▶︎: you’re sound asleep with the sound hashira . . .
tengen walks slowly in his respective quarters of the butterfly mansion, heavy feet pattering against the wood. his gold jewelry catches all the seeping light sneaking through the glass windows, dancing lights as they catch the moonlight just right. he’s leaving tomorrow promptly, on a mission to be sent to the entertainment district.
where his other three wives have been directed to; he’s got no word back in awhile. the only reason you hadn’t gone was because lord ubayashiki had sent you on a tedious mission, which details weren’t enclosed. tengen slightly hesitates as he reaches your room.
he knows you’re still recovering from injuries from your previous mission, all wounds healed— but kocho had claimed you needed to stay longer after you had been poisoned. he slips through the doorframe, reddish purple eyes focusing on your peaceful body, still and unconscious in sleep.
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your nichirin blade rests against the wall beneath the windowsill, as if you were ready to fight as soon as you could. flashy. tengen inches closer to your stilled form, giant hand caressing your face gently. his finger moves some hair out of your face, eyes crinkling as he sees your tranquil expression.
he wishes for a deep moment that all his wives were in the same place, next to him, all gathered in a picnic. but he has work to do— save suma, makio, hinatasuru; and come back home with them to you in one piece. word of a suspected uppermoon presence in the entertainment district doesn’t seem so good.
all tengen wants to do is just climb up in your cot, and just spend a little more time with his fourth wife. tengen settles right next to you, first not waking you up to support your healing process. his hands and big arms hold your body close, heart beating in sync with yours. he admires your face, the slow and steady heave of your chest, the way your mouth barely parts.
tengen’s hands wander, just slow enough he stops himself. he thinks. if anything, the five of your love pentagon was… quite flashy when it came to intimate moments. he’s sure you won’t mind at all if he touched you, right? plenty of surprises when it came to all of you! tengen’s hands slide coyly into your hospital attire, slipping past the dull green of the uniform, fingers hovering right over your heat.
he relaxes his hand for a moment, swirling and playing around with the wetness gathered there. then he inserts a long, thick digit in, pumping it slowly, your face tensing up just in the slightest as he touches you in your sleep. as if coaxing him to take it further, your legs subconsciously widen, allowing for more room for tengen to easily slide in a second digit, curling and stretching your inner walls.
tengen watches as your eyelashes bat in your sleep, finger-fucking you for a few moments. your breathing gets more labored, face twitching and soft sounds slipping from your lips like a delicate leaf. tengen feels your gummy walls clench and ripple around his thick digits, his index and middle finger, decorated in a silver ring, disappear and appear in the grasping of your cunt.
just before you’re about to wake at the sudden and impact of his relentless attack on your somnolent body, tengen slowly removes his fingers, coated in your arousal, painted nails having an extra gloss to them. he brings the digits to his lips, tasting the heady taste of your arousal.
flashy— you tasted amazing on his tongue. carefully, tengen lowers his body so his massive shoulders can fit between your thighs, fully slipping off your hospital shorts and moving your panties to the side. his face nears your wet cunt closer, shutting his sunsety eyes as he breathes in your scent, tangy and savory, better than his favorite fugu-shashimi.
tengen drags a long, wet stripe against your hot flesh, groaning softly as he tastes directly from the source. his palms rest comfortably on your knees, pushing your legs further, but not enough to wake you up. tengen starts off slow, like he’s making love to your cunt, appreciating it before a goodbye. savory smacks and grunts of satisfaction fall from his lips, praising and complimenting you under his breath.
his tongue circles around your clit, before delving back in between your folds, thrusting in the muscle in a flashy way that has you writhing. with each and every move, it’s getting harder for him to hold back to keep you asleep. tengen plans to undo you like you deserve, waking you up to him buried in between your legs.
his eyes watch your face intently, focusing on every little reaction, every twitch and tense of your temples. soon, you’ll flicker your pretty eyes open, and find him. the thought makes him redouble his efforts, his hand coming right again to fuck you in sync with the licks of his tongue.
he groans against your flesh, the vibration wracking through your body like a signal. your drowsiness fades away into slow consciousness as the sensations formulating in your core get more noticeable, luring you to wake up, groggily shaking and trembling as tengen doesn’t let up. “ten—tengen-sama…” you whisper, throwing your head back. your heart thrums, blood coursing through your veins and traveling down your abdomen, proof of your incoming orgasm.
he nods against your cunt, messily muttering out a comforting reassurance that it was indeed him. your clit throbs in between his teeth, soothing the sensitive nub with the tip of his tongue. legs closing around his head, skin contacting the jewels that accentuate his headband. “that’s it… atta girl. real flashy,” he comments, eyes proudly eyeing you as your peak builds, shaking off the remnants of sleep still residing in your face.
“yeah… soak my face, just like that,” he encourages, as your hips buck, your juices gushing out. your orgasm hits you to the ground, sending your back arching and breath stolen away. tengen laps eagerly at your juices, moaning and grunting at the taste.
he pulls away when you’re sensitive enough to push his head away, snowy hair entwining with your own as he presses his forehead to yours.
“i’m being sent to the entertainment district by tomorrow. suma, makio, hinatasuru… they need me.” he explains, as you pant against his lips. you press a kiss instantaneously at his words, a good luck charm you’re giving him.
you pull away, staring up. “come back safe. all of you.” your hands pull tengen’s head so you can kiss him one more time. slow, treasuring the taste of you on his lips. “i love you. please bring them back.”
you say finally. tengen ruffles your hair, aiding you to get your hospital attire back on. you slowly drift off back to your drowsiness, hospital medication kicking back in again.
“i’m hard like a boulder now,” tengen shuffles in his pants before shrugging nonchalantly. “but you go ‘head and get your sleep. i’ll come back. promise it.”
he gives one final hug before leaving, giant hands waving in the air, giving that look that he gives when you know—
I’m so happy I go to cosplay Shinobu Kochou st Cosmania 2019! Giyuu Tomioka was cosplayed by a friend of mine that I JUST met one that day! He was great~ more pictures to come soon.
