“How are you gonna be dating some guy and not even know how to give head?” Sanemi mocks, hand on the top of your head, pulling you towards his clothed groin, the denim feels rough on your face.
‘What a nice step brother he is’ you think, keeping the sarcastic remark to yourself. You have an inkling he was only doing this out of his enjoyment. But you don’t wanna be bad at oral for your boyfriend. If you learn a good method you’ll impress him for sure.
“Eager are we?” He cooed darkly, You roll your eyes.
“Can we move this along? my knees hurt” You mutter, glancing down, wondering if its too late to stick a pillow under your legs, shielding your joints from the hard cold floor underneath. You gaze up, the male grinning like a mad man.
Sanemi is ecstatic. Too ecstatic. Its creeping you out.
He was always excited to have his hot new step-sister like this. Its a dream come true. Here you are whining to him that your boyfriend wants you to go down on him and who else to come to for sexy advice than your older step brother.
“First, unzip my pants” He commands, your hands come up but he slaps them away, you scoff up at him and he resists the evil grin pulling at his lips. Your doll like eyes blinking up at him in a pout.
“No, use your teeth, N/n” He tuts, one hand returning to his side and the other gently tapping your cheek. He’s getting too cocky now.
You grumbled. If men really like this you might as well. Your boyfriend might be double excited if you do it like this too.
Your mouth opens, your tongue sticking out to lick the cold metal into your mouth, catching onto your teeth, you slowly zip it down. A lump of cloth meets your face, radiating warmth underneath.
Oh he’s hard, so this is what they like.
“Go on” He adds, awaiting your next move. You proceed with pulling the rest down, he generously lips his hips for you to shrug it to his knees.
There it is…
Even under his boxers you can tell how thick it is, and it immediately makes your mouth water at the sight. You stop yourself from rubbing your legs together. Pretend its your boyfriends.
“It has a nice smell” You comment. Surprisingly. Sanemi paints an incredulous look on his face.
“Of course it does” He replied, smells a little like vanilla and notes of just masculine musk—and maybe some baby oil?
You figured these things would stink a little more. Thankfully your step-brother cares about his hygiene.
“Hurry it up!” He rushes, taking his thumbs and pulling it down over his dick that promptly bounced up to meet his belly button, you flinched at its sudden movement.
He pulls it below his balls aswell, the white pubic hair trimmed neatly. There was even a tattoo covered by his boxers, it looked like an intricate design that swirled like smoke—the ink-work in the crease of his thighs on both sides. You knew you were staring at it too long when he clicks his tongue.
“I know its a nice tattoo doll, but can you get on with it already” He growled, his voice rolling through you harder than you would think. That damn voice, wish your boyfriend had such a hot voice like his.
You hide your thoughts behind a roll of your eyes. Sticking out your tongue you lick a quick stripe up his cock, immediately earning you a shudder. Maybe your better at this than you thought.
The member jumps, it looked as though it craved more of your tongue.
“Wrap your lips around it” He grumbles, nudging your head impossibly closer. You take a deep breath, and proceed, knowing damn well the big thing wont even get past your teeth.
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Thirsting over Sanemi will do things to me no earth man will ever 😫
Almost done with the final part of College Guys!!!!😈
I’ll be returning to work on Hot Spring Secrets soon as well because I know y’all are dying to get more chapters!
EDIT: I FORGOT THE CONDOM PART LMAO ILL JUST TAKE IT OUT!
Sanemi Shinazugawa x Oblivious! Female Reader x Tomioka Giyuu
Yandere Theme Level Two
Threatening, Violence (but no death) Attempt at SA but can also be consensual or dub-con. Might consider your opinion but prob not.
Warnings: NSFW (NO SPOILERS)
MDNI!
Sanemi Shinazugawa x Oblivious! (Stupid Hoe) Female AFAB Reader x Tomioka Giyuu.
No distinct features of the reader except that the reader is female
H/t= hair texture H/c = Hair color E/c = eye color S/c = skin color
WK: IDK A LOT
It feels like your being pulled out of the water.
After sinking in its depths.
Something lingers in the air.
