.

'Now, we need to get a few things straight, doll. If I am going to continue to put up with you, then you are going to need to understand that I am the one in control here, do you understand?' This was his usual way of asserting himself, that never really worked on you other than make your pussy drip.

‘Just like you were in control of the game controllers just a moment ago?’ You giggled while grabbing his cock and lowering your full weight onto him.

He could no longer keep up the tough façade, the cracks showing by a playful spark appearing in his eyes. He laughed through closed lips and shrugged.

‘Yeah…just like that. Well, I guess we both know that you are the boss here, my kitten.’ He groaned as you began riding him. And this was the beginning of a long, adrenaline-fueled night filled with sensual and passionate sex. Lesson learned? Annoying Sanemi was well worth it.

Banner by @cafekitsune Dividers by @saradika

Tagging 💞: @doumadono @muzansfangs @peachdues (I hope my Sanemi is to your satisfaction)

[demoiselettes]

The wolf and the lamb

Pairing: Sanemi x reader

Category: yandere, suggestive content

Warning(s)/note(s): fem! reader, con non-con play, reader is implied to be shorter than Sanemi, posessiveness, obsessiveness, nemi is a sadistic shit<3

+ He’s a predator, you’re his prey.

+ Please reblog<3

@taisho-era-secret

Sanemi loves a good chase and a good fight. His favorite thing to do when facing off against demons is to toy with them, using only the surface of his strength first, letting them think they’re getting the upper hand to prolong the fight. It’s a sick sadism on his behalf and at the same time, a way to blow off steam before he whips out his breathing technique and beats the demon to a pulp.

Likewise, you’re his cute little stress toy. But you’re no demon- no, you’re far too innocent and cute to be one- but you’re such a wonderful partner to him, he can’t help but get a bit selfish with you when he’s lost everything.

It’s not like you mind it anyway. It’s such a wonderful thrill to run along the hallways of his estate, helpless and weak when he chases you around. He doesn’t even use his full speed because if he did then he’d catch you in mere seconds and he doesn’t want that. He lets you put some distance between the both of you, lets you hide in unused rooms, consolidates the idea that you should be running away from him before he catches you, corners you and has his way with you.

And when he does find you, he’s so whipped by the sweet sounds you make, the way you gasp and let out whimpers and beg for mercy and try to push his scarred chest away from pressing against you, his hand from brushing your hair and his knee from lodging itself in between your thighs. You play the part so wonderfully, you’re so frail and completely at his mercy. Do you really expect him to play nice? Do you really expect him not to eat you whole? He’s warned you before, he’s insatiable and he won’t stop until he’s tasted every inch of you.

[doumadono]

For the chaos and mayhem - Sanemi Shinazugawa x Reader

Warnings: smut w/o plot, dom!Sanemi, a bit of dirty talking, modern au Synopsis: you wearing a short skirt has Sanemi's mind racing with impure thoughts Requested by: the lovely @astrasolitaris - I apologize for the delay in fulfilling your request. I hope you'll like it ♥

MASTERLIST

You first met Sanemi in a noisy pub, where you were enjoying a drink after a long day at work. Two men approached you, and their advances quickly turned into crude remarks and unwelcome touches. You tried to push them away, but they only became more aggressive.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, a man appeared out of nowhere, his eyes flashing with anger. He had a rugged and striking appearance with a sharp jawline and defined cheekbones. He stood tall with a muscular build and a commanding presence. His hair was short and spiky with a distinctive blonde hue. His piercing purple eyes were narrowed, giving him a fierce and intense gaze. The man had a prominent scar on his forehead, adding to his rugged and tough exterior. Without a word, he grabbed the two men by their collars, starting a fight. The man knocked them out with a single punch each. You were shocked, but also grateful for his intervention.

Despite his broken nose and the blood dripping down his face, Sanemi didn't blame you for the altercation. He simply apologized for the disturbance and offered to buy you another drink. You struck up a conversation, and soon found yourself laughing and talking as if you had known each other for years.

As the night went on, you exchanged numbers and soon you two started dating. Sanemi's tough exterior melted away whenever he was with you, and you found yourself falling for his gentle and caring side. Though your first meeting was less than ideal, it led to a relationship that you wouldn't trade for anything. 

As you and Sanemi make your way back home after an enjoyable date at the cinema, you can't help but feel his lingering touch on your skin. Your mistake of wearing a short skirt is obvious, as Sanemi was unable to keep his hands off of you throughout the entire screening. Despite the potential for embarrassment, the sensation of his touch leaves you feeling exhilarated and yearning for more. As the two of you walk, Sanemi's hand on your lower back sends shivers down your spine and you can't help but smile at the thought of what the rest of the night may hold.