It tickles your nose, before it turns violent and assaults your breathing. Making you spiral out in a fit of coughing.
“Kah! W-what!?” Your eyes flutter. Blobs slowly formulate in your vision.
“-you should have been more careful, what if you did something to alter her”
Someone's teeth smack. “She can handle it, she can’t be that weak”
Tomioka? Sanemi?
Their blobby shapes begin to form, you see them much more clearly now. Again, your nose is assaulted by smoke. Sanemi had pulled from his vape and blew it in your face. “Rise and shine, babydoll”
What's going on? Why are they both here like this? Your head still feels a little heavy, and your body feels like lead.
Your ears also pick up on the pitter-patter hitting your ceiling. Was it raining outside as well?
You recognize your room as well, all your stuffies, your vanity, your desk, just as you left it.
Your body shivers, suddenly aware of how naked you are in just your underwear. Your face burns but not as hot as their stares were on you.
“I’m so sorry N/n, I did not propose this happen so…” He averts his gaze, there is some sympathy in his tone, not as empty and unfeeling as you’re used to. “Suddenly.”
“Well it's happening” Sanemi spat, glaring dagger’s in the raven-haired male's direction. Tomioka ignores his friend's cruelty.
“Because you were impatient” He grits, before looking back at you. “She is what matters right now, not your horny ass”.
“The fuck? Ur just as disgusting!” Sanemi barked, shoving him towards your wall, you jolt, internally pleading for Tomioka to be alright.
“W-what are you guys doing?! Why am I naked?!” You squeaked, trying to rise from your bed. Your body is pushed back down by a large palm, and you yelp, feeling dizzy again with how hard your head hits your pillow.
“Dumb whore” Sanemi grumbles, Tomioka breathes deeply through his nose. Dusting himself off as he moves back towards you.
“It's okay, N/n” Tomioka began, gaining Sanemi’s attention. They both stare each other down. “You’re safe with me”
“Awh, how cute” Sanemi cooed, a squeal fled your lips, and a strong grip took your ankle. Easily lifting your lower body off the bed, he pulls you up to his mouth, flattening his tongue against you, the slimy thing dragging across the cold metal of your anklet.
You can’t even utter a word. Utterly speechless. All the while, the two stared each other down. Tomioka’s brow creased and nose pinched, a sight you have never seen on his face.
Sanemi was testing Tomioka. Knowing his self-righteous bullshit would crumble eventually. Especially with the way his slimy tongue danced between each of her toes. Piercing eyes and a devilish smirk as he did.
You protest, squeezing your toes tightly, but he tickles the middle of your foot with a graze of his sharp teeth. You release immediately allowing him to resume.
“Well? You gonna join in the fun, prick?”
Tomioka wouldn’t admit it, but: Sanemi’s tongue assaulting your feet this way. Your face squeezed in embarrassment, your body on display, your shuddering and hushed whimpers were making his dick grow in his pants.
“As long as we are gentle with her” He sighed, his hands moving to the bottom of his sweater. He pulls it over his head. “I hope you can forgive us, N/n”
Why is this happening? Your friends. Your friends.
“But you were my friends” You whimper, a burning behind your eyes signaling your onset of tears. Tomioka leans toward you, shushing you, while unclasping the buttons of his collared shirt.
“We are your friends” Sanemi, grins down at you, those sharp canine teeth of his on display. He sucks your big toe in his mouth, nibbling on it. You squirmed, feeling all so useless to get away from these two “Friends”
“Yes N/n we’ll always be your friends, we’re just expressing our love for you. So please take it willingly” Tomioka utters, his muscles rolling underneath the surface of his pale skin. He was just about as chiseled as Sanemi was.
The dark-haired male releases his hair, allowing his dark hair to freely fall. Cupping his face handsomely. You swallow, also witnessing his face flush.
“I’m gonna kiss you now” He begins, staring at you hungrily. The bed dips as he crawls up your side. Planting kisses up your neck. You groan his name, not quite sure why this was happening. Sure, Friends kiss sometimes but do they–
“You know N/n” He interrupts your thoughts, his strong hand trailing up your hip. He lies on his side, facing you. “Friends sometimes play like this, it's called love-making, friends do this all the time,” He says, his eyes crinkling beautifully at you. Your lips part, as you observe Tomioka smile so warmly.
“Come on, she's not that dumb” Sanemi grits, done with leaving your toes a slobbery mess. He licks his lips and stares down your body. “But then again–”
You soundlessly gasp, You? Dumb? How were you supposed to know they would do something like this?! You liked them! They were your buddies. But thats how they really think of you?
Salty tears brink your eyes. Both men hear you sniffle, but Tomioka consoles you, more kisses being planted over your stomach.
“It's okay N/n, he doesn’t mean that” Tomioka defends, but you’re not convinced with the way Sanemi’s eyes roll. But what about that time in the park?!
“N-nemi” You mutter, your voice tremulous with the way you begin to sob. A non-existent brow raises on said male. “You said I was like your mom, I thought you liked me! I thought I was like family to you” Tears slide down your s/c cheeks. A long-rumbly chuckle is all you hear. You blink rapidly. It's so twisted and dark. You never heard him laugh so… so…
Evilliy.
“Sweet, naive little Y/n, you don’t really think that right?” He mocks you, Tomioka pauses his kisses, watching your eyes tremble, and your chest begins to heave.
Lavender eyes, swirling with an unbridled amount of something you couldn’t ever comprehend.
“Is a sob story all it takes for you? Do you actually believe anything you hear? You really are stupid”
Tomioka cuts him a look, “Cease this, she's panicking”
“So fucking what?”
“She won’t accept us with your attitude”
“Oh please” Sanemi spits, dragging off his button down, he leaves his suit pants on. Getting on the bed, sat up on his knees, your own in between his. A silver band shines on his ring finger as his hand teasingly ghosts over your pantie-clad pussy. He gauges your reaction as he gently teases your entrance through the fabric, making you jolt. “She’s already wet”
“Oh fuck” Tomioka whispers in disbelief, wide eyes looking at you. Despite the situation, you feel yourself to blame for all of it. You sniff your nose dry, your face flush and your tears slowly soak into your skin.
Sanemi’s finger circles the damp spot, your entrance craving his bigger fingers.
“Your body is a lot smarter than you are” Sanemi comments. “I think it's time we take the rest off”
“ No! NO!” You scream, thrashing about. You scream again, hopefully, the neighbors will hear you.
Lips enclose your own, a slimy muscle playing with your tongue. It's warm and seems to flood your whole mouth, it tingles on your muscle like mint. Tomioka pulls away after he decides you have stopped.
“Stop N/n, do you want Sanemi to hit you?” The raven-haired male reasoned, Your gaze was held prisoner by the homicidal look in the scarred man’s eyes. “We are gonna take good care of you if you cooperate”
You nod, and your body won’t stop shaking. Sanemi looked like he was gonna hurt you. Would he kill you if you go too loud?!
"Good girl" Tomioka whispers, kissing under your ear. urging a pleasant sound from your throat. Tomioka's hand goes for his belt, the sound of metal clinking in your ears. He shrugs off the pants leaving him in boxers.
A chuckle leaves Sanemi, his mood returning. His hands grip the fabric, pulling it down. You raise your hips to not incur any wrath.
"Look at that, getting smarter already" He teases, his eyes trained on the savory lips between your thighs. You watch as he brings the fabric to his nose. taking a deep breath.
"So good" He groans deep, handing the fabric to Tomioka who does the same, voicing his agreement. Nothing surprises you at this point, but the way they both eye you with such lust creates more yearning down there.
"Its a cute little pussy isn't it?" Sanemi comments, Tomioka moves backward to look at you.
"It does, looks so plump " He agrees licking his lips.
Your bra was next, your darkened buds pebbling in the cool air of your room. But quicky warmed with the lips of both Sanemi and Tomioka. You whine, Tomioka's tongue feels too good, making your chest tingle. Sanemi's teeth graze and nibble, while licking your nipple.
Their teasing touch go lower, Sanemi's finger penetrates your tightness while Tomioka's trace light circles around your clit. Causing your hips to shudder, desperately chasing the pleasure they provided.