As you and Sanemi step back into his apartment, a sense of anticipation fills the air. Without hesitation, he locks the door behind you and swiftly pins you to the nearest wall, his intense gaze locking onto yours. The electricity between you is palpable, and you can feel your heart racing in your chest as he leans in, his breath hot against your skin. “Undress,” is the only word to leave his rough lips, and you gasp, trying to rub your thighs together for some so much needed friction.

As he issues his command, you feel a jolt of excitement coursing through your body. Without hesitation, you begin to follow his lead and remove your shirt and skirt, leaving yourself exposed in front of him. 

Sanemi's eyes roam down your body as you stand in front of him, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. He glances back up to meet your gaze and chuckles softly, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Seems like someone forgot to wear their panties today," he quips, a note of playfulness in his voice. 

You can't help but feel a flush rise to your cheeks at his teasing words, but the playful banter between you both only adds to the electric energy in the air. So here you are, standing before Sanemi, your dominant lover, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. As you look up at him, you see the intensity in his eyes and the way his muscles tense as he waits for your next move. You know that he can be rough and demanding, but you also know that he will give you pleasure like no one else can. 

There’s a hint of darkness in his tone as he asks, "How about playing with handcuffs today, doll? Would my little slut like that?" 

You eagerly nod at Sanemi's idea, feeling a rush of anticipation flood through you, sending a wetness pooling between your legs. You can feel your body responding to every word he speaks, and you can't help but surrender to the intensity of the moment.

In no time, Sanemi has you trapped beneath him, his hand resting on your throat. The heat of his skin against yours sets you ablaze, and you crave more. His body presses down heavily on yours, causing your exposed flesh to sink into the softness of the bed. Though you're unable to move, and he could easily overpower you, surrendering to him in this manner feels natural and exhilarating. When he leans in close to your ear, the smoky fragrance of his scent engulfs you, intoxicating you like a potent drug, saturating you with a euphoria so intense that you could easily lose yourself in it. "I will take my time playing with you," he murmurs, his voice low and sultry.

Your skin prickles with anticipation as you feel his breath move against your ear and neck. Every slow exhale sends a delicious shiver through you, like a secret promise of the pleasure that awaits you. He tips his head in question and waits for you to give him permission to continue. His eyes ignite with an unrestrained passion, a ravenous yearning brewing in their abyssal depths. He gazes at you with an insatiable hunger, as if he intends to consume every inch of your being, an unquenchable thirst driving him forward. The intensity of his desire makes you quiver uncontrollably - it's almost primal, as if he requires you or else perish from famine.

The atmosphere between you two crackles with a charged energy, as if a tempest is brewing just beneath the surface. You feel a knot form in your throat as you part your lips and give him a hesitant nod, indicating your willingness. With bated breath, you wait for his next move, every fiber of your being pulsing with a potent surge of anticipation.

It's as if time has frozen, and the entire universe has narrowed down to this one moment. Each sensation is heightened, from the pounding of your heart to the beads of sweat rolling down your skin. The anticipation crackles like lightning, surging through your body with a primal intensity that threatens to overwhelm you. You're ready to submit to his every whim, and he knows it all too well.

He grins devilishly, his lips descending upon the curve of your neck. The touch of his mouth ignites a surge of heat that travels through your body, causing you to meld into him. As his lips trail down your neck, your skin prickles with goosebumps, and your heart thunders against his bare chest. A wave of emotions floods your senses, submerging you in the present moment. You release soft, muffled moans of pleasure, tilting your head to expose more of your neck, inviting him to explore further.

As his delicate touches tease you to press closer, Sanemi's grip on your throat holds you in place. He is a breath away, and yet still out of reach. Your heart races and your breathing quickens, overwhelmed by the sensation of his tongue tracing a path up your neck, igniting a trail of warmth in its wake. He takes in a deep breath of your hair, then shifts his attention to the nape of your neck, nuzzling and planting tender kisses that make you shiver with pleasure.

He takes your earlobe between his lips, applying just enough pressure to make you quiver with desire. The urge to wrap your hands around his neck and pull him closer is almost overwhelming, but the handcuffs around your wrists hold you in place. You tug on them instinctively, feeling the metal clamps bite into your skin, eliciting a groan of frustration. Sanemi knows exactly what he's doing as he continues to tease and torment you, leaving you gasping for more. 

“Stop wiggling, doll. You’re wasting your energy. Save some for later.” His lips tease and tantalize, barely grazing against your skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body with every kiss on your blushing cheeks and delicate jawline. They eventually linger at the corners of your trembling mouth, causing you to quiver with anticipation. His deep, soft chuckle only heightens your desire, making your body ache with an insatiable longing for him.

His lips part slightly, and yours follow suit as your tongues intertwine, exploring each other's depths. The room falls silent, and all you can hear are your labored breaths and the soft sounds of your lips moving against each other. Your mind explodes with sensations, and you're lost in the feeling of his warm breath and the soft pressure of his lips as he kisses you deeply. His tongue glides over your bottom lip, and he playfully tugs on it with his teeth before pulling away, leaving you feeling lightheaded. His mischievous grin reveals his intentions of toying with your emotions and inciting a burning desire that you can't resist.