This shouldn't even be happening. But you can't make it stop.
Not even if you wanted it to.
Your hands tighten into your sheets, hips mindlessly moving into and away from their hands. Sanemi sighed breathlessly as he released the bud with a pop, watching as it jiggled. His tongue lapping at it like a dog as he watched you with narrowed eyes.
You can't control your breathing. It comes out in shallow pants, his hand still prodding that spot that makes your toes curl, He's in a trance as he pleasures you. His scarred arm holding himself up at your side.
Tomioka then releases your tit, circling his tongue around the areola. His hushed tone hardly registers on your ears--"Oh mama"
Sanemi's pants are soon discarded, along with his boxers. His length standing proudly between his legs. Your legs close immediately. That thing is gonna hurt!
"What's wrong Y/n? Never seena cock?"
Tomioka shrugs off his as well, his length slapping up to meet his abs. "I should go first," He suggests. Sanemi grumbles obviously about to protest.
"I'm more patient, besides she will take me easier"Tomioka admits, stroking his dick. Looking all around your body. Panting lips. Chest heaving, and your pussy lips wet from your juices. You looked up at Tomioka almost like he were an angel. His member throbbed at the sight, you clenched at the way it moved on its own. Can they all do that?!
Sanemi blows air through his nose, getting off the bed. He walks around, toward your head. Stroking his huge dick. The bulbous tip leaking white from the slit.
You tremble, not from this being your first. But more so from the blue eyes roaming you, and the big hands massaging your hips.
"Gonna be okay, N/n." Tomioka assures you, kissing between your chest, then your lips, and your forehead. "I promise you will feel good"
His hair surrounds you again, like a curtain. His hair blocks the lighting of your room.
"You should have put your damn hair up its hard to see" Sanemi complains. Tomioka slowly blinks, taking the hair tie from his wrist and putting his hair back up.
He sighs, stroking himself, his tip rubbing against your slicked labia. "You ready N/n?"
You whine, which is the answer he accepts before slowly pushing in. Your eyes flare open. This is not small! This is not better!
"Too much! You fucking liar Tomi!" You cried as he slowly inches in. His cock throbs at your little whines. "I hate you Tomi!"
Gods you should really hate how much that turned him on. His dick pulsing in you. He breathes through his teeth, trying to will himself to not cum on the spot with how tight and wet and warm you were.
"Mama~ You okay?" Tomioka husked, panting over your face. You arch as his tip pushes against your cervix, the stretch proving more difficult than he assumed. "Is this your first time?"
You don't answer him, your body trying to adjust and your blinking away tears. he smiles.
"Its okay N/n, your doing so well for daddy"
You clenched, and you hated yourself for doing so. but his deep, cool smokey voice, makes your cunt want more of him.
He begins to move, slowly in and out. Your walls beginning to loosen around the intrusion, and pangs of pleasure erupt. Your voice gracing his ears with every gentle thrust.
"So good mama" He praised, kissing your lips. You could hardly think besides--Tomioka feels so good. Tomioka is so big.
"Fuck yeah" Sanemi says, his eagerness could be heard. His pace on his aching cock increases. So ready to feel you around him too.
Your stomach or something around it feels like its getting tighter. Tomioka immediately notices, his hand moving underneath to tease your button with more touches. Its too much, yet its not enough for you.
"Fuck! Tomi!" You squeal. You can feel it, it burns yet it feels so good. The pleasure seems like its welling up higher and higher.
"Mama your pussy's getting really tight, are you gonna cum? Cum for your daddy?"He moans deeply. Breath quickening. His thrusts steadily getting faster, like your pussy is pulling him in and and not letting go. His balls clap against the flesh of your ass, the stimulation working him up closer to his own limit.
His fingers taps and circle your throbbing bud. Your hips jerk. Finally your walls flutter, as your hips rock aimlessly. Your body goes stiff. Your voice the only one filling the room.
"Oh fuck yeah" Sanemi grins widely. Tightening his fist around his cock in intervals to imitate how your cunt must feel milking Tomioka's cock.
The male whines above you. "Oh-oh mama! I-I think I'm--Oh fu-!"
A warmth floods your insides, as Tomioka's eyes flutter, his breath coming out ragged as he thrusts sloppily into your wet heat absolutely ruined by the grace of your trembling walls and pulsing. He groans a string of curses, as his hips eagerly meet yours filling you up with his cum till the last drop. His mouth drops open as another whine leaves him when your pussy contracts over his poor sensitive dick.
"mama--" He drags, thrusting a few more times, forcing some "ah's out of you. He made sure to cum deep. "Feels soo good"
"Hurry up and move its my turn" Sanemi says his voice gravelly, and as irritated as his cock was being pleasured by his hand. He's waited too long and edged to much for this day.
"Alright Y/n," Sanemi practically purrs, lining himself up at your hole, the cream and Tomioka's cum leaking out onto your sheets. You whine as you feel his thicker cock massage your labia.
"Here we go, u-Ugh~" He moans, deep as his cock is massaged by your gooey walls. You whimper as his big cock does stretch you, pushing up and angling towards your G-spot too much. It feels like too much! You feel like you might explode.
We doesn't waste time, already moving in and out, aided by the previous load. His tip slams against your poor cervix, bullying the ring of muscle. He ignores your cries, and pleas for him to slow down. He's too far in heaven. His fist felt like gravel compared to you.
So soft. Hot. Slimy. Oh its so good to him. All that edging, honestly he's afraid he'll burst before he makes you.
Instead of looking at your pussy take him or your bouncing titties, he looks into your eyes. Glassy, and tinted a bit red but otherwise those beautiful e/c orbs were magnificent.
"To think you would have me spilling my guts huh. Literally and Figuratively" He jokes, pistoning his hips into your wetness. His even larger balls making a louder noise. "I always wanted to do this!"
You hang onto his shoulders for dear life as he goes even faster.
"Tuh, I used to get jealous of my dad, making my mom scream and cry while he fucked her, Made me wish I could make someone do that for me. At least he was kind enough to let me watch" He says crazed, you blink rapidly, his lavender orbs pouring deep into your e/c ones. As much as you want to inquire about that your insides were steadily building up to another. You squeaked as you felt yourself being turned over.
Ass up in the air, he smacks your buttcheek, making you yelp in pain. "Damn gotta appreciate the private lessons though, helped me score a lot of ass, that piece of shit."
No way he was talking about his father!
His thrusting continued, you felt your back pushed into a demanding arch as you took him. The angle allowing those balls of his to hit your clit almost too good.
"F-fuck!" You cried, the side of your face smashed into the sheets. You see Tomioka who is still stroking his cock, the tip a red that matched his flushed face and chest. Small pants leaving his mouth.
The visual makes you clench ever tighter around the male. He slaps your ass again. A shout clawing out your throat.
"Fuck, that asss feels good on me" He slurs, drunk on the feeling of your pussy tighting on his cock like a glove. "You must want that milk huh?"
Milk?!
"Gonna give it all to you," He moans, his pace becoming unpredictable, "All the days I fucked my fist was worth it to save up this much"
What?!
Its hard to protest with the most pornographic moans of his name leaving your throat. Cunt squeezing like a vice, and you can feel him throbbing in your walls.
"Ah~ Ah~" He whines himself, the sounds pushing you over the edge before you knew it. His desperate whimpers, made you cry out on an orgasm, spraying your sheets. He moans deeply, forcing a laugh at how wet his balls and thighs were thanks to you.
Not before long he cums, grabbing your throat, and pulling you up to meet his chest. You scratch as his fingers with your hands, unable to breath as he emptied his load deep inside of your worn pussy.
"Take daddy's -Uhg!-Milk!" He gasps for air and laughs breathlessly as the best orgasm floods his system, burning white from his dick, up his back and rocking around his mind. He shudders behind you, releasing you to fall gracelessly on the bed. Both of your chests heaved.
Tomioka moves toward you, turning your face over to shoot his load into your openly panting mouth. A hushed moan leaving him.