You're consumed by the intense sensation of his touch, your body responding to every movement of his mouth against your skin. His lips and tongue seem to know every inch of you, and you surrender completely to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your veins. With each gentle caress, your desire for him grows more insatiable, and you feel yourself getting lost in the dizzying whirlwind of his kisses. A soft moan escapes your lips as he lingers at the base of your throat, sending shivers of ecstasy down your spine. It's as if he has unlocked a secret part of your being, and you know you're powerless to resist the allure of his tantalizing touch.

He lingers a little longer with each kiss until he finally nips at you with his teeth. The sting is intense, like tiny lightning bolts shooting through your veins. He bites at that spot again, this time harder. Your core bursts into flames, and you wish he was already inside of you.

His right thumb traces lazy circles over the hollow of your throat, sending a fire pulse through your body as his hand descends down your throat until it forms a vice-like grip on the back of your neck. Nothing exists except the two of you at this moment, and nothing matters except what you're about to do together. Everything has faded into silence, leaving you alone with your passion while you wait impatiently for him to make the next step. He pulls back just enough to catch your gaze. "Do you like it, slut?" he asks, his voice low and gruff.

As you try to gather yourself and find your voice, you nod slowly in agreement, feeling your breath catch in your throat before a faint yes escapes your lips. Your heart races as he locks eyes with you, and a fiery longing builds within you, pooling low in your belly. He trails his fingers down your arm in a gentle, zigzagging motion, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. The touch is almost like a branding, tempting you to give in to the overwhelming urge that it stirs within you.

He smiles knowingly, then traces the line once more, pressing harder this time so that his fingers leave a warmer sensation behind. You can't help but wonder what it would be like to have him mark you, his imprint permanently embedded in your flesh. With each touch, the flame of your passion grows brighter. You become acutely aware of how wet you are and how desperately you want him.

This game is about more than just getting him off. It's about the thrill of wanting each other so badly, but wanting even more to hold back because you know how much more intense it will be when you finally give in. You want to savor the moment, drawing out every touch and making it feel like the first time, the last time, and everything in between.

His hand slides down your shoulder, a feather-light touch sending shivers down your spine. You whimper helplessly as his scorching touch moves down your body, leaving a trail of fire along your collarbone and down to your breasts. His fingers trace a tantalizing path on your skin as he moves them slowly and deliberately lower and lower, leaving rippling desire in their wake.

You're consumed by a pleasurable sensation that builds up within you and takes control of your body. Your mind is blank, and you're only aware of the heat radiating from your core. He caresses you expertly, his touch both tender and teasing, making you crave more. You arch your back, allowing him better access, and the sound of your moans fills the room. As he adds another finger, your body tenses with pleasure, and your breath quickens. You're lost in the sensation, unable to think or speak as he continues to explore your depths with his fingers.

"You're so wet for me, little doll," Sanemi whispers as he trails his lips up your neck.

Despite his gentle and loving demeanor at the moment, you are aware that he can transform into a nasty man in the blink of an eye.

With a deft hand, he spreads your slickness along your labia, slowly making his way up to your clitoris, which he circles around before gently applying pressure. As his fingers stroke your most sensitive spot, your eyes flutter shut, and your muscles tense with anticipation of the pleasure you know is coming. He ventures deeper, sliding two calloused fingers inside you, exploring the depths of your core with a gentle massage. His thumb flicks over your sensitive nub, eliciting shivers of pleasure as he rhythmically pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy.

As he gradually increases the pressure and speed with which he rubs your clitoris and massages your inner walls, you can feel your core pulsing. Your body trembles as you try to keep the immense pleasure that is building up inside you from exploding at any moment, and your eyes beg him to let you. Sanemi kisses his way up your body again, stopping at your neck and that's the moment you can feel it fully - his rock-hard erection twitching at the soaked slit of your cunt. Soon after, Sanemi enters you forcefully, causing you to gasp as you feel the girth of his shaft filling you up. He lets out a low growl of satisfaction as he begins to thrust in and out of you, slowly at first, then picking up speed as your moans encourage him to go harder. His hand reaches down instinctively and slaps your tits almost in rhythm with his heavy balls slapping against your ass earning a moan every time. “Aren’t you my slut?” Sanemi asks, his voice guttural as he thrusts mercilessly into your dripping core.

“Yes, Sanemi-san, yes! Yes, I am!” You cry out, rolling your head back onto the pillow.

"Your pussy is fantastic, slut. I want to fill you with my load,” the man grunts deeply.

"Squeeze my throat, please," your eyes are watery as Sanemi grants your request.