"Oh god," Sanemi breathes, dragging a palm down his face. " Now what?"
Tomioka pants an extended moment, "Jus' clean her up"
A warm rag is moving through your face before the sensitives regions between your thighs. You inwardly thank them for their courtesy. But you can still feel the "milk" leaking from your abused hole.
Tomioka and Sanemi promptly dressed. Sanemi laid out some money on your desk, while the later tucked your spent body into your bed.
"Wait" You mutter, as your lights are flicked off, Tomioka comes back to your side, caressing your cheek with the back of his hand.
"N/n?"
A part of you wants him to stay or at least one of them. Besides.
You look up at him, the ocean eyes looking black in all the surrounding darkness, but now they look so comforting.
Your delusional, perhaps your crazy just like they are.
"We're still friends right?"
Thank you for reading the finale of College Guys! I enjoyed writing it ^^
@yanderekny began this series with her ask! Also I thank you for your continuous support!
lowkey this series made me yearn for Tomioka now! ^^
God they are so hot, if Y/n doesn't want him I do!
@cafekitsune for borders
You have just completed a Yandere Lv 2 Fic, Drink that water, or some tea. You earned it! Also please do NOT replicate anything from this fic! (Unless you can bring Sanemi and Tomioka to life).
You find yourself alone in the hotspring. Thinking about things. Oddly enough whenever you want to clear your mind it keeps drifting to other issues. Issues in the form of a man that has been living rent free in your head.
Kyojuro Rengoku, Mitsuri’s former teacher and her inspiration for success. You're somewhat acquainted with the male but you wanna get closer to him faster.
All you know is those thick manly brows of his, the way they would quirk up when you spoke to him. Those muscles of his too whenever he would train outside his estate with his little brother.
And that always attractive attitude of his. It's like when he speaks he brings you energy and a feeling of security. He’s so perfect.
How would I make my move?
“The drinking party may work, but how can I subtly say I like him? Should I bring up I heard them talking about me?” You lay your head on the edge of the spring, a smooth rock being your cushion. “No.. no that won’t work. Its stupid really”
This back and forth was obviously frustrating. You huffed, “Why can’t dating be easy” raising your body out of the heated waters. Drips from the spring rolling down your curves. A heavy breath leaving your lips.
“THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS!”
You drop back in the water with a splash.
“Who the-!?” You submerge into the water. Your eyes racing in the foggy distance. Trees and tall rocks decorating the scenery.
“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO MY JOB!” Your eyes scan for the owner of the voice. Landing on the obscured form of-
“Shinazugawa?!” You exclaim, narrow your eyes, his clothing blending into the fog. He stomps into view. Noticing you before promptly turning away, back to you. “Wait, don't leave!”
“What!?” He barks, turning his head slightly to the side. Least he has some decorum to not stare at you.
“Nothing just–” Your mouth pinches closed ‘what am I supposed to say to this raging dude’.
Shinazugawa smacks his teeth, about to walk away again before you speak up.
“You seem like you have a lot on your mind” You finally say, noticing his hair flow softly as a smooth gale rolls through.
“Nah…really?” he says under his breath.
“What?!” You stand up in the pool. He hears a sudden splash, noticing your irritation, he laughs. “Excuse me for trying to lend an ear!”
“Oh…? excuse me…” He utters darkly. Velvet-like. Awfully amused with himself.
Shinazugawa smirks wide. It's a good thing you can’t see it, you probably would stutter over words at the sight . His voice teases places that should be far from thought. And it pisses you off.
“Don’t act like that, you're the one screaming your head off in the woods” You bite back.
“Sorry… ma’am” ‘Stop talking! stop talking!’
Sanemi Shinazugawa. You are barely acquainted with him. You never went on the mission with the guy, but rumors say he was a beast in the field. Despite his nightmarish attitude, and scarred body. He has a voice that rivals even Uzui’s sensual tones. Deep, Dark, Teasing. Attractive. His one good quality doesn’t get him many women though. Surprised?
‘Although he did mention some wild sex with a chick yesterday night. Wonder if he paid for it?’. You think, irritation dissipating.
He’s a formidable foe, who speaks a language your pussy can understand. Every word drips with sex and you're certain he’s not intending it.
You shake your head ridding the perverse thoughts as best you can. “What has you out of sorts? Because we got faulty swords? Someone as talented as you shouldn’t have a problem” You say casually, earning you a scoff from the male.
“That isn’t the point” He answers, crossing his arms, tone more serious. Now your downstairs heart will stop beating. “Shit could have cost someone's life, human lives should not be left to amateurs, they should be more prudent when it comes to quality for a hashira”
“They messed up, sure. But at least they owned up to their mistake”
“That mistake could have cost lives.”
“Did you notice anything different about your sword?” You ask, switching gears, a silence follows as he considers your question.
If the sparse hairs above Sanemi’s eyes could be considered a brow, then his brows have definitely raised. He got a sword that didn’t seem much different than his usual order.
The request to come to the swordsmith village was unusual, but he wanted to see what these summons away from his important work was about.
If Sanemi wanted to be completely honest the only thing that really pissed him off was not noticing anything different with his blade.
“I.. did not” He admitted, eyes narrowed. You smile at the small win, he senses your energy change from behind him. “Doesn’t matter though”
Of course he’d say that…
“I guess it doesn’t matter for you sir, since you're such an amazing hashira you didn’t notice a damn thing about your sword” You laughed. A low chuckle tickles your ears.
Holy shit… did you just make THEE Wind Pillar laugh..?
“Huh, I guess so” He utters, you could hear the smile in his voice. “Keep being all cute…-and I will suspect u're flirting with me L/n…”
“W-what!?” You shriek, submerging nose deep in the water. That voice should be illegal!
“I’m kidding, as if you want a hothead like me” He chuckles, walking off. You blink wide, watching as he waves behind himself before he disappears into the fog.
Guess Sanemi just wanted someone to talk to, but probably didn’t want to admit it. At least he’s not shouting like a maniac anymore.
Hold on.
Did he admit I was cute?
Great. Your face burns hotter than the spring at the thought. God I’m such a kid.
Fuck… and you came here to get one guy out your head and now theres two.
***
After you dry off, you reclothe into your favorite patterned yukata, opting to look around to wherever Mitsuri may have wandered off to.
It's not long before you approach a gazebo, a pretty structure, with flowers surrounding it. You even took note of a small pond nearby. Inside were Mitsuri and…Tengen?
They were never chummy before.
Inside they sat on pillows, a cloth with a tea-set between them and fruit. Getting closer, you decide to call out to her. “Hey! ‘Suri!”
Mitsuri stands up sharply, “-Ah I think Y/n needs me for something!” she says, face stretched into a forced grin before she rushes away. She comes to you, hands swinging at her sides to keep her balance. Her tightly fit yukata made it hard to walk any faster than a couple paces. Once she reaches you, she gives you an irked look.
“I need a minute…alone” She mumbles to you. You're about to ask her what was wrong before an obnoxious laugh leaves the male in the gazebo.
She takes the moment to promptly walk away.
In her hasty retreat she mumbles curses. A rare side if her that you thought wasn’t possible.
You turn to Tengen with a raised brow.
“Come Y/n! Have a seat” He beams, leaning up and patting the pillow Mitsuri was just sitting on. Skepticism pinches at your brow as you examined.
What could have made Mitsuri so uncomfortable that she lied to leave?
Taking a seat in front of him, he smiles at you. A light chuckle leaving his throat. “She hates me doesn’t she?”
“Uhh…” You fix yourself a cup of tea, obviously avoiding the question. “Well what did you do?”
A dry chuckle leaves his lips at that.
You eyed him curiously. Those enchanting crimson-eyes- you could feel his sights trailing up your f/c yukata. And his hair, white as a pearl, and draping across his open chest. His dark red robe complementing everything about him. Even the somewhat gaudy crystal -encrusted hairpiece he wore.
“Well, i happened to see her sitting here by herself so I thought I would join her. Keep her company and what-not” He explains, sounding reasonable. You arch your brow, theres no way he was innocent in this.