He pulls most of the way out and thrusts into you again. “You’re doing so well, doll. Fuck. So tight," Sanemi grunts, "Such a good kitty." He grabs you by the throat, squeezing it hard. “You like it, don’t you? You like being my sex toy, huh? You enjoy it when I treat you more like a dirty whore than a princess, huh?” Sanemi has both hands on your hips, squeezing every time he thrusts back inside of you at a brutal pace. He soon stops and lifts your right leg up - a grin lightens his face up, as he feels you open even wider for him. He reaches his hand out and squeezes your ass, and starts giving you slower, harder strokes.

You wrap your legs around his hips and Sanemi’s thrusts become harder and more frenzied. Then he growls and stills. 

You feel the heat of his cum filling you to the brim, triggering an intense orgasm. Your pulse races to the beat of life, and a torrent of intense pleasure flows through you until you explode in a brilliant explosion of light and raw emotion. With your eyes rolling back, you shiver from head to toe as an incredible wave of ecstasy sweeps over you. You feel as if you’re floating in a sea of bliss, happily nestled in a world of harmony and contentment. You moan as he pumps into you a few more times, your tight pussy milking him of his remaining seed.

Sanemi collapses onto the bed next to you, his chest heaving as he grunts deeply. His breaths come in ragged gasps, as if each one takes great effort. “You were fucking perfect, doll.”

His fingers deftly work at the locks on the handcuffs, and with a satisfying click, they fall away from your wrists, leaving you free. You rub at the sore marks left behind, grateful for the sudden relief. Sanemi watches you intently, his eyes unreadable, but his actions speaking volumes.

You lean forward and place the crown of your head upon his chest, relishing in the comforting sound of his steady heartbeat. The warmth of his body envelops you in a sense of security, and the steady rise and fall of his chest is a soothing rhythm that lulls you into a state of peacefulness. 

You both lie there for what seems like an eternity, enjoying the peace and comfort of being so close. The bond you share with him goes beyond any visible mark - it's something deeper, more meaningful, and more permanent in your heart.

[budsofrose]

Okay uhh im having brainrot so bare with me

Modern au!Sanemi leaving the office, having finished up grading paperwork and having to rush home since he promised Genya he’d help with math.

He walks home so he could save up on money, and as he walks down the and passes by the halls he notices you in the school courtyard, sketchbook and pen in hand, doodling while simultaneously trying to focus on schoolwork.

He decides to walk up to you and ask what you’re doing out here since school hours have ended, but before he does he sees your pen drop and roll over near his foot. Abashed seeing him come into view as you try to pick up the pen, as he crouches down and gets up to give it to you. The pen looked like itd seen better days. Beat up with scratches, teeth marks, and the paint chipping off.

“Here.” He gestures, and you gratefully take it. Fingers brushing up against one another contrasting from his rough overworked fingers to your soft and delicate ones, eliciting a shiver from him.

“Im so sorry sensei, I hadn’t seen you were there.” You bow apologetically, your shirt showing cleavage and seeing it mushed up together in the process, being painfully flashed by sanemi.

He tisks with pink dusting his cheeks, he states “Well obviously. Why are you still here? Class hours ended a while ago, and the school’s closin up.”

You stammer, “Ah, well I usually stay a bit and study with friends, but they left a while earlier.” Looking down at your notebook and closing it off, as you start to pack your things.

“I’ll walk you home, its not safe for a student to be out for so long.” He offers. You try to protest but he’s already walking away, expecting you to follow him as you hastily pack your things.

As his figure slowly shrinks the farther he goes, you decided to just shove your items in your bag rather than put it in order. You can organize it later on right? Holding your bulky pencilcase in hand as you jog your way to catch up.

He glances at you for brief moment looking down at your shirt before slowing his pace so you could catch up to him.

“Thank you for offering to walk me home sensei, I really lost track of time today.” ‘Lost track of time daydreaming about you’ you internally thought.

He grunts out a ‘no problem’ before you two continue on your walk. Tension is seeping through the both of you, but its not long before the silence is broken again, but this time its surprisingly by Sanemi asking you a question.

“Whats up with your pen? Why’s it all fuck’- why’s it all beat up like that? Dont ya got other pens or something?” You chuckle at his little slip up, him having to withdraw from cursing since it wasn’t really professional, inside or outside of school campus, especially around a student.

“Oh? My pen? Well its my favorite pen ive had as a goodluck charm. I always try and stock up on refills since I like to write and draw a lot.” You say, gesturing to your pencilcase in hand.

“Im still finding a replica of it, since its really worn down now, it holds a special place in my heart. Not as special as my other pens though.” You fiddle with your pencil case, opening it up to showcase your pen.

“Didn’t know it meant that much to you.” He says before coming to an abrupt stop causing you to also stop just a few steps ahead of him.

“Why dont you tell me all about your pens, hm?” He says as he comes closer to you.

You didn’t know how long its been, but it felt like hours. God knows where you are, having to painstakingly explain to Sanemi about each an ever one of the pens you own as he slowly slides it inside you when finished doing so. Sobbing, as overstimulation hits you as he trys to bully one more pen inside your cunt from your bulky pencil case' as he rubs circles on your clit to sooth you.

You don’t know how you allowed yourselt to get roped into this, but you’re not complaining. as Sanemi strokes the insides of your thigh coaxing you to open up more.

“Good girl, such a good girl. how about just one more pen, just one more, alright? Maybe then ill take them out and give you something a bit bigger. Hows that sound?"

Genya never really got that help in the end.

I am by NO means a writer, like kudos to anyone (ao3 rizz) that writes at all, I just though abt this and said why not 🤷‍♂️

[buny-exotica]

"𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒃𝒈 💖" 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒃𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏:

𝑰𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕? 💖

[mamayan]

Hi! and wow! I actually never made a request on tumblr before today. To get to the point: Tumblr is lacking in Sanemi Shinazugawa content so bad (your Yobai writing was so perfect btw!!!) I would LOVE it of you made a arranged marriage fic of reader x Sanemi or maybe a college bully sanemi x teacher reader or something ^^ im not picky but i love to see what you would do with it!! 💕XOXO

Nonnie I’m so glad you slid in my box with these treasures, like goodness I sort of want to write both, but I wouldn’t do them justice in just one ask. How’s this? If you like how I write this, throw another ask in for the arranged marriage. I’m feeling this modern AU right now♥️

College AU: Bully! Student! Sanemi Shinazugawa x Professor! Fem! Reader

tw: NSFW • Modern AU • Taboo Relationship (Student x Teacher) • Reader has hair long enough to pull and is shorter than Sanemi here • Blackmail • Spanking • Oral (M) • Fingering (F) • Rough Sex • Degradation/Mild Humiliation

“Mr. Shinazugawa, thank you for coming in today.” You sat perched like a little bird behind your desk, ass scooted as far to the edge of the seat as possible with your legs crossed. Your pencil skirt, with a slit up the leg, revealed your soft skin for his dark gaze as he lazily slides into the leather plush seat in front of your desk.

It’s just after your office hours had closed, the campus winding down for the evening as classes finished up.

Your pretty face was serious, lips set in a grim line as you faced him with your hands folded in your lap. He felt his irritation spike as your pathetic display of posturing in front of him. His face didn’t hide his disdain either, sneering at you as he leaned back and spread his arms over the back of the chair, legs spread wide as he slouches disrespectfully. “What’s up Doc,” he calls your title with hardly any care, rolling the words like one might speak to an old friend and not their college Professor. You’d earned your doctorate, unlike this trouble child turned demon.

Unfortunately you couldn’t have him expelled, the Ubuyashiki family whom owned and founded this prestigious University being on very good terms with Sanemi’s family. The only time you saw him behave with even a semblance of human decency was in front of the the chairman, but Kagaya is a young man of a calm and patient disposition, far to lenient with Sanemi by your personal standards. The man in question nothing short of a delinquent, face covered in menacing scars with his white hair gelled back, amethyst eyes being eerily similar to that of a wild animal.

Unhinged, violent, a bully.

One too many students had complained to you, some even sent to the hospital, and it was Kagaya Ubuyashiki himself who’d asked for your help personally. Explaining that Sanemi needed your assistance and guidance to find the right path. He’d buttered you up so well you’d caved and agreed to have a one on one with the vibrating feral dog before you.

“I think you have some idea of why you’re here Mr. Shinazugawa. Despite your incredible aptitude in my class, and from what I hear from my colleagues, their classes as well… you’ve not given the same courtesy towards your fellow students and professors.” It was putting it as politely as possible, because this man nearly killed the department head of Astronomy. Granted, that Professor was a dirtbag and had been bumping up grades for sexual favors from his students, but you certainly didn’t condone that sort of savagery. No matter how good it felt to see him in a wheel chair looking defeated and broken. That was only one instance though, his multiple fist fights on campus, destruction of property, and overall cruel disposition made him a hazard.

Sanemi merely rolled his eyes, smirking when he caught your eye twitch in irritation. “So what? This a fuckin’ intervention baby?” You startled at the intimate nickname, becoming enraged at his teeth baring grin. “You wanna fix me or somethin’? I might think about it if you get on your knees and suck my cock.” His snicker of amusement and wide provocative eyes were roaring to match your rage.

“If you don’t take this seriously Mr. Shinazugawa—,” the moment you stood to point a finger, he was standing too.

Towering over you, his smile gone and person radiating bloodlust. He didn’t step forward, didn’t need to if he wanted to make a point, because even just him standing doing absolutely nothing was enough to send a shiver of fear down your spine and choke on your next words.