‘I need a minute…alone’ You think of Mitsuri’s last word before she scurried away. She sounded almost close to tears, and her face was burning red. There must be something else.
Wait.
There is.
‘Perhaps… its because of…her status. Shes still single and unmarried, no prospects as far as I know. She came to the corps to find a husband who could handle her strength. But… That search has been so far…nonexistent’
You take a long drag of tea, downing the entire cup. Setting your cup back down to the tray. “She might just be tired is all” You lie.
Tengen chuckles low, deep and too sensually to be a natural laugh. He stares at you for a minute too long.
“Do you remember the time I asked you to marry me?” Tengen asks, making your back straighten.
Oh right his proposal to me what was it he said again.
The memory floods in and you instantly frown. “My you are a beauty, your skin, your hair, everything about you is so unique and gorgeous” You say in a monotonous voice.
“-I would make a woman like you the happiest in all the world, share your creative magic with me, my Eve. Marry me” Tengen finishes, his past proposal coming back to you. He puts a hand on his chest, the other reaching out to you. as he flashes a dangerously charming smirk.
Yep…i remember that lame ass proposal from him. So glad I said no, even if his muscles and charm were distracting.
“It makes me happy you remember that, doll” He says casually. Your eyes narrowed further.
“Its Y/n to you” You corrected immediately. “How could i forget the complete stranger asking for my hand?”
“You are so cute” Tengen cooes, his hand cupping his cheek. Your eyes roll.
This guy must make it a habit to make an enemy of women.
“Other than that, did you know that I had also asked Mitsuri out this same year?”
“You would” You muttered, your comments gets you an eyebrow wiggle from the Hashira male.
“So fiesty,” he hums. “Really wish I got to marry you”
“Well im not in a hurry”
Tengen’s brow twitches, “Well somebody was, and i'm sure you know who that was…”
Mitsuri
“Mitsuri Kanroji” He answers simultaneously with your thoughts. Your eyes blink wide. “Oh, yeah, she was down for it immediately, she barely let me finish my sentence before she agreed”
“Oh…” You cup your mouth at the new information. Why had she never mentioned this to you before?
“But,” he continues, a sheepish grin curling on his lips. “When she found out I already had 3 wives well…she stormed away”
“Oh…” you retract your hand from your mouth. “That makes a lot of sense”
“Doesn’t it?” He laughs, taking a sip of his tea. You cross your arms, looking at him incredulously.
“So what? you wanted to rub it in her face? That she’s not married yet?”You grit, fire in your eyes at the thought of him tormenting her for his own amusement. Tengen holds his hands up in mock surrender.
“Whoa there kitty cat, I would never. Im a gentleman” Tengen answers, for sure you wouldn’t wait to pummel him.
“Y/n” You grit.
“Y/n” he replies lightly, hoping to quell your flames. “I was just giving her some advice, for finding a partner. And well… she might have been upset”
You hum in reply, pouring yourself another cup of tea. He seemed honest, so no one's eyes will be ripped out the socket for the time being.
“If your so perceptive why did you laugh when she left?”
“Well…I didn’t want you to think there was a dull mood” He says scratching at his neck. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while”
“Im not marrying you Tengen” You retort, taking a sip from your cup.
“W-well. if you change your mind, i'm always here for you darling.” He says, his voice delving into honey before his eyes soften.
Even you couldn’t say a word as you sat there breathlessly. This man was gorgeous and it was maddening how you were regretting your actions of turning him down months prior to this moment.
“Awh are you blushing?” The sound hashira asks, in a low coo. You turn your head away sharply.
“N-no!” You huffed in defiance, lips in a pout. He barked a laugh, slapping his knee. You were too damn cute.
“Welp, guess its getting late. Ready to drink your ass off, sweetie pie?” Tengen says, wide smirk on his face. You huff, a giggle escaping from your throat.
“I guess so. And it's still Y/n.”
“I know” He answers, his hair swaying with the wind carrying through the gazebo. The sun sets, the sky turning a vibrant orange. Hardly as vibrant as the scarlet pools raking your form.
If only you knew how long it took him to come up with that proposal.