“If I don’t take this seriously… then what Ms. PhD? Hmm? You’ll do fuckin’ what?” His voice had dropped an octave and the baritone of his timber was nothing if not damn terrifying. You briefly wondered if you’d get fired for throwing yourself out the window behind you, because this was ridiculously scary. You should’ve made Mr. Ubuyashiki stay, your confidence draining with the blood from your face. His dark expression doesn’t change, but he’s drinking in your fearful expression and cautious widening eyes with inner glee. You couldn’t see it, but the little lip quiver and your eyes getting watery had him rock hard, fully enjoying the submissive display and making his teeth ache to sink into the pretty skin you so boldly flashed when you uncrossed your legs to stand. “What’s wrong? You were so damn ready to lay into me, now you wanna be cute and quiet?” His teasing edge was more mocking and dripping with ridicule than he intended, but the affect he wanted was the same.

Stroking those flames of yours higher.

“This is highly is inappropriate—,”

“Like masturbating in your office on the weekend?” You physically freeze, face falling as horror dawns on you.

“If we want to talk about inappropriate, then why don’t you face the mirror on yourself.” His smile only grows with your anxiety.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about—,” he laughs, digging his phone quickly from his pocket and unlocking it swiftly. When he faces the screen towards you, there’s a video playing.

Of you. Doing exactly that, two fingers shoved down your skirt when you quietly pant and work yourself over, leaning against your desk. It’s way to HD and close up to be anything else but a hidden camera on your desk no less, panic flooding yourself as you swipe off the papers looking for whatever the hell held the device. All the while in your frantic search, Sanemi let the video continue at full volume, your little gasps and moans getting louder as you gasp now for air for different reasons.

It’s in your name plate. Nearly invisible but you find it and nearly tear it apart with shaking hands as you look at up at his evil face grinning down at you.

He likes that the cocky pretentious look on your face is gone. “Who’d have thought the golden Professor around here would be such a fucking slut when no one is looking. All these books and numbers must not satisfy huh?” You wanted to scream at him.

“Y-you set this up…? Why?” You couldn’t fathom it at all, why the devil incarnate would do such a nasty thing. Did he want you gone? If so, he could easily convince Ubuyashiki, so it must just be to torment you. You’d never had a confrontation with him until today though, and that video was taken weeks ago. Your pretty eyes pricked with tears could only look at him in complete disbelief.

“Why? Are you fucking kidding me right now? It seems your brain is only book smart baby, of course it’s because I wanted to.” His sneering grin is absolute in it’s intention to hurt. Even as tears spill and you’re forced to reconcile not only are you likely getting fired from your dream job, but he’s probably going to spread it all over the Internet. You’d never get hired anywhere else if that gets out. It’s not like it’s revenge porn or something like that, it’s clearly your office on campus during work hours.

“Looks like I’m not the only freak around here, isn’t that right Doctor?” He moves now, shutting the video off and sliding his phone back in his pocket, stepping around your desk towards you. You don’t have much room to step back before you’re up against the wall. His body boxing you in as his arms shoot out and palms slap flat on either side of your head, your flinch goes ignored as he leans down nearly close enough to kiss you.

He smells like something sweet, juxtaposed to his cruel and serious expression.

“You wanna keep your job and dignity?” You don’t want to let the tears fall, but they do.

You nod anyway, even as you pathetically sniffle and glare up at him hatefully. It’s got all the venom of a bunny to him.

“Then get on your knees. I wasn’t fuckin’ kidding earlier.”

You hate him and yourself. You told yourself this job was stressful, justified your dirty secret, but it ended up being the nail in your coffin. This would be another though.

“B-but you’re my student…”

“It didn’t stop you from fucking your fingers in here, so I don’t really see a problem.” It’s like you swallowed a lead weight as you move to kneel like he asked, not looking at him even as he refuses to give you more space, still leaning against the wall behind you.

It gives him a great view to look down on you, your form quaking and so unwilling he wanted to laugh. You were acting tough still.

His pants are baggy and loose, the denim waist band barely on his hips and you can see up his shirt now, the hard lines of muscle on his torso and soft smatter of hair down his navel into his waist band.

He’s not wearing boxers.

“I suggest you fuckin’ hurry before I start looking for somethin’ to post to end my boredom.” His words light a fire under you, hands moving swiftly and desperately now. It has him grinning savagely, watching you easily pull his pants down and expose his hard leaking cock to the cool air.

He lets you pause for a second, feasting on the hesitation and awe you express as you lightly grip him. Your fingers don’t touch all the way around. It drives him wild as he bucks his hips, hissing in pleasure as you finally lick his tip tentatively.

“A bitch who fucks herself in her office doesn’t kitten lick cock,” his threat is there, and you force yourself to open up and take him in your hot mouth.

He’s loud as he moans, and when you cringe back from his little thrust deeper into your mouth, he steps forward to press you back against the wall. Seeing you pinned, looking up at him with your mouth full of his cock, almost makes him cum on the spot.

Almost.

Instead he pulls out slowly, your hands on his thighs as if that’ll stop him from going too deep. When it’s only his tip in, he slams back forward, laughing at your tears spilling and mouth sputtering around him. Your throat gagging and constricting as he stretches the thin tight airway until it burns, pulling back slowly again and repeating until all you can think about is the cock in your throat and the scent of something sweet, like a confectionery.

He didn’t think it’d feel so good. The sight of you deep throating him and the feeling of your mouth on his cock far too amazing to stop himself from an early ejaculation.

Unfortunately for you, he comes a lot. Thick ropes of cum shoot down your throat, the surprise of it causing you to cough, making some of it go up and out your nose as the jolt of pain brings a fresh wave of tears.

“Fuck—, you better swallow all of it,” he all but snarls down at you, looking feral and rabid as he works his hips and cock around in your mouth while you struggle to obey.

When he pulls out finally, load emptied in your stomach, his hand reaches down and grips your jaw. The force of it making your sore jaw and mouth open back up, and it’s too late to close before his spit lands on your tongue. You try to jerk away, to spit it out as the humiliation washes over you, but he’s stronger. Forcing your head back against the wall, he clamps your jaw shut, laughing as you nearly bite through your own tongue in frustration.

“Don’t piss me off, fuckin’ swallow it.” You like him more when he’s being teasing and mean, not this serious Sanemi which invokes fear and commands your obedience.

You swallow, hatefully you swallow and even more hatefully curse him in your mind because you were aroused. Painfully aching and panties soaked to your embarrassment. He smiles, not the twisted kind but approvingly, as you listen. The indignant and humiliated look on your face absolutely adorable covered in your own tears and his cum. He’s nice not to make you wipe it off and lick it up this time.

“Stand up,” he doesn’t wait for you to follow, sure that you’ll try and take your sweet ass time and he sadly only has half and hour left with you by appointment standards. You were after all the most beloved Professor on campus, and many people wanted your time. He wasn’t different in that sense, but he also isn’t content to play the part of a good student and wait for you to fall in love with him like some stupid romance movie.

He’d much rather you like this.

Sanemi manhandles you until he’s seated in your desk chair, pulling you into his lap, back against his chest. You aren’t given time to protest when he yanks up your skirt and uses his thick thighs to spread your own.

Feeling him against you like this, you realize he’s all muscle. Not a soft spot to be found, as he tears off your underwear next, exposing your cunt to the cool air as you feel his cock hardening again beneath your ass.

“S-Sanemi—!?” He opens your cute little blouse up next, batting your hands away easily to yank your bra down and reveal your breasts and hardened nipples.

“Fuck you’re soaked, you like suckin’ my cock that much?” He ignores your whine of protest, your efforts to stop him minimal and half hearted, especially when he lets his rough thick fingers trail through the copious arousal dripping from your pussy right now. “Should I have kept going? See if you’d cum just from fucking your mouth?” He cups your face and turns your head to look at him, unable to stop the hoarse moan that leaves you when he sinks a finger inside your tight heat. “Y-you’re wrong…” you still stubbornly glare and argue back, eyes still sparked with defiance he found delicious.

“Oh? So this isn’t from sucking my cock? Then what’s it from, watching yourself get off again in this office? You a fuckin’ exhibitionist or something?” He’s teasing as he slowly pumps his finger in and out of you, the wet noises echoing in your office and stifling your next words as you pant and weakly grip behind you onto his shirt.

“If that’s the case, I don’t mind turning us around and drawing back the curtains…” he speaks the words softly, right into your ear as he licks the shell of it, your pussy clamping down hard on his finger. Your office faced the main part of campus, even in the evening students and teachers walked that area.

He chuckles, “You really like the sound of that, don’t you whore?” You gasp as he adds a second, gritting your teeth to stop the sounds of pleasure from spilling freely.

“Fu-fuck you—!” Your words drip venom, but he only sighs, as if disappointed in your answer. Shaking his head as if there’s nothing he can do about it.

“That’s the point baby, I’m going to fuck you,” he effortlessly lifts you up with one arm around your middle, the iron bar that is his arm suffocating as you struggle. He slips his fingers out, the gooey trail of slick connecting his fingers to your pussy making his cock twitch as he rubs the leftovers on the tip, slicking himself up as he lines himself with your entrance.

“Just like this,” he lets gravity do the work, and you’re so wet it slides in despite the a sting and ache of the stretch, his girth splitting you.

“Hah!” You try to jerk off, but he keeps your from doing so with his arm still wrapped around you, groaning as your pussy begins to spasm and tighten up painfully.

“Holy fuck are you coming? Shitttt,” He’s delirious with pleasure, your orgasm wrecking you both as you twitch and moan, struggling to even breathe as your body betrays your mind. It feels too good. All of it. Your legs spread wide and his cock in full view splitting you open as you cum around him. He can’t stop himself from rutting up into you, cursing your gummy walls as they massage and strangle his dick, pumping his cock as your pussy gushes slick.

“Shit you really are a slut, to cum all over your student’s cock like a bitch in heat, and I’ve hardly touched you, ah,” his head tilts back, both hands now anchoring your hips as he bounces you, tip hitting your deepest parts as you cry and moan. Quick to be overwhelmed and overstimulated.

When his balls draw tight, he shoves you off him roughly, forcing you to hit the desk as he pushes your face down into the homework you had been grading earlier. He hunches over you, sliding back inside from behind as he yanks your hips up when your legs try to buckle.

“Not fuckin’ done with you—!” He looks enraged, face flushed bright red as he pants, watching his thick cock get swallowed over and over again inside you. “Not done ever actually,” he laughs, moving his hand off your face to sink into your hair, gripping a fist full and yanking your head back. Your cries are no longer muffled, your tear and drool covered face now sporting a few ink stains as he really begins bucking his hips, using your hair as leverage to keep you in place.

Your body seizes up again, another hard orgasm rushing up as Sanemi lands a sharp slap against your right ass cheek. Then the left side. “Fuck yes, clench your pussy just like that!” He’s speaking through his teeth, hissing in pleasure as he paints your ass with his hand, loving how tight you get on impact and how wet you are.

“Sanemi—m’gonna cum—!” Your tongue feels swollen as you speak, mumbling out your words as your peak approaches. You aren’t even thinking anymore, his cock turning you stupid as he grunts and continues his savage pace.

“Bet it’s been forever,” he laughs, “—no, I bet you’ve never had this pretty pussy fucked like this before, have you?” You’re out of it, too drunk on the high to comprehend his words. “Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna fuck you like this everyday, you’re not ever gonna forget how it feels for me to fill this pussy—!” He flinches as you cum, moaning long and loud as his cock succumbs to the pleasure and he follows you close after. His balls taunt with tension as his dick works to fill you up just like he said.

He lets you drop back to the desk as he pants, skin sweaty as he wipes his forehead and looks down at you.

You’re heaving too, limp and drooling as you recover slower than him. Your clothes completely in disarray as you lay mostly exposed. He lets his dick slide out slowly, softening just a little and helping him ease out as he watches a well of white begin to ooze out of you and onto the fancy pristine wood flooring below, your legs trembling in the cute black heels you sported.

Sanemi reaches over you wordlessly, to the potted plant which has decorated your desk even longer than your new name plate.

He pockets the little camera hidden in it, before he starts yanking up his pants and fixing his clothes.

As he walks around your desk, he looks down just as you look up. His smile disgusting as he quietly says, “Thanks for the fun. I’ll see you the same time tomorrow Ms. Slut,” he laughs at the rage bleeding into your eyes again.

He’ll enjoy re-watching your first time together tonight when he can get the footage uploaded to his computer. Tomorrow he’ll be sure to take you from a new angle.

[mitsuven]

Super duper sexy kokushibo!

"You can't just read a whole bunch of sanemi smut in the middle of class and get away with it!"

my honest reaction..

[mochimoee]

Late night fun

Sanemi x GN! Reader [modern au]

Update 07/31/23 - To everyone just now finding this little drabble, I am working on rewriting it!

Omg guys this is it! My first little mini story! This is an 18+ post so Minors please DNI!

Tags: slight smut, teasing, 18+. I think that's pretty much it

[Y/N] laying in bed one night tossing and turning, not getting any rest, finally rolling over on their back. The movement momentarily waking up a sleeping Sanemi who rolls over and cuddles up to his partner and innocently puts his hand over their crotch. You start to blush and can't help but become a tiny bit aroused getting lost in your thoughts, slowly but surely becoming more and more horny. You start to buck your hips up and rub against his hand hoping for any amount of stimulation. All you can think about is him waking up and fucking the shit out of you. You continue to grind against his hand almost whimpering at this point just wanting something, anything to please your desires. Giving up thinking he won't wake up, you roll over on your side and try to get at least a bit of sleep. Sanemi moves with you and starts to spoon you, wrapping his strong arms around you, and pulling you closer to him. As he does this your eyes jolt open and you start to speak as you realize "you've been awake this whole time haven't you?". "Mhmm" he mumbles as he grinds his hard cock against your ass. "You are such a tease" you say as you roll over and start kissing him. He kisses you back while holding you and snickers "you love me".

This should be a fun night.

Ah tysm for reading!! This is my first little story, so if you have any tips or suggestions for feel free to let me know! I hope you enjoyed it!